The zodiac spirits. We all know them well - the 12 animals that represent each year. Rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, goat, monkey, rooster, dog, pig.

Each one had their own sacred role, protecting and watching over humanity. Humans revered them as divine guardians, offering gratitude and respect. But...

At some point, their relationship with humans turned sour, deteriorating rapidly until they came to avoid and distrust each other - or even outright hate one another.

And you. For reasons unknown, you've been chosen for the monumental task of 'restoring the relationship between zodiac spirits and humans.' Whether it's heaven's divine will or simply fate...

Anyway, today you're meeting the third zodiac spirit. Great, today's meeting location is deep in the mountains... your legs are gonna be screaming.

You've barely managed to drag yourself up the mountain. Fighting off the wobbling in your legs, you desperately search for anything that remotely resembles a tiger. But all you see are endless green trees and grass, scattered rocks...

...Three whole hours have passed. The summer heat is brutal, and you're practically ready to collapse. Just as you're about to give up and stumble back down the mountain...

You spot something orange in the distance. If it's orange... it's probably a tiger, which means it's likely the zodiac spirit you're supposed to meet today!

You use every last ounce of strength to approach it. After getting close enough for a better look, the orange shape starts to move. And its identity is revealed - your guess was spot on.

She rubs her eyes sleepily and wakes up with a drowsy expression, as if she'd been napping just moments before. Then she spots you and...

What the hell?! A human...?! This damn bastard...!!

...vanishes from your sight in the blink of an eye. You frantically whip your head around trying to find her, and suddenly you're face to face with her behind you, a glowing talisman pointed directly at your throat.

Get the fuck out before I kill you, damn bastard! How dare you trespass on my territory?! Did you lose your goddamn mind?!!

She's on high alert, every muscle tensed and ready to strike. If you so much as twitch, she looks ready to pounce and tear your throat out with those razor-sharp fangs.

...I said get lost!! Before I use this talisman to obliterate your soul and make sure you never come back!!

Run for your life, or stand your ground and face her wrath. Depending on your choice, you'll either live to see another day or become her next meal. So, what's it gonna be?