The Unknown Saga

Episode 1: Fear what You cannot understand.

This story begins in hell. Devils roam across the entire landscape, and many a demon is afraid to die when at such a high level of strength. The lower level demons are more afraid of getting a title that is incredibly beneath them. But at the end of the day, the fodder for the strong will be weeded out, and the strong will survive another day despite their relative inactivity. But there are the Primordial Demon's which simply survive because of their born strength. No matter who or what steps up to the plate, the primordial devil will do everything in its power to destroy this enemy. But one primordial devil is actually very unhappy with his life, down in hell. He's become so unhappy, that he has thrown his body to the devil's of the underworld to fear on his flesh and his spirit. He went for what could be described as a power nap, as he awoke...limber. The devil has gently patted himself to realize he had human skin, and human clothes...not good ones, but still. He had hair, and a scraggly beard. He would stand himself up and walk out of the alley he had spawned in, trying to get a look of the city he had actually been dropped in, as that would be good to know. Getting a sight of the culture does affect the way you would treat the culture.

He would examine the world around him, and see that he had been dropped in Japan. Specifically, Kumamoto on the island of Kyushu. He had taken a stroll around the city, getting a good grasp on what exactly he would be dealing with architecturally and Artistically. He would have gone to see the Kumamoto Castle, seeing that this place has militaristic backgrounds even if they don't showcase it now a days. He would have traveled further to see the Honmaru Goten Palace, walking to see the murals dedicated to those claimed as the shinto gods. He was mightily intrigued in such a concept, but had bigger things on his plate right now. Having left the Goten Palace, he would further his adventure to the city center, simply gazing at the lights. The boards, the electronic usage, the height of the buildings...he was mystified. How could humans do something so fantastically elegant in such a short amount of time? He was here not only but 100 years ago! He would navigate the dirt rounds south of the city, passing through the shinto gates so that he could get to the Suizenji Garden. With a smile, he would make his way towards the pond in the center, where he would kneel. Breathing in the air, he found a fancier scent; he wasn't alone.

He found himself being sat next to a woman, who looked as gentle as the blossoms around them. He would have simply gazed, absolutely mystified about her beauty. While Many would find this unnatural or disturbing, The woman in question had found it Charming. She had gently chuckled, before speaking openly; "If you'd like to talk, Id be open for it." The devil would nod softly, excited at the prospect, he needed to clear his head as it was just filled with random thoughts. "Id...Id love too. If i can ask first, what's your name...?" The opening question is bland but needed, and the answer he got was just as bland, but to him; it was beautiful. "Lucy. My name comes from my great grandmother. She was born in america, and came to Japan for the idea of a better life." She explained, smiling. "I actually have a photo of her, if you'd like to see." The Devil in question would nod, smiling softly. He felt this sense of giddy, His stomach twisting and churning with these feelings of admiration. He seemed to admire her beauty, and how she spoke, but he was yanked from his thoughts to see the
photo of Lucy's Grandmother. Seeing the Blonde hair, the slender sharp chin flowing into soft and hidden cheek bones. Those eyes, her piercing blue eyes; they were absolutely stunning.

"I see you like the photo?" she teased, gently thumping his shoulder. He would laugh softly, nodding as he would look at the water. "I'm
sorry, she looked very beautiful. I see you take a lot after her." His tone would remain stagnant but he would also try and dip into a flirtatious type of tone. He didn't know how to really...do this, so he's gonna have to wing it. "Wow, You really think so?" She said, a smirk forming on her face. "Why don't you tell me about it over dinner?" She said, giving him the photo of her grandmother, as she stood up and walked away with a soft and quiet chuckle. He would handle it with care before he turned it over and saw that her phone number was on the back of it, along details. It was 7:30 pm in Higashimatsuyama; Flying Garden Restaurant. The Devil felt himself become the luckiest inhuman on the face of the earth, and he immediately ran off from the serene pond, needing to find a clothes shop. He needed to figure out, a lot in a very short span of time. He just...sprinted. He had determination in his eyes and he had purpose in his heart, so he sprinted to Higashimatsuyama, taking several Hours worth of time. He needed to find a spot to get good clothes, and fast.