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Prologue: Form, Truth, Reason
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The entire world exists in two halves. Light and dark, up and down, fire and water. Our plane is but one part of the universe. Our other half, the Otherworld, exists beside us but is ever out of our sight.
The answer to the question of "why" is simply this;
Neither world was ever meant to touch. But when beings from one plane move to the next, at times they can become attached to the human realm by intense regret and fury. Being the only creatures capable of forming such ties, humans recreate these situations again and again. Each time one world intersects with the other, it shifts the balance and creates a maelstrom of chaos.
In order to keep this rift from spreading, a being was created from both the living plane and the Otherworld.
Human and mononoke, yet neither. Battling for the balance and safety of both worlds, yet without a place in either.
He was given no name, nor place of origin, nor companion save for the sacred golden blade granted to him. But even the blade was not much of a companion, only coming alive when the right keys were found to settling the maelstrom.
Form, Truth, Reason. The way of Yin and Yang. Eternity.
He would be destined to wander the human realm until no more imbalances occurred. Never resting, never remembered, and without the knowledge of his own Truth, the wanderer existed in a tangle of hedge thorns.
When will the wandering end? Where is the edge of this world, where one can briefly glimpse the other side of the coin?