There have always been two worlds, ours and there's. The human world and the Yokai Realm. Despite popular belief, the Yokai Realm housed peaceful creatures, but there were also those who were violent.

The worst of the worst, ones who were feared within both worlds. Creatures like Yamata no Orochi and Tamamo-no-Mae, the two most powerful of the creatures from the Yokai world.

After a fault line between our world and there's opened in Aokigahara 1000, Yamata no Orochi, Tamamo-no-Mae and an assortment of terrible creatures entered our world. Despite best efforts, they continued to reign terror, until the final stand.

Tamamo-no-Mae was first, ambushed by a group of brave Samurai. She corrupted one, and slaughter the rest, however her powers were weakened and she was soon trapped in Sesshō-seki. Whilst the corrupted Samurai disappeared.

Next was Yamata no Orochi. A group of one hundred Samurai attacked the creature in Aokigahara. It swollowed half of them and crushed half of what was left. All seemed lost, until one brave soul gave his own life, jumping down the beasts throat and tearing it open from the inside, finally killing Yamata no Orochi.

The body of Yamata no Orochi remained in Aokigahara, getting buried slowly. Despite its death, the fault line remained open, releasing cursed energy into the forest. The energy preserved Yamata no Orochi's body, but it slowly decayed, whilst the Samurai's Katana remained impaled in the creatures gut.

"Hiroshi, Hiroshi slow down!" called Saito Hiroki. "It is okay. If you are worried about getting lost, just keep me in sight but I am not waiting for you." Hiroshi Taishima called back. This was there third visit to Aokigahara forest, and Hiroshi was convinced that he was going to find something.

Since the age of five, Hiroshi had become obsessed with Yokai, ghosts and the supernatural, desperately wanting to hunt them down. It got to the point where he would stay up all night, for several days, at "haunted" tunnels, inn's and buildings and even got kicked out of some. On his first visit to Aokigahara, he left the path and was found by a patrol a day later. Despite his attempted reasoning, he was removed from the forest. That was why Saito, his best friend who had lost interest in these things, was with him.

Hiroshi ran ahead before tripping on a root and landing face first on the ground. As he got up, he heard a strange noise. He looked around and spotted a shadow dart through the trees. "Saito, I think I saw something." he called, walking in the direction of the shadow. Saito managed to catch up to him. "Any idea on what it was?" asked Saito. "Most likely, Shinigami. Possibly a Kyōkotsu, but I do not think there are abandoned wells nearby."

They continued through the trees before coming across a gut wrenching smell. "What the hell died out here making such a stench. Not even a month old body smells this bad." said Saito. "Definitely something big, very big." Hiroshi continued toward the smell and nearly fell into a sinkhole. "Be careful, I think we a near a cave system, the ground is very weak." called Hiroshi. He continued forward and spotted a massive sinkhole ahead. He carefully walked towards it and stopped in shock at what he saw inside. He was silent, trying to comprehend the sight.

"Saito, I think I found the source of the smell. You are not going to believe this." Saito walked up to the sinkhole and stopped, also in shock. Lying at the bottom of the sinkhole was the rotten, decaying remains of Yamata no Orochi. "Please tell me you see that, or have I completely lost my mind." said Hiroshi. "I hope I have lost my mind." replied Saito. They started down at the creature.

"I'm going in." Hiroshi circled the sinkhole, coming up to one of the creatures heads closest to the top. He climbed onto its' skull and made his way down the creatures spine, reaching the bottom of the pit. He walked amongst the creatures remains, when he spotted something glisten in the sunlight. He took a step closer and saw a Katana, sticking out of the beasts rotting gut.

He walked up to the Katana and pulled it out of the rotting creature. Saito, who had climb down after him looked at the weapon. "This thing should be rusted, falling apart, yet it looks brand-new." Hiroshi indicated to the weapons handle. "The menuki are close to the pin that holds the blade together. That indicates it is one of the original forged, over a thousand years old." Hiroshi spotted a sheath on the ground nearby. He picked it up and slide the Katana into it. Perfect fit.

"If that blade is a thousand years old, that means Yamata no Orochi here, was possibly killed a thousand years ago. How is it still in this condition." said Saito. "I knew we would find something good this time." said Hiroshi

The strange shadow watched them leave the sinkhole. "The cursed blade that slayed him has been found. When I find you, it will be used against your own kind."

Soji Oridaka wondered through Aokigahara forest, one the look out for trouble. He was on the hunt for something, something that in the wrong hands could be very dangerous. He suddenly stopped, surveying his surroundings, sure he saw something. "Is something out there." he called, lifting his jacket and resting his right hand on a Katana.

"That red X on your jacket, the newest defender of the Cursed Blades." said a voice. "I prefer the name Crossblade." Soji drew the Katana. Something streaked past him and he turned around. A dark shadow walked towards him. "You know the blade is here?" The shadow changed into its true form.

A grey skinned human-like creature in torn red clothes. Parts of its face had decayed and it had bloodshot eyes. "Akatsuki, the Curse king, should I be honored?" Soji raised his Katana, left hand itching to go for the second one. "I am no king, but watch yourself, or you could end up like me." A red blade slid out of the main artery of Akatsuki's right arm.

"Do you really want a fight, I may not wield a Cursed Blade but I can still cut you up, besides, I fight better in closed surroundings." Soji grasped the other Katana. "You martial art will not work on me an my speed. If you wish to avoid bloodshed, bring me the blade." Soji was about to decline when he thought of an idea. "The forces looking for that blade are dangerous, even to me. If I promise to bring it to you, my safety is guaranteed?" Soji asked. Akatsuki growled. "Fine, but double cross me, you and your family will suffer." he said

"Alright." Soji walked backwards until Akatsuki was out of sight. "Idiot, why do you think I'm called Crossblade." he sheathed his Katana and continued on his search. Soji walked for a while before coming across a gut wrenching smell. "A death sight, no doubt." he continued until he found the sinkhole were Yamata no Orochi lay. He was familiar with the beasts defeat, as a child he thought it was just a story, only to find out it was knowledge passed down though his family.

Soji jumped down into the sinkhole, landing perfectly. He looked around, scanning for the Cursed blade until he found a slit in the creatures gut. "Dammit! Someone got here first." He noticed footprints in the soft soil, they were about an hour old. "You don't know what power you possess." said Soji. He climbed out the sinkhole and followed the footprints. "I need to find you, before one of them does."