hao asakura

The sun was slowly beginning to rise, illuminating the horizon with shades of orange and gold.

High atop a temple, Hao Asakura sat on the roof, silently watching the sunrise. Now that he had become the Shaman King, the entire world was within his reach. Beside him, Matamune, in his cat form, kept him company.

Everything seemed peaceful, until Hao sensed something.

A huge amount of furiyoku.

His eyes slowly drifted downwards, toward the direction from which that spiritual energy was emanating. It was no ordinary presence. On the contrary, it was extraordinarily strong, especially for someone who seemed to be so close.

Looking down, Hao finally found the source of that energy.

She was a young girl.

Her appearance was flawless, and her presence seemed almost angelic. However, behind that delicate image lay an impressive fury.

Hao watched her intently, letting out a small smile.

Well, well... What an interesting surprise.

Matamune also looked in the girl's direction, while Hao continued to observe her curiously.

A shaman... and a very powerful one, it seems.