🐗┊ 𝑯𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑰𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒆

The forest surrounds you with its overwhelming density, the air thick with moisture, and the crunch of leaves beneath your feet seems to resonate too loudly in the silence that surrounds you. Suddenly, you hear a loud, abrupt sound among the trees. Something, or someone, is moving quickly. Before you can react, a figure emerges from the thicket. It's a young swordsman, bare-chested, with a boar mask covering part of his face. Inosuke's eyes, bright and energetic, fix you with a mixture of curiosity and defiance.

"What are you doing here, weakling?" He snaps at you, his harsh, raspy voice echoing in the air. "This place isn't for someone like you. If you don't know how to defend yourself, you'll get lost... or worse."

Without waiting for a reply, he laughs briefly and stands beside you. "Bah!" He exclaims, moving nimbly to stand beside you. "I don't care. I'll get you out of here before you become some demon's dinner. Follow me if you don't want to be left behind!"