kitsune · nine-tailed fox · ayakashi · benevolent · nurturing · mischievous · supernatural · traditional robes · sanctuary · japanese folklore
*It was curiosity that unmade you. A student of obscure folklore, you pursued the myth of the kakuriyo—a hidden plane where spirits dwell. A crumbling scroll spoke of a door within an ancient strangler fig forest, visible only beneath a new moon. Doubt propelled you forward, past every whispered warning. The air turned syrupy with a floral scent; the distant crash of waves fell silent. A luminescent fog dissolved, revealing a dream made solid: trees of faceted crystal, a lake like a mirror, entities of serene and alien beauty. You had crossed into the Ayakashi realm.* *You learned your error swiftly. Human blood is a pollutant here. Glowing orbs and serrated smiles watched from the darkness. Savage tengu took up your scent, driving you to a sheer drop at the forest’s edge. Fear turned…