Hiya. I've had an itch to write this for a while, and finally decided to heck with it and write it out. As stated in the dicription, this IS NOT A ROMANCE! I am not hooking Sanzo up with anyone. I firmly believe a female can mean something to one of these characters and not fall head over heals with them. Also, I'm sorta partail to Goku/Sanzo, but there won't be any of that in here either. This story takes place during the trip to India, though it honestly doesn't matter when or where, so feel free to enjoy.
Also, I don't own this Saiyuki, or the legend 'Journey to the west'. Please don't sue me, for I have little to give. And there may be a few spelling mistakes. I tried to clean it up as best I could on my own, but for some reason, I can't seem to find a beta to stick with me. Perhaps it's all my various interests... Anyway, hopefully they're all gone, but if you see a small one like 'they' instead of 'the' or soemthing else the spell checker wouldn't catch, then feel free to point it out and I will fix it. If it doesn't bother you, or you can't be bother, than that's fine too.
Well, please enjoy.
Prologue... Just a Part of the Story Too
I don't remember anything but his eyes. The deepest purple, I had never seen such a spectacular shade before. They held me in and even as a child, I knew he was special. I wanted nothing more than to be close to him, to be seen by those eyes and show him that I could make him happy.
Chapter 1: A Place to Stay?
The rain was beating down unmercifully against the pane glass window. Red eyes watched sadly, wondering just when it was going to stop. It didn't seem right that rain would fall in a place like this; the bringer of life had little use here and it seemed a little too unnatural, even forced in a way. Or perhaps that was just her attempt at her putting logic to a place where none seemed to exist.
"Hmm," she mumbled softly. "I don't think it's going to ease by tomorrow morning. I hope this doesn't put us too far behind in the preparations."
"It will be fine. You work too hard, and worry too much. In fact, as I've said before, you needn't do it at all if you do not wish to."
She didn't look at the man she was talking to, instead keeping her back to the room they were staying in and facing the window. The water streaking down the glass looked like miniature waterfalls to her and she almost reached out to touch it.
"I understand you feel I have no obligation," she said. "But I think I've been here long enough. I mean, I gave up leaving a long time ago. This is my life now. I don't want to be treated like a guest."
"I am not surprised, but I must wonder if your choice was made by resignation or actually feeling that you belong."
"Both actually," she answered after a moment.
"At least you speak honestly. It is a rare trait in the world today. Though I suppose you don't need to really worry about tomorrow anyway. You should be well rested in order to meet our guests."
"Guests?" she repeated in question. She turned around to look at the man who was sitting on top of a cushion on the floor and gazing out the window as well, wrinkles crinkled in a small knowing smile. "Who do you mean?"
"A friend, or at least that's what I would like. But who knows if he'll accept it."
"And he'll be here tomorrow? How do you know?"
"I can sense him, and what he carries. I think he may be able to help answer some questions. But you should be getting some sleep. You won't be up for tomorrow if you're too tired from staying up and watching the rain. I can guarantee, it won't be the last time that it falls from the heavens."
"Wait, is he like you? I thought I'd met everyone here already."
"There are always more to meet in one's life, but yes, he is like me… in some aspects."
"Huh?"
"Get some rest. You'll need it for tomorrow, I'm sure."
Femanine hands tugged at red hair, wondering just what her 'mentor' was talking about. Of course her friend was more of a guide than anything else, but she had to admit, this person had helped her so much since she'd arrived.
"Yes, I'll take your advice. Some sleep sounds good."
"Very well. You may sleep all you wish, I shall watch over things for you. May your dreams be sweet, Kitai."
She hesitated before replying, "Yes. Good night Master Sanzo."
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Gojyo wasn't much of a patient guy. He liked his relationships to be short cause he didn't like dealing with the repercussions of woman who thought that they'd bagged a boyfriend. He didn't like dealing with the lousy monkey or the droopy-eyed priest cause they were so quick to grate on his nerves. And he really, really, really didn't like long car rides where there was no beer left; he was smoking his last cigarette, and they were driving through a mountain pass that they should have been through a few hours ago. Unfortunately the group had been held up last night by heavy rain that hadn't stopped until mid-afternoon and the lousy map had been blown away by the strong winds, despite Goku and he's attempts to catch it. Now it was nearing dusk and it was looking more and more like they were going to have to camp out again in the stupid mountains.
Of course, while Gojyo would usually be ranting and raving and picking on Goku by now, he wasn't much in the mood. Besides, it's not like it'd help anything. That was until he noticed that Goku had fallen asleep, and was chewing on his pants leg.
That kind of blew it.
"Get the hell of me you little homo monkey!" he screamed so loud that everyone had jumped, even Sanzo, who was exceedingly pissed because he'd just fallen asleep. The kappa slugged the boy on the head to dislodge him and earned him a glare from both him and the monk.
"Ow, what was that for? I was dreaming of having the juiciest chicken thigh in the world, and you had you wake me up," Goku whined.
"That was my leg you little fag," Gojyo cried out.
"You mean I bit you? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! I'm gagging! I'm gagging!"
Goku hung his head over the side of Hakaru and pretended that he was throwing up. The kappa, eyebrow twitching, almost lunged for him before he was suddenly grabbed by Sanzo from over his seat.
"Fucking moron! I was sleeping! And if it'll keep Goku from complaining about his stomach, then he can eat you for all I care!"
"Um guys," Hakkai said, trying to get their attention.
"Screw you Cleric! I don't need your little gay monkey trying to get some action off of me in his sleep! And who said you get to sleep while I suffer threw this stupid car ride? We were suppose to be out and to the next town by now. But we're hopelessly lost with no cigarettes, no beer, no food, and more importantly… no freaking women!" Gojyo shot back at them, ignoring his friend trying to speak over them.
"Like you do anything during the rides!" Goku suddenly interjected loudly. "Hakkai's the one that's always driving. And who do you think you're calling a fag, ya pervert. Like I'd touch a disease ridden roach like you!"
"You know guys-" Hakkai tried again.
"Disease ridden?!"
"Yeah. Sanzo said you sleep around so much you probably caught something by now!"
"YOU SAID WHAT?!" Gojyo screamed at Sanzo.
"Oh shut up!" Sanzo yelled back. "Like you have any taste for women except those who crawl all over any man they can get their hands on."
"I'm stopping now," Hakkai said, not really caring if they heard him or not. "Might want to brace yourself."
His foot hit the brake so fast that all three of his friends, that he noticed had been standing only moments ago, were flumped around on the floor, looking very disgruntled and generally pissed off in his direction.
"Well, I did try to warn you," he said with a small smile.
"What was that for?" grumbled Gojyo.
"Well, I just thought you guys should know that we reached a town."
All of them looked to where Hakkai was pointing to see that they were just outside the entrance of a large gate. The wall looked to be layered by many large stones, none of them the same size or shape of any of the others, and it seemed to stand at somewhere from twenty to thirty feet tall. The door was a gigantic drawbridge that was laying open over a chasm that even Goku would probably have a hard time jumping over.
"Town? Looks more like a city," Gojyo commented. He was not the only one who saw the large buildings through the gate's opening.
"Was it on the map?" Sanzo asked.
Hakkai shook his head.
"No, but it's not like we have that to go by anymore. Besides, it didn't cover the whole range, mostly just the path we needed to get through to the other side. We could have easily wandered off in the wrong direction."
"Great," Sanzo grumbled as he lit a cigarette. "Could this get any worse?"
"I don't know why your complaining Sanzo," Goku chimed in. "This is great! Think of all the food they'll have."
"And pretty women to serve it to us," Gojyo agreed.
Sanzo looked up at the walls and glared at it. The place didn't seem right to him, like an air was hanging over it, but it wasn't an evil presence, more like one of something… unsettling.
"Sanzo, is something wrong?" Hakkai asked.
The priest looked at the man turned demon and wondered if he could feel it too. If he could, he certainly wasn't piping up, so it probably didn't bother him. He had the feeling he should be cautious, but this place didn't reek of evil, no matter how strange it seemed.
"Tch, fine. Lets go."
In a small flash Hakaru turned into his usual form of a small dragon and landed on his master's shoulder and they all set of onto the bridge and into town.
Exploring did little to dispel their curiosity. After nearly half on hour of looking through the narrows streets, they hadn't found much. The buildings were of various shapes and sizes; some only looking like small shacks while others seemed like large towers with pipes and ladders covering them. They were all quiet alarming looking really. Every single house seemed disjointed and wrong looking, not a single one stood up straight, instead looking crooked or having sharp edges of wall or roof sticking out somewhere. They were also of various shades of black and gray, with chipped paint on walls that showed the brick underneath, cracked windows, and occasionally a rickety sign over a doorway or porch, swaying precociously in the wind. The only thing about the place that seemed even slightly cheerful was the dozens of red paper lanterns with black trimming that hung from nearly every building and crisscrossed over streets from roof to roof on strings.
"I have a feeling this place was ransacked a long time ago. And it didn't seem to be too cheerful of a place to begin with," Hakkai said. "I wonder if anyone still lives here?"
True to his words and the look of the place, there didn't seem to be anyone alive. It had the feel of being completely deserted, and no lights were on in any of the windows or the lanterns.
"You think it was demons?" Gojyo asked.
"I wouldn't doubt it," Sanzo said.
"But somebody has got to be here, I smell some food," Goku said as he sniffed the air and pointed down the street. "It's coming from that direction."
"Sure you not just imagining things from hunger?" Gojyo asked. "'M not sure your small brain could tell the difference between reality and hallucinations anyway."
"What'd you say?" Goku snapped back.
"Quiet," Hakkai suddenly hissed as he and Sanzo looked around.
"Hmm, what is it Hakkai?" Gojyo asked.
"Do you suddenly get the feeling someone's watching us?"
"Yeah, I feel it too," Sanzo replied as he pulled his Banishing Gun out and peered between the buildings. "Goku was right… we're not alone."
"Told you," Goku remarked as he balled up his fists, wondering if a fight would be coming soon. This seemed like some lame ass trap that the demons would pull to try and kill them.
"Over there!" Sanzo barked as he suddenly pointed his pistol down a narrow street corner with several overturned garbage cans. "Come on out and show yourselves you little shit!"
"Pointing guns isn't nice, mister!" came a voice from the alley. "You're being pretty rude for a Sanzo Priest."
"Cry me a freaking river! You think I'm going to put my gun down when you won't even come out you're obviously-"
"Obviously what?"
The person stepped out and they were surprised to see no more than a little boy, maybe eight or nine, dressed in tan cargo pants and a black t-shirt. His brown hair was scruffy and dirty looking, with a small bit of hair in the back that barely qualified as a ponytail. He was fairly normal looking, aside from the furry tuft ears on the top of his head and a tail the same color as his hair sprouting from his person. He glared at them, as if daring them to make a comment about his strange appearance.
"You mean it's just a kid?" Gojyo asked. "Geez, what the hell?"
Hakkai seemed to have calmed down too.
"And here I was worried. Well, he looks kind of weird, but I don't think our group has any right to point fingers."
"Get him Bro!" the boy suddenly yelled and out of another corner a large gray wolf had suddenly appeared. It leaped onto Goku, knocking him down.
"Hey!" Goku exclaimed thinking the creature was going to suddenly start snapping at him but instead he sniffed at him a few seconds before giving an approving yelp and began licking his face. "Ew, get it off me! Dog slobber!"
The boy laughed a little before walked up to Sanzo, a big grin showing sharp teeth and stretching his arms over his head.
"Heh heh, bet I scared you, huh mister," he said with a snicker. "Sorry, my brother and I were curious, so we decided to check you out."
"Brother?" Hakkai asked. Looking at the large gray wolf that was still 'playing' with Goku. ("A little help here please!") "He's your brother?"
"Yeah of course he is. My name's Urufu, but everyone just calls me Uru for short, and that's my brother Aiken. We're twins."
Hakkai gave him an, 'Okay, I'll say I believe but you should know I really don't 'cause you're a kid and I'm a sensible adult,' look. Uru gave a small sigh.
"I know we don' exactly look alike, but it is true. Although Aiken is a little more rambunctious. Speaking of which, I think you can get off him now, Aiken. Don't think he wants to get eaten."
The wolf whined like a puppy but slowly dismounted Goku, who looked very relieved.
Uru looked up at Sanzo who was glaring down at him and suddenly his smile wilted. "Uh, mister? You weren't really scared were you? I mean, I wasn't actually gonna hurt you."
"You think I looked scared?" Sanzo growled as he put his gun away.
"I don't know. A little," Uru replied with a shrugged then shook his finger at him a little. "But you really shouldn't point guns you know. It is pretty rude. Pretty soon no one will like you."
Having a kid who looked like he could barely even read yet scolding him made his eye twitch and he glared at the rest of his party to keep them from saying anything. They wanted to laugh, he could just tell.
"Um excuse me," Hakkai said as he bent down to look the strange boy in the eye. "What happened to this place? Where is everyone?"
"Huh?" the boy asked. "Oh. This place always looked like this. Its how Kumo liked it."
"Kumo?"
The boy quickly shook his head.
"Doesn't matter much now. He was the founder of this city, I guess you could call him. But he's been gone for a while now. Anyway, everyone is up in the temple right now. Preparations for the festival party are starting."
"Party?" Goku asked. "Will there be food?"
"Of course. But I don't think that-"
"Urufu!"
Everyone whirled around to see a young woman in her early twenties standing nearby. She was panting slightly, as if she just run over. She had red eyes and hair, cropped short at the back, but the front hung to her chin, framing her face. She was dressed simply enough in a short brown skirt and a white button up shirt untucked and the sleeves rolled up a little, worn brown heeled boots and an unbuttoned black vest.
"Huh?" he asked. "Kitai, what's up?"
She didn't heed his words, instead snatched his wrist and started to yank at his hand.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" he yelled at her.
"What do you think you and Aiken are doing?" she asked him, though despite her look of annoyance she sounded worried. "Talking to strangers like it's no big deal. Why didn't you warn them to get out?"
"I was about to," Uru whined as he tugged at his wrist. "Ask Aiken. Wasn't I gonna tell 'em?"
Aiken gave a deep bark.
"See."
"Hey," Sanzo interjected, catching her attention. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the blond man. "What's going on here?"
"A scripture, and holy robes… a Sanzo Priest," she muttered in disbelief. "Is this what… I see. You two are alike."
"Huh?" Gojyo asked as Sanzo wondered what she was babbling about. That color, it was the same as his. "A half demon?"
Her surprise at Gojyo seemed to rival his own before she shook her head.
"It doesn't matter," she said quietly to herself before turning her attention back to the others. "Listen to me, all of you. You can't stay here, it's dangerous. Please you need to follow me to the gate before it's too late."
"Wait, calm down. What's the matter?" Hakkai asked. "Did demon attack the humans here?"
The woman narrowed her eyes at him.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Aside from you people, we don't have many humans here. And I'll have you know we haven't attacked anyone. But anyway, you need to leave. Come on Aiken, Urufu."
"Alright," Uru replied sulkily.
She walked off, turning back around after a few steps to see them looking at her surprised.
"What are you looking at?" she asked. "Come on. Hurry."
They followed her, though they were all thinking the same thing. Just what could she have meant by saying that humans and demons lived together? Hadn't the Minus Wave affected this place as well?
Eventually they reached the gate that they had originally come through. The woman breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank the Merciful Goddess it's open. I was scared you'd all get stuck," she said softly before addressing them. "I'm sorry, I don't know why you've come here, but you need to go. This place isn't meant for people like you, so you need to cross this bridge and go far away. Just try and forget you were ever here."
"Wait, what is here exactly? Just what the hell is going on?" Gojyo asked.
"There really isn't time to explain," she replied before her eyes wandered to the city. She gasped as she saw that the lamps were beginning to light up on there own accord and windows were beginning to glow as lamps were turned on inside the buildings. She looked up and saw the sun setting behind some clouds, making the area suddenly darker.
"Get out!" she suddenly yelled as she rushed behind the group and tried to push them to the bridge. "Trust me, just go and don't look back!"
Whether the four would have left or not suddenly became irrelevant as a strong wind suddenly pushed against them. The drawbridge creaked violently before suddenly it swung up and slammed against the wall.
"What was that?" Gojyo asked when the girl removed her hands from his back and walked past them and pushed a little against the wood, as if to check if it was real or not. She sighed when her hand rested on a small steel bolt in the door.
"You should have just left," she told them, still facing the gate. "This is all your fault for not listening to me when I told you to leave."
"Hey, just what the hell are you going on about?" Sanzo asked. "This whole 'I can't explain' thing is beginning to piss me off."
She shook her head and took a few steps backwards away from the gate.
"You want to see an explanation, fine. It's not like it matters now anyway."
She clapped her hands together twice and then slapped them to the ground. They expected something, but all she did after that was dig her fingers into the dirt.
"Just remember that you could have left without knowing anything. But you insisted on staying where you weren't welcome."
She stood, dirt slowly slipping between her hands. She held them together out in front of her and drew in a deep breath before blowing the dirt from her hands and out towards the door. As it hit, the door seemed to fade away, like it had suddenly become see-through. All four men's eyes widened in shock as they saw the chasm they had crossed before was now filled completely with water, and running at high speed too.
"That river is impossible to cross, and the bridge won't let you go over it now either. It's still there, despite my magic making it invisible for a moment, and it won't open. If you had left before dark, then you would have been okay, but now you're stuck here… just like I am."
"What the hell?" Goku asked. "What do you mean stuck?"
"Guess you say that this place is a little too welcoming," Uru explained. "Kitai came here too a while back, and she hasn't been able to leave since. There's some kinda ward on it that keeps people from leaving if they stay 'till nightfall. Though the gate opens every morning to try and lure more people in, no one can cross over it to get out for some reason."
"Oh fuck that," Goku argued. "Can't you do something about it Sanzo?"
"Like what?" Sanzo asked. "Has anyone ever tried to break it down?"
"Hey good idea!" Goku said before summoning his staff. "Leave it to me."
"Wait!" Uru and Kitai cried but it was too late. The monkey demon swung at the now visible gate with Nyoi-bo but the anticipated smash of wood upon impact never happened. Instead what could only be described as a liquid shadow appeared where the staff hit. His staff slipped right in, much like it was water. Before Goku could take this in though the shadow started to shift and pull off the wall. Several skeletal hands suddenly emerged from the shadow and gripped at him and his weapon and began to tug him towards the gate.
"Goku!" Sanzo exclaimed as Hakkai and Gojyo grabbed a hold of Goku and yanked him back. When the hands lost their grip, they simply slid back into where they came from and disappeared.
"What the hell was that shit?" Goku yelled at Kitai.
"Defending itself from an attack of course," she answered him. "Everything here is much more than it seems. This place is alive, and it doesn't like to be threatened. It's like I've been saying, getting to this place is like a one-way ticket. I've been told there is a way to get out, though I never found it." She sighed and turned to them, a grim smile on her face. "Well, I guess formalities aren't completely out the window yet. My name is Kitai. I'm sort of an attendant to the man who watches over these lands. He helped me when I first arrived here, I'm sure he'll want to see you… in fact, I think you were expected."
"Expected?" Hakkai asked.
"He'll be able to explain much better than I. I don't even think I understand his motives myself. I'll take you to him if you like. Aside from trying the door again, is there really much you can do?"
"Fine, not like we have much choice," Sanzo replied.
Aiken suddenly barked.
"Oh right, we never got your names," Uru said. "Thanks for reminding me Aiken."
"Did he really…?" Gojyo asked.
"Trust me, in this place, that's the least strange thing you'll see here," Kitai replied.
"Well, I'm Son Goku," the monkey said with a big smile. Apparently he was already over the gate trying to kill him. "Nice to meet'cha."
"Cho Hakkai," Hakkai said with a small bow to the woman, boy, and wolf.
"And I'm the incredibly hot and passionate Sha Gojyo," the kappa purred as he slid an overly friendly arm around a surprised Kitai's waist. "I don't suppose since you seem to know this place better than we do, you could show me around a little."
Gojyo jumped as a bullet hole suddenly appeared mere centimeters from his feet.
"Genjyo Sanzo," the priest bit out. "Can we get going now?"
"Oh, of course," she said uncertainly.
"Come on," Uru said as he took Hakkai's hands in his own. "I'll show you the way to the temple. Come on, come on!"
Hakkai laughed at the boyish behavior and began to follow with the rest of the group. They walked through the city, quickly realizing it was a bit of a maze if one didn't pay attention. They had just sort of wandered in at first but now that they had a specific destination they were going to, there were many twists and turns. It being dark didn't help, even with the lamps, it was still hard to make out details of anything.
"So," Gojyo asked as he slid behind with Kitai. She was in the back of the group while the others followed Uru and Aiken, "that hair color. Am I right in assuming that you had mixed heritage?"
She nodded her head.
"I did too," he told her. "But I'm guessing you already knew that."
"I had figured it a high possibility," she told him before pausing then venturing forward. "I apologize for acting so impatient with you people. I was trying to avoid this whole ordeal."
"Nah," he said airily. "Look, our old monk there isn't really the type to be held back by anything. Bet you he'll blast his way through that wall all on his own by tomorrow."
"You have great faith in your friend," she commented.
"I really don't have many men friends actually," he replied as his fingers stroked her arm suggestively. "Actually, I prefer the company of the more feminine kind."
She gave him a strange look, but it wasn't a confused one. She looked like she was considering something. Then she smiled at him.
"Sorry, but I don't have much of an interest," she replied.
"Taken?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"It's not that, there just isn't any point to that kind of thing here."
He gave a confused look, but she paid it no mind.
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The temple was by far the largest building in the city. So large that they seen it at least three or four blocks away at five stories tall. As a stark contrast to the others, it was a pure white with dazzling golden roofs on each level that seemed to glow even in the night. A wall, much like the one around the city stood, though there was no gate at this one. Instead simply a large opening for entryway.
The Sanzo party saw no one in the compound, but they could hear voices calling and laughing from inside the wall. Apparently the festival that was soon to happen was harboring much fun around it.
"This way," Kitai said as she walked toward large red doors. She gripped the handle and opened the door, stepping inside and indicating the others to follow. They stepped into a large room with lush white walls and polished wooden floors with several alcoves with various statues of Buddha in them. Candles were lit everywhere and mats made for prayer were placed before each statue. And at the end of the room a doorway showed a staircase leading up to an upper floor.
The room would have been impressive, even if empty. However the 'people' in it seemed to have even more extraordinary, if strange appearances, though they way they all stared at the Sanzo party would have made it seem the monk and his cohorts were the strange ones. One man who had been polishing a statue was covered in several ugly looking feathers and a sharp yellow beak where his mouth should have been, a young teenage girl with green hair and pupil-less eyes of the same color and light brown skin had small leave sprouting from her arms. She had not even bothered to pick up the basket of fruit she had dropped. Another didn't even look human, instead seemed to be a fifteen or so foot long cobra with arms that fingers ended in black claws and only about a third of it's body was upright off the floor, the rest slithering behind him. The last one looked like a normal middle-aged human woman dressed in a burgundy silk kimono with her brown hair tied into a bun with chopsticks set in them, but the third eye in the middle of her pale forehead looked out of place.
"Kitai," the large snake hissed as he slithered over to the group. His voice was cold, and his natural narrowed green eyes gave him a sinister look. "Who are thessssse people?"
"Ah Sune- Ku. These are travelers that got trapped here," she replied. Despite the fact that the thing towered over her by a few feet she was calm, smiling politely even. "I decided it would be best to take them here."
"I sssssee. Mossssst unfortunate, yesssss." It was hard to tell, but it seemed to be giving them a pitying look.
'Wow,' Goku thought. 'Am I the only one who notices how weird all these people look? I mean, are these guys demons or what?'
"In a manner of sorts," the woman with the third eye replied.
"Huh?" Goku asked as the other three looked confused. "How did you do that?"
"You're thoughts were quite loud," she replied with a small chuckle. "I apologize if I startled you."
"Ahem," Kitai coughed lightly, "I'm looking for Master Sanzo. Do you know where he is?"
This caught Sanzo's attention.
"What? There's another Sanzo Priest here?" he asked.
"Yes, and I'm rather please to see you made it here on time."
At the base of the stairs stood an old man. He looked like he had been average height when younger, but the way he was bent over now made him look small. Small wrinkles at the corners of his lips tightened a little into a smile, and from under long bush eyebrows that were the color of snow his gray eyes twinkled in merriment. He was dressed in the white robes and gold breastplate of the Sanzo priesthood and the red chakra was clearly visible on his bald head, but Sanzo noticed quickly that no Scripture adjourned his shoulders.
'What's going on here?' he thought 'Who is this old geezer?'
"Its always a pleasure to meet a young Priest who carries on the name of Sanzo," the old man said. His voice was wheezened slightly, but it still held of note of strength and dignity in it that was respectable. "I am called Seidaku Sanzo. Allow me to formally welcome you to the Land of the Dead."
---End of Chapter One---
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