Before we go into this, I'd like to explain more about myself, and why I wrote this book.

My name is Jayden, currently single and eighteen years of age. At the moment, I attend Highschool and currently reside in my final year. Woohoo. I find great solace and comfort in writing, aswell as reading books and light novels that steal my interest.

That about covers most of what I wanted to put out about myself. Time to explain my reason for actually writing this book.

When it comes to mythical folklores of other cultures, I can't help but be immediately attracted. My personal favorites being, Japanese Folklore and Greek Folklores. Naturally, other mythologies such as, Norse Mythology, Chinese Mythology and all the rest also fall under the list.

The one this book was chosen to represent, was Japanese Mythology. It tells a story about a young man in his early twenties, named Ken Hoshino, running into an unfortunate encounter with one of the many mythical beasts of Japanese Mythology. The Yokai.

This story centres specifically within Japan, located in Hokkaido. Ryomi lives alone in the mountains, namely 'Hell Valley'. Or, 'Noboribetsu Jigokudani Valley', the Japanese name.

It is a place famously known for its steaming hot springs, bubbling mud pools, and the almost hellish yet captivating landscape. According to legends, Jigokudani has ties with Japanese Folklore. Expectingly, we're talking about a Yokai, specifically the demon kind, known as an Oni.

If you haven't heard of them, let me explain. Using the internet.

'Oni are legendary creatures in Japanese folklore, often depicted as fearsome demons, ogres, or trolls. They are known for their immense strength, wild appearance, and mischievous or malevolent behavior. Oni are typically portrayed as large humanoid figures with red, blue, or green skin, sharp claws, wild hair, and two or more horns protruding from their heads. They often carry large iron clubs called kanabō.'

So in other words, the bad guys of the story. There a many kinds of Oni, but we'll get there along the way.

Skipping past the fact I wrote this so others could read it. I wrote this to represent my ever-loving admiration for these cultural things. For so long, I've been captivated by such tales as if I was reading it from a child's perspective, and I truly admire the work and story behind them.

Now with that out of the way, I'll leave whoever read this to endulge in what I created.