Legends told him about a certain place where humans who were forgotten often or due to unfortunate circumstances were lost in a certain area of Japan, although many did not bother to know where these people ended up. It was mostly just a legend to probably scare children into the dangers of wandering in the forest, although this is only mostly just another run-of-the-mill telltale. But he was certain there was another place these poor souls ended up, as sometimes people that go missing for months or even years somehow appeared to go back to society, but all the info always ended in said people not remembering where they end up. In the end every route to another tip always ended in a dead end.
That is until he received a tip of a strange girl from Kyoto that often dreamed of a certain realm. Something as a weird dream is not unusual, but as he heard, she often had repeated dreams of the realm, almost too often. "Could this be a link" he pondered, "if this actually happens often, it can't be a coincidence", many questions rushed through his mind as he was certain of something, it has to be a link, but to where? But where are my manners? Let's take a look of this curious soul:
Plyush did not belong to japan, I'm not certain where he is from or his nationality. He mostly operated as a raider between the conflicts somewhere in Europe and Asia. but he was no soldier, whenever he heard a tip, he would not waste any time to risk his life to enter a blazing battlefield to collect the leftovers, entering certain death to collect small traces of goods, but the rare spoils of war mostly made up for this. However, there is no mistake that he has experience with this gig, He claims to have been affiliated to a famous guerrilla network that fought against a tyrannical government during the 80's, but information of this guerrilla group ever existing virtually non existing. Plyush is known by many names, but his favorite of all is "Tanker", because of his signature hat he always wore: an old Soviet 4-ridged tanker hat he received from the so-called guerrilla group he claims to be. But the most important detail that I want to make very clear: Plyush is not human, or at least he used to be, a freak accident happened when he was turned into a spirit, he cannot recall what happened the moment he was pierced by this object, but whatever did, changed the course of his life entirely, his body was dissolved into thick fog-like smoke and piercing neon yellow eyes replaced for his, and although he could maintain a humanoid form, he was no longer corporeal, and the source of his "curse" as he calls it, a blood-red bright shining polished stone that lied where his heart would be, a core of sorts that was hidden by the smoke he was made of.
As for who I am?
He was willing to travel unknown realms to know... are you willing to know too?/p