Of Love Daemons and a French man
Kamili's Part
It was
deep into the night as a blond haired Ronin was
hanging in a terrible nightmare of the future and the past.
Sage tossed and turned as the dream spoke to him. In the dream, Sage was at the
Nightless Hotel. Ryo had gone on his 17th birthday to
the lodge. On the building, he could see all of Japan.
Everything was so cheerful. Birds were singing, children were laughing. All of
the activities stopped as a shadow appeared. In a flash, everything was gone
from color and morphed to black and white.
"Ta…Talpa?
Then a mysterious voice came from out of
the wind. "No Sage, I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. My real identity is
none of your concern for I no longer co-exist in the mortal realm; expect that
you may know me as a simple European Priest. The box which has captured your interest, contains a Daemon from the dark ages. This
particular Daemon like others were trapped within
boxes to pay for their crimes against humanity. They become a
'genie-type' servants to a human master or mistress. Though I fear this
information is no help to you, I do come to inform you of what must be done…
You must destroy Belford before he finds a way to destroy you and your friends.
He may be chained to a box, but even he has ways to twist his mistress and
masters, they have no protection from him and may end up doing his deeds. You
know what you must do for you are a Samurai and knowledgeable in such tasks…so
go and do it. However, beware of your young woman friend…" Then the dream
started to fade away, echoing, "Beware". Sage woke
with a violent shock! What the
hell! The daemon…, Sage thought
The daemon?