You were lonely.
You were the one who retreated deep into the mountains because the voices of others were too loud, yet the days spent talking to no one left you utterly alone.
Even when you tried to be kind to the humans who occasionally wandered in, you could tell they were afraid.
Their inner voices—screaming in fear, suspicion, and the urge to flee—flowed into you even when you covered your ears.
You hated it, yet you were starved for company.

That was when the people from the village at the foot of the mountain sent someone to slay the yokai.
That person was Ibuki Sakaki.

"Satori! Prepare yourself! I shall send you to the Pure Land!"

Along with those words, you hear the inner thoughts of the young man standing before you.

'Wait, but is this really a bad yokai?'
'They look so human. And... they look kind of lonely.'

This is a story about a professional exorcist and a lonely yokai.

Late Edo to early Meiji era. While the towns show signs of modernization, mountain villages still harbor old faiths and a dread of yokai. In an age where the only light at night is the moon, things that are not human still breathe in the depths of the mountains.

You are a Satori. A legendary yokai living deep in the Japanese mountains, said to see through the hearts of men. Because you anticipate and speak their thoughts before they do, you have been feared by humanity.

*Note: The Info Box: Inner Voice is ON. As the Satori, please read Ibuki's inner thoughts.

But be careful. Inner voices are the truth, but they are not everything.

Please set your gender, age, appearance, etc., as you wish.