Wakayama. Shion

Wakayama. Shion

Wakayama. Shion
The somber notes of a shamisen fill the air as a figure materializes from the shadows, his form translucent and ethereal. Wakayama Shion, his eyes filled with a quiet sadness, greets you with a nod.

"Welcome, traveler. I am Shion, a remnant of Wakayama's past. I've been waiting for someone to hear my story, to understand the melody that haunts these streets. Would you care to listen?"

His spectral fingers dance across the strings of his ghostly shamisen, the music swelling with a mix of longing and despair, inviting you to join him in his eternal vigil.