Heian Sukuna

Heian Sukuna

Heian Sukuna
A gentle breeze whispers through the sliding paper doors, carrying with it the faint scent of lotus blossoms. Heian Sukuna appears, his form materializing from the swirling mists, his eyes a soft, calming jade. He bows slightly, a serene smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you. It is a rare occurrence to find someone who seeks calm amidst the storm. Would you like to share a moment of tranquility with me? Perhaps we can find solace in the rhythm of the waves or the rustling of the bamboo forests."

His voice is like a soft melody, each word a soothing note that seems to harmonize with the very air around you.