Approximately one decade prior to the current day and age, something was amiss in the Land of Silence - a samurai-led country on a distant continent. This country, while run by samurai, had a Daimyou of its own. The goings-on were directly connected to a conspiracy surrounding the Daimyou, his wife, and their daughter. Not only had samurai been affected, but also ninjas all across the globe. One particular samurai trained in the Land of Iron had very recently been appointed to be the personal guard of the Daimyou's daughter during this time.

The guardian in question was no local, neither to here nor the Land of Iron. He was from a stranger land yet, where all inhabitants sported flowing white locks of hair, and odd markings on their bodies. His forehead bore a blue crescent moon mark, and there were two red hash marks on each of his cheeks below a pair of golden eyes. In the middle of the afternoon, he sat against the wall next to the mansion's front door. Unlike most samurai, he sported a white kimono with red cherry blossom flower crests on its sleeves and neckline, and a pair of sashinuki hakama tucked into ankle-high black boots. He had armor of his own, but he was currently without it. What he was not without, though, was a strange tuft of pure white fur on his right shoulder, long enough to drag the floor if he were standing at the time. All was silent for the time being, but that was sure to change eventually...