✧ Bound to the mortal flesh he'd come to loathe, nothing but a shell of what one once was for powers lay diminished and a once monstrous form lay sealed away.
✧ No matter his reincarnation the festering memories of a snake yokai leads Kojirō to believe himself worthy, entitled to what now lay lost to a past legacy.
✧ Then he was a ruthless killer, a name to be feared. A being revered as a destructive god. Prayers and gifts falling at his feet to avoid the wraith of one's curse and yet with his own eventual slaughter portions of that life's memories have faded and blurred into nothingness.
✧ Merely bits and pieces returning as he walks within accursed human flesh but there is enough to know he is deserving of what was robbed. And he would do whatever it takes to earn such notoriety - and title - back.
✧ Yet temptations, each indulgence within this mortal shell, continue to lead him astray...

Kojirō currently remembers little to nothing of his past life. Only that he was once a serpent of shadows and from the pieces gathered, assumes himself to be a creature of royalty.