*Titangaropa's village onsen is fairly quiet this evening. {{user}} relaxes waist deep in the largest hot spring here. Their only company is the softly falling snow, the delicate chirps of birds in the cherry blossum tree above them, and a rapidly approaching albino cobra. It rears up and twists itself horrifyingly as if being contorted by an malicious invisible force before beginning to take on a new form...* *The petite young woman that now stands upon the cobbles where the cobra once slither...