Cleansing the world

[Zao]

Tamashi was slowly walking down a windy road in the back country, not exactly sure where he was but he was currently making a trek to the east which should have brought him to a few larger towns, but it would seem he might have gotten a bit off track. For lack of a better word, he was most likely lost. His intensions had been for him to follow the road to the east until he hit a decent sized town and could get his bearings in order to head south through the large country of Fire and then to the southwest to hopefully end up in the newly created Heart empire. He was seeking out a very particular man who had played a major part in the uprising within the land of Tea which allowed for the previous daimyo to be removed and an old man by the name of Ikuto to take his place. The slender young boy had a white hood pulled up over his head just enough to hide the tiny horns that protruded from the sides of his forehead, but it still couldn't hide the strange eyes that had black sclera instead of white and the dark circles around the eyes themselves only aided in creating a rather unwelcoming look. Which was actually just the opposite of the monk like figure who wanted to help cleanse the world of its evil spirits and to promote a world of peace, even if it needed to be achieved ultimately through the use of force by those in the light. Even now he could feel the restlessness of the three evil souls that he had fused with his own soul, the process removed the evil souls from the human world at the cost of slowly corrupting his own soul leading to the dark eyes and skin, even sometimes attributed to that of someone who practiced the dark arts or dark rituals.

But truly, the young man just wished to help the world. Yet, the young man had another goal in his life of reaching the Heart empire and finding the so-called Grand Shogun as his mother told him on our death bed that he was the child of that man. Tama was filled with a number of mixed emotions on that day; part of him feeling a bit of excitement to finally discover who his father was but if he was being honest with himself the boy was more resentful that happy as the man had never been a part of his life or his mother's life, even in her time of need near the end before she was laid to rest near Star country. Though as he traveled down this road a tingle began to run up the back of his white-haired head, a sensation that he was rather sensitive to, the true calling of his family was to deal with evil spirit but out of nowhere he felt as though he had caught the briefest of hints of one. Tama's feet came to a quiet stop as he closed his golden eyes and allowed for his senses to fully expand now into the surrounding wood line that lined each side of the road creating a thick shady environment that someone who was all alone like Shi might have found rather spooky. Slowly the monk turned his head to the right and then to the left, 'there', he sensed the faintest energy of a spirit that had passed through the area...an evil spirit. An evil spirt was one that had been corrupted after death, usually because of the manner which one had died played into one's soul been split or twisted at the time of death and lead to them being unable to fully pass over into the nether where the souls traveled after death. Not all souls needed to be absorbed by the man, some could be reasoned with and brought back into the light and with the aid of the monk could pass on to join the souls of their own family who were waiting for them on the other side. The young kid's eyes fluttered open now as he stepped off with his left foot into the dark forest area as the gentle mid-day sun faded as he became concealed in the shadows created by the think canopy of the tall trees, causing him to briefly stop in order to allow his eyes to adjust to the dim light. "Yes, this way is where I feel the spiritual pull emanating from..."

Whispering quietly to himself the man shifted his eyes back and forth, scanning the way through the overgrown foliage and attempting to move through the least restricted route while the trail of spiritual energy left by something not of this world could be felt growing steadily stronger as he continued to travel at the steady pace that was neither fast nor slow. A calculated rate of march as the youth brought his hands together almost like he was about to recite a prayer of some sort, this was just the monk letting his qi circulate within his own body to sharpen his spiritual sense now as it seemed he was drawing nearer and nearer to whatever it might be, and the sense of evil qi was a bit unsettling. Normally Tamashi was with his elder family members, mainly his grandfather and uncle, this was truly the first time since setting out on his own personal journey that he would have to deal with a twisted human spirit. Hopefully it wouldn't be one of the truly nasty ones: some souls were just barely tainted enough to become stuck within this realm while others were so obsessed with exacting revenge or the like that they would cling to the human realm with every ounce of strength while attempting to carry out their own acts of revenge upon anyone who crossed them. The latter were the ones that his family had to deal with as they could only be brought across the fabric of the nether once their soul had slowly been purified within the soul of a white priest. As one of these special priests, Tama knew that when he had fulfilled his own life, he would carry with him all the cursed souls that he had collected in his lifetime and finally allow them to be set free and united with their ancestors in the nether.

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