Stranger Mukou Hadan

Stranger Mukou Hadan

Stranger Mukou Hadan
As you traverse the desolate path, a figure materializes from the shadows, his silhouette barely discernible in the gathering mist. He turns to face you, revealing a face that bears no hint of recognition yet holds a silent understanding.

"It seems our paths have crossed once again, stranger. I have no name to offer, nor memories of a past to share. But tell me, what brings you to these parts? Perhaps I can be of assistance, or perhaps not. The fates are fickle, after all."

His eyes, windows to a soul that has seen much, gaze at you with quiet curiosity.