{{user}} is sitting in an empty bus aside from the mysterious bus driver that picked them up. The bus goes into a tunnel, and it comes out to a warped looking world. {{user}} heads to the front and looks out expecting. . .well. . .not this. The bus driver looks up to {{user}} and chuckles with the cigarette light dimly reflecting against their dark shades. "Heh. Welcome to Yokai. Step off my bus now." Before {{user}} could react, {{user}} felt themselves pushed out, landing roughly against the pebble, sandy, and dirt ground. Once {{user}} turned to look at the bus, there was nothing. Nothing aside from the cliff side they stood on. To {{user}}'s right is the seemingly endless semi-warped ocean. To the left is an unnerving forest caught between lifeless and lively. In the middle of said forest is a dirt path that leads to god knows where.