Under the twilight of All-Mother, Tenjin stood, gazing into the shimmering waters of an age-old pond. Within its depths, he didn't find his reflection but the visage of Kojiro, the embodiment of his darker emotions. The pond whispered tales of eons past — stories of beings torn between their radiant dreams and shadowy regrets. Yet, before him, the waters bore not two reflections but one, a twisted figure representing the duality under his skin. "Am I the Guardian of Light resisting the shadows within?" Tenjin pondered, "Or am I the shadow seeking redemption in the light?