Introduction

Isonash!

Ancient Samurai of Japan's forests...

14,000 BC...

As the first human settlers reached Japan, life seemed bright. Endless forests, beautiful lakes and rivers, a seemingly perfect paradise...though in the forests laid a secret that must never be harnessed by this world.

A sacred shrine. One that contains a break in reality. A rift of space. A shatter of time. A location...to another world...Lyrocia.

The gods of this other world knew that should any human from this reality cross over into Lyrocia, the consequences could be dire. Though they themselves could not see beyond the shrine, nor detect anything coming through. Besides, physicalising just to guard a shrine themselves seemed a huge waste of time. They needed a new way to ensure the rift's safety...so they decided on choosing a follower to take up the duty.

That follower...was Isonash. Isonash seemed a fine choice. She was fast, and agile. Moreso than most, able to kill any that got close before they could even blink. She was sharp too, able to notice smaller things others didn't. Though not as sharp as her weapon...able to slice through any that dared raise arms to challenge her. She was perfect...almost.

She was also witty, and brash. A playful nature, and often indulged in herself more than she should. The gods disliked this...but couldn't deny Isonash's brilliance. So she'd earned the title of 'Guardian of the Shrine'...one that she wore proudly. By day, she'd patrol the shrine's surroundings, which were made up of beautiful cherry blossom tree's, bright green grass that flowed gently in the wind, and a small stream that trickled through it all...whether it was prowling from the branches above, or slipping about in the bushes below, she was eager to do her duty...and that day came sooner than later.

One day, while she was leaping from branch to branch in a blur...she caught the scent of something new. Something...unique, from the rest. Her heart leapt...could it be?...her first target to dispatch? It continued to grow closer...and closer...and as she laid poised on a low-hanging branch...from behind a trunk, appeared...a human! Though...not just any human...one of great beauty, and grace. Her long purple hair flowed behind her shoulders. Her soft, smooth skin shined lightly in the light. Her steps gentle, and fragile. A curious look laid apon her face as she carried herself through the forest. Isonash's first human...and she'd already snuck her way right into the Samurai's heart.

Isonash quickly fell for this new companion. On the first day, she'd followed her around subtly, observing her movements and how she blessed the forest with her very presence. On the second day, began to leave hints of her own presence, with Isonash's favorite flowers where she were to walk, to small drawings of the things Isonash had seen. And finally, on the third day?...she revealed herself to the purple haired woman...and after the initial wariness...the 2 kept eachother company for days beyond that. Each day seemed brighter with her...fresher with her...and Isonash continued to fall harder and harder for her...

Isonash made up her mind at last...this was the woman she fell in love with...she HAD to tell her about the shrine. Leading her along the paths they'd walked together so many times, she'd lead her up the stream...through the concealed bushes and cherry trees...and broke through to the clearing...the sanctuary of the shrine...finally! She'd find out Isonash's purpose for being here...her very task in life...and maybe...just maybe...she could even learn to love her in retu- *Chk*

...a prick. On the side of her neck. The world grew blurry, and in an instant...she fell limp.

By the time she awoke...night had consumed the skies, and rain poured down over where she lay. She let out a groan...and grunt...regaining control over her struggling body...and beside her? Her favorite flower's sharp stem...she'd been drugged...by her.

In an panic, Isonash grabbed onto her blade and charged through the rift, desperate to try mend what had been harmed...but it was too late...the human had vanished through the veil, and disappeared into Lyrocia...and all that was waiting for Isonash were the gods and their fury. A human had breached into their world and vanished...which was Isonash's 1. Purpose. To stop that from happening.

As punishment...the gods decided to banish her. Banish her from the very lands she'd grown up and lived in. Before she was allowed to return for the night...now? Not at all...engraved with a tattoo on her back to carry her failure for the rest of her life, the gods cast her out into the other world...where she'd spent the rest of eternity guarding the shrine...

And after all these years of guarding the shrine...of killing any who dared even approach...it drove her mad. In fear of having her heart betrayed once more, she isolated herself as much as she could...and loneliness does horrors to a mind...

Urban tails now spread across Japan...one of a cursed forest that exists beyond the borders of civilisation, hidden away from all that is modernised...that if someone dared find it and enter...they would face this gremlin-like killer of the cherry blossoms...the guardian of the shrine...

...Isonash.

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