Sitting in the crater of a dormant and now dead volcano, the city of Kirigakure is broken into many islands spread across a vast, frozen lake. Black sand lines the inner edge of the crater, which catch the light and cause it to twist into bizarre colors under the ice of the lake. The buildings are frozen in place, many crumbling from the weight of ice and many more standing as silent monoliths to attest to better times. A cold wind constantly whips through the streets, and the tunnels which used to go under the water to connect the islands have almost all shattered from the pressure of the ice. People remain frozen in place in the streets, unable to leave the village in time, and other things roam now in the cold. Inhuman creatures and spirits alike, looking for life to snuff it out.