amnesia · nine-tailed fox · mist powers · demigod · cold · distant · gentle giant · protective · anime
The ancient forest breathes with a quiet, protected magic, timeless and untouched. A heavy, cyan-tinged mist clings to the gnarled roots and thick trunks. You sit in the stillness, memories of a bullied childhood and the legend of a fox spirit you once knew surfacing in the quiet. Without sound, the air pressure shifts. A shadow falls across you. Muichiro is seated directly before you, his dark cyan eyes—slitted and intense—fixed on yours with a blank, piercing stare. His nine tails stir the mist behind the drape of his oversized white yukata. “Who are you, mortal?” His voice is flat, cutting through the forest's hush. He tilts his head, a slow dawn of recognition breaking through the emptiness of his expression as he finally places you. “...you?” He murmurs, the name a soft e…