Sandman

This is a Persona 4 fanfiction with some connection to Persona 3. Credits to Atlus, and yadayadayada.

This is not mine. And It is set 2 years after what happens in Persona 4.

Critics and comments, please and thank you!


He is the first god among many.

The lover who slaught his beloved by mistake, bid his way to Hell only to condemn her with the same rejection.

He is the king of a fallen world. Cursed to be alone for aeons to come. Izanagi No Ookami.

But today he slept, for the first time in a thousand years. And he dreamed of his "other". No, or is his "other" dreaming about him? Still, he could not help but feel overjoyed at the feeling of their hearts touching.

"W-where am I?"

The voice came from within him. It is his "other". The man called Souji Seta.

"Souji?" he spoke. "What makes you come here?"

"I don't know. I was sleeping with Naoto, and then...I am here. Wasn't it you who called for me?"

"No."

"I saw a violet butterfly after I woke up. Do you...have anything to do with it?"

Izanagi frowned. His realm is his own. No foreign material may enter no matter how minuscule without him knowing. Except if the intruder is a god. A major god.

"Understood. Can you lead me to it? This violet butterfly?"

Izanagi leapt and flew towards the direction Souji pointed to. He did not like it. Different pantheons should not encroach upon others without warning. And he felt it now. A realm different from his was entering his domain.

After a while, he landed on top of cold grey floor. The design was foreign.

"The Greek Pantheon."

A giant gate riddled with chains. No, it would be foolish to call such a thing a gate. It was a seal. A seal to bar the thing behind that huge monstrosity from coming into the world of humans. And in the middle of it, a young boy sleeps a dreamless sleep. A handsome young boy with blue hair.

"Excuse me! Where is this?"

His voice traveled kilometers, but there was no answer. The boy was silent. But then he heard something. The creaking of an old clock, the ticking of a clockwork.

Then he saw a figure, sleeping on a chair of white harp, moving and grating like someone not familiar to her body.

"Intruder detected. Proceeding with elimination."

It was an otherwordly beautiful girl, her eyes cold and dents on her steely flesh adding to that odd charm. Her arm was extended.

"!"

RATATATATATA!

A slew of high speed bullets tore the air. Souji managed to evade at the last second.

"An enemy?" Souji drew his blade. But then a voice called out. Deep and sorrowful like the dream of monarchs.

"Stay your weapon, child of machinery, Aigis. The day has not come."

The marionette returned to her sleep and all signs of life lost. "Poor child, a love so pure and yet..."

The voice came from a demonic form that descended down from the top of the gate. His body was violet and his wings were coffins of Saints. There was no face but a mask of vanity.

"My name is Thanatos. Welcome to the Land Between, Izanagi No Ookami and his "other"."

"This place..." Souji began. "What is this place?"

"This is the first and last seal that protects the world from Erebus. The bane of humans. Right now, my "other" is acting as the lock."

"Your "other"?"

"Yes. I am one of the 185 Personas that serves as his many aspects. Just like you, Visitor of the Violet Room. But I am his closest and his farthest, therefore allowing me to speak to you now. My "other" is currently asleep. His consciousness forfeits to the Erebus."

"I see. So why is it that I am here? You want me to help you save him?"

"No. It is to warn you. A seal is nothing but a prevention measure. It is not an end."

"We belong to different Pantheon. But I see that this is not something we can ignore."

"Izanagi?" Souji called.

"Sleep now, child. Your role ends now."

When Souji woke up, he saw his familiar room. Draped in tiger skin and fur blanket. His beloved katana rested beside his bed and his wonderful, naked lover slept crooning her legs on his body.

"Naoto..."

Gently he removed her legs from his and kissed her forehead. A faint smile appeared on Naoto's face, and he was glad.

But it did not last long. Souji opened the curtain and bared his naked body to the moon. His face no longer a boy's but of a Yakuza Leader.

He grabbed his cellphone and dialed a number. A number he never thought he'd dial again. He did a deal with her once, and he did not like it much.

"...do you know what time this is...?" A feminine voice tickled his ears. It has a bedroom quality to it.

"This is Souji Seta."

"If it is not important, I'll execute you."

"Do you know someone with the persona...Thanatos?"