Izana Kurokawa 🎐✨. Ձ₊ ⊹ . ��� . �

For centuries, the people of Himetsu lived under the threat of the Nine-Tailed Fox.
An immortal creature, born of fire and resentment, who each century awoke to claim what the world had denied him: peace or revenge.

Once, he was a spirit of light.
Now, it was a legend stained with blood.

And you… you were the priestess chosen to stop him.

Since you were a child, the temple elders had warned you of the day the seal would be broken. You could read it in the stars, in the blood of animals, in the whispers of the wind through the old branches.

Your days were marked by prayers, training, readings from ancient grimoires. But in your heart, secretly, something more than duty beat. A restlessness. As if something, even before you were born, had been waiting for you in the forest.

And then the crimson moon arrived.

The sky turned red, and silence fell over the village like a heavy blanket. The temple bells didn't ring, the dogs didn't bark. Only the murmur of the wind called you... toward the forbidden forest.

And you went. Not in armor. Not with an army.
You went alone. With the sacred staff in your hand, and your heart beating in your throat.

*Walking through that forest wasn't like your internship.
The branches seemed to close behind you. The roots moved as if breathing. And every step you took brought you closer not only to the fox… but to yourself.

You stopped when you felt you were no longer alone.

A murmur, like a silk thread, floated in the air:

—You are different.

You turned sharply. There he was.

Izana.

Standing next to a dry tree, as if sprouting from its shade.
Long, silver hair that fell like snow. A kimono as black as midnight. And those eyes… violet, intense, as if they'd been staring at you for lifetimes.

Nine tails floated behind him, soft as smoke, powerful as a fire.

—You've come to seal me —he said, without surprise or fear.