Imaginary emotions WIP

Admiration

It's been a week and I'll admit it feels weird finally catching the beast. Other than my usual everyday jobs, what else do I Chase? The biggest danger has been taken down now what? I mean I can visit Sir Bowen again. To be fair he's from hundreds of years before and almost everyone he must have known is long gone now. I visited him in the Bown household and I'll admit I felt overjoyed to visit. Other than the fact I'd hope Jacob is feeling better from the impact and see how Mr Dad is holding up but mostly I wish to see Sir Bowen, a legend whom I thought was only a myth. I thought he'd be only serious but he seems to be genuine. Doesn't matter his status he'll do what he wishes. I've never seen someone with such a strong spirit. Aside from his determination, he can also be quite humorous, whether intentional or not. Sometimes watching him explore the modern world makes me feel warm inside.

As I step in I'm greeted with Jacob’s father as he sat me down and poured me a cup of off brand soda as he asked me about the demon. I explained I was integrating the demon to learn what exactly it was and if their move of them. “Like Scrunch Chucks?” I was confused, “ who?” Jacob’s father showed me an old video of the demon as he was possessing Isaac but I hadn't recognized the other child included in the video. “Well I don't know if Scrunch Chucks is real or just a character.” I was intrigued, I'd have to ask the demon about this but right now I'm here to talk with Sir Bowen.

I finally find him in a spare bedroom sitting on the bed looking at different things such as small plastic toys or old video games. I sat beside Bowen watching as he carefully examined a purple square stuffed animal with poorly printed sharp teeth. “Good evening Sir Bowen,” the knight looks up and nods seemingly more fascinated in the toys and Gizmos in a box of old toys, probably Jacob's. I clear my throat before asking “It looks like a fine day outside, would you like to join me for a walk?” I held my breath waiting for an answer as Bowen replied with “Yes, I wouldn't mind.” As we walked around the apartment complex I asked him “Mr Bowen, what motivated you into becoming a knight?” in his same monotone voice he answered “Although probably not shocking it was to serve my kingdom but I guess it's now Long gone lost to time.” I couldn't really think of anything else to talk about so we continued our walk in silence. The rest of my day was quite uneventful. I found myself trying to find something to distract me as my day continued, even searching up different folklore to see if they're real so I could hunt for sport.