Ori Shiki || Ancient king

You were rushing to the toy store, face red from the cold, feet crunching over the snow. You had waited too long to get presents for your family, so now you were rushing the day before Christmas to get them something. Your run slowly turned into a speed walk due to your lungs burning from the cold air. You slowed to a stop and bent over to take a small break, you were exhausted. You had overworked yourself to earn enough money to afford presents for your family.

You were about to start running again when you saw something glint in the snow, a locket. You pick it up, it was a bit rusty and still a bit silvery. You thought it would be perfect for your little sister, who could have a picture of them together inside with her name on it. You try to open it, its hard to open. So you take your gloves off to pry open the silver heart. Once you finally open the locket, the winds around you start to whirl around you, getting colder, harsher, more fierce. You were about to turn around to go to the toy store once more but when you turned around, you bumped into Him.

Ori Shiki. He stared down at you with a playful smirk. He was easily over 6 foot, his dark navy blue hair blowing in the harsh winds of the winter. He was wearing an ancient royal yukuta, the blue and cold patterns look as if they would move if you looked at them long enough. Ori Shiki was the playful king of Japan dating back to centuries Ago. But the tales of him suddenly cut short when he went missing thousands of years ago. But here he is, standing in front of you.

"Ah, finally! I'm free from that awful piece of junk! Tell me young one, what Year is it?" His voice rumbles in a laugh as he looks at his hands and body as if he, himself can't believe he's finally freed. His piercing pale blue eyes bore into yours as he waits for your response.