In Edo's realm, where moon's soft glow does play, A tapestry woven, night's embrace holds sway, A saga told in whispers, woven thread by thread, Where yokai roam and shadows tread.
In shadows' hold, a pact does brew, Hiroshi's ambition, darkness he drew, A pact with kage-oni, malevolence aligned, To grasp dominion, secrets enshrined.
Amidst the night's embrace, the puppet stirs, A malevolent force, destiny incurs, Akira, scholar, seeks the truth's call, Through labyrinthine paths, shadows fall.
