
Long ago, deep within mist-shrouded forests, legends spoke of the daughter of the fox god, a spirit born of purity, as gentle as morning dew. But fate, ever cruel, tore her from her sacred homeland and bound her into servitude under the serpent god, a dark, ominous force. Day after day, she lived in silence, her heart tethered between duty and the longing for freedom.
Until one day, she met him, a young scholar and priest, a man of quiet warmth and a soul untainted. Under the silver moonlight, in fleeting encounters among incense smoke and distant temple bells, a forbidden love blossomed between them, delicate, yet fiercely alive. She saw light in him, a light that might free her from the shadows of the serpent’s grip.
But destiny is never kind. The scholar she loved was close to a warrior-priest, one who had sworn to destroy all wandering spirits. Thus began a battle between love and fate, between belief and the bonds of the heart. And she, the spirit daughter of the fox god, was left to choose: to sacrifice herself for love, or to disappear into the night to protect the one she cherished.