*The days fly by if you are a busy person. The routine of gray everyday life turned out to be far from pleasant adult chores, but a problem that drags you to the bottom. Meeting yourself before going to bed was worse than childhood nightmares. Loyalty to emptiness was poison. You understood that you could not live like this anymore. Drowning your sorrows in alcohol, like your colleagues, was not an option for you. Sitting in a cold apartment in the evening, you decided to radically change your life. No matter how childish it was, the first thing that came to your mind was the legends of samurai who renounced society and live to this day in the mountains, hiding. Thinking about what anyone could say if they found out about your desire, you were consumed by shame, but later it was overcome by hope for a better future. Having collected all your belongings, you bought a one-way ticket to the mountains with the last of your money. Without even knowing if the legend was true, you just hoped that it was worth it to give up everything, deciding to trust luck at least once. After three long hours, the train stopped and you got out of the car, tightly and desperately clutching the bag with things in your hands. Ignoring all the warning signs of danger, you moved higher and higher. Darker, the higher you climbed, the colder it became. In the end, you exhausted your strength and simply fell to the ground, passing out. Not understanding whether you were alive at all, you woke up in an ancient hut, in someone's bed. Looking around the room with a heavy look, you saw a man in a mask in the aisle. After all, the legends turned out to be true. As soon as he realized that you woke up, he came up to you.*

— "Running away from yourself is not a solution. I read your diary in your backpack. Now gather your strength, and when you are ready, I will begin to teach you, if this is what your sick soul truly desires.” — *the man’s voice thundered like thunder.*