In times of grief and loss, it was said that a ray of light would appear beneath the murky depths of a crystal-clear lake at the foot of a mountainous valley. From this ray of light would come a beast of purity and grace, showering all with the glory of its presence.

The people would rejoice and celebrate its coming, laying out piles of food upon colorful blankets to share their wealth with others, and filling their days and nights with music and dance. Villages in utmost despair would prepare for this day, the day the beast would grace their lands, and even the lowliest would don their best outfits for the coming. The villagers, elders and children alike, rich and poor together, as one, would cry out in greeting:

"Jeep!"

And the mighty and graceful Hakuryuu would descend,

eat their food,

and leave the people to their misery and despair. Even now, the people wait for the beast Hakuryuu's coming, and prepare with song and dance and food, believing that when the beast eats, it is a blessing.

The end.

Goku: I want Hakuryuu's job.

Jien: This was a bedtime story, wasn't it.

Yaone: I believe it was.

Night, all.