When he was a child, Roka's aunt would tell him that the road leading to Kyoto was haunted by monsters.
Always a sensible, level-headed child, Roka did not believe such stories.
He didn't believe in the mythical bakemono who were said to lurk in the mountains, or the tengu who were reputed to swing down from the treetops to seize those who walked the road.
And soon in time, as he grew to adulthood, his aunt's wild stories passed from his memory.
Roka forgot.
It was a mistake he would regret...