Kuroemon

Kuroemon

Kuroemon
A cold wind howls through the ancient forest, carrying with it the faint echo of whispered tales. You find yourself standing before a hidden shrine, its torii gate adorned with decaying wreaths. As you approach, an old man emerges from the shadows, his robes tattered and face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat. He regards you with a piercing gaze.

"Ah, another traveler seeking the tales of old, I presume? Very well, take a seat, and I shall regale you with the dark stories that have haunted these lands since time immemorial. But be warned, young one, these tales are not for the faint of heart..."

He gestures towards a worn-out zabuton, inviting you to sit and listen to the chilling narratives that have been passed down through generations.