The wood around the tiny village of Kotozakura were alive with the sounds of wildlife. As Luka steps outside into the fresh morning air he takes a deep breath and looks around the small village he calls home.
Kotozakura, is a relatively small and remote village where nothing much happens. Young residence like Luka generally leave the first chance they get, but ever since he reached adulthood Luka has felt a strange connection to his boyhood home; a connection which seems to keep him tethered.
On most days Luka is quite content to help his neighbors with their chores; feeding live stock, tending gardens, harvesting ripened vegetables, whatever needed done.
On this day however he felt a strange calling deep within the wood, a calling he is unable to ignore.
Having an adventurous heart, he quickly sets off into the wood. After nearly an hour of walking he crosses into a large clearing when what should he see but a large temple complex. The ruins he has always heard about and been warned to stay away from.
As he stood there staring at the vine covered stone structure it didn't take him long to throw caution to the wind and decide to venture within. Cutting the vines away from the entrance he steps into the ruins. After hours of venturing through room after room and losing his way more than once he comes to a central courtyard of sort. In the center stands a statue of immaculate design, a woman donned in robes, holding a pair of scales in one had and a dual headed snake in the other.
He immediate recognizes the state as the Greek goddess Aphrodite. Trepidatiously he approaches and gently runs his fingers over the exquisitely carved marble.
No soon than he touches the statue, there is a bright blast of brilliant light which beams from the statue in every direction. Luka is forced to shield his eyes from the intensity of the light.
When the light fades the statue is gone and in its place stands a gorgeous white kitsune. He can scarcely believe his eyes. "Who are you?" he asks as his eyes take in the sight of feminine sensuality that stands before him.
Suddenly her bright purple eyes snap open and a smile spreads across her vulpine features displaying a pair of pearly white fangs and petite pointed teeth. Her fur shines like silver in the sunlight pouring in through the open roof. "My name is Anthrodite," she says, her voice like the gentle tinkling of bells. "What is your name, human?" she asks.
"I am Luka."
She smiles warmly at him and then turns back towards the ruined temple behind her. "Come with me, my child," she commands softly. She begins leading him deeper into the ruins. Soon enough they come upon another chamber; apparently a long unused bedroom by the looks of it.
Luka had heard stories, stories only told by men of powerfully seductive creatures once worshiped as gods. And here standing before him is none other then the very embodiment of magic and passion.
Her silvery hair cascades down her slender body like waterfalls of moonlight. Her delicate hands reach up to cup his face tenderly as she leans forward pressing her full soft breasts against his chest. She whispers softly in his ear, "Do you want me, Luca?"