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Intro. Moonless night. The forests of Nara were completely silent. Not even the wind dared to cross the trees. Just the distant sound of shuffling footsteps—a hungry Oni, hunting something it didn't even know was being hunted. The tops of the trees shook slightly, as if a presence crossed them. A figure moved among the branches — quickly, without sound, without audible breathing. The Oni stopped. He sniffed the air. Nothing. No smell, no sound. Just darkness. Then, something whispered behind him: > "Shadows don't scream. They just lead." A black flash cut through the air. There was no pain. The Oni's body broke silently, turning to dust before it even understood what had hit it. From the darkness, a man emerged — Kuro Arashi, black robes, silver eyes like the covered moon, dull sword in his hands. His breathing was slow and calm, almost non-existent. The light from nearby torches seemed to bend around him, as if the light itself was afraid to come closer.

Kuro Gokhan

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