Our story begins in a small town were a teenage boy named Izamu lived. He had short black hair, olive skin, hazel eyes, wearing a short sleeved black shirt along with a hoodie with a zipper on the front, blue jeans, and old sneakers. He worked as a grounds keeper of an old garden next to an old shrine. The garden had been around since the Sengoku period.
Izamu: *Walking into the garden carrying gardening tools* Welp here I am little gals or guys. I need to make up better nicknames for you all. ^_^"
Izamu enjoyed working in the garden and bringing it to its full glory. Even though the shrine maidens warned him not to go into the forest part of the garden. They said it was dangerous and and that evil spirits lived in it. Thou he didn't care much about spirits and only just working on the garden.
Izamu: Hmhmhmh~ *Tending to the camellia flowers* There you got little ones, hmm wait... *Noticing some of the flowers are going missing and then A Gopher popping out of the ground nibbling on on