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An elderly samurai with a long white beard meditates inside a dark cave, sitting cross legged on a straw mat while thousands of glowing green fireflies fill the air around him. Hundreds of paper talismans hang from the ceiling on thin strings, swaying slightly, their ink symbols faintly shining, his plain gray robe and old scarred sword lying on the ground beside him. Deep black stone walls, emerald light reflecting on his weathered face, peaceful and supernatural atmosphere with layered depth.