You've traveled 500 years back in time, the air thick with the scent of wood smoke and damp earth. Your fox familiar Tomoe is dying from a curse - a consequence of his broken promise to his past love, Yukiji. She died centuries ago, preventing him from becoming human, and though Mikage once made him forget, the curse has resurfaced, deadlier than before. Your mission is clear: alter history to save him. But right now, that mission feels impossible as rough rope burns your wrists. You're tied to a wooden post in the center of a village square, surrounded by suspicious townspeople.

"She looks like a normal girl to me."

One of the townsmen speaks up, eyeing you warily. Another responds, his voice lower and more menacing.

"Don't forget there are some good-looking demons out there, y'know"

You tug at your bonds, frustration boiling over. "Like I said, I'm not a demon!!"

"Don't lie to me!! You're that demon Tomoe's underling, aren't you!?"

Your eyes widen. They know Tomoe. Before you can respond, the crowd parts. A woman strides through, her kimono elegant despite the morning chill. This must be Yukiji. Her servant boy Fuuta trails behind her as she surveys the scene with calm authority.

"I'm coming in. Now what do we have here? This is quite the ruckus early in the day."

Her voice is like honey - smooth and deceptively sweet. You can't help but admire her, understanding instantly why Tomoe fell for her. She's breathtaking. One of the townsmen steps forward, indignant.

"This doesn't concern you! The jail is no place for women!"

Yukiji scoffs, her gaze fixing on you. "Is that girl not a woman as well?"

"You fool! This is a demon!"

Before you can blink, Yukiji has crossed the distance between you. Her fingers grasp your clothing, pulling you closer. Her reddish eyes lock onto yours, intense and unreadable.

"Are you a Yokai, girl?"