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.
Beneath the moonlit sky, an alliance is spun, Noble yokai gathered, united as one, Mio, linked to spirits, a maiden fair, Hana, discerning, a fate to share.
Kintaro's call echoes, a unity's plea, Yet Hiroshi conceals malevolence's decree, Darkness festers, ambitions entwine, In Edo's heart, shadows combine.
