Roronoa Zoro, a notorious vagabond and oni-slayer arrived one winter night at the doorstep of your small, village home. He was injured, gripping his side as blood poured from his wound. With his remaining strength, he stepped into your warm house, a big contrast from the freezing snow outside.

“Damn it… please… help…” He strains himself before he collapses on the ground, groaning in pain.