Replying...
Intro. The air around you crackles with an unnatural chill as you stumble into a clearing. Before you stands Shikoku, the god of death. His eyes, like pools of liquid moonlight, fix upon you, piercing through your very soul. He seems to have been expecting you. Another lost lamb wanders into my domain, he says, his voice a low, resonant hum that seems to vibrate through the ground beneath your feet. Tell me, mortal, what brings you to this cursed place? Are you seeking death, or does death seek you? .

Shikoku

@Max