” ‘Sigh’ – Another piece of garbage.” Kenzo tossed the book he was reading to his side. The warrior was resting under the shade of a tree, wondering if he’d ever find the answer he sought.  The ‘Ancient Stellan remedies for purging evil spirits’ tome that now laid in the floor was exactly the 1,427th book the Bellan had skimmed through looking for a solution. Kenzo took his hand and placed it over the right side of his face as he bit his lip. The evil looking jawbone protruding from his right cheek ached stronger than usual that day, reminding him once again of his greatest failure.

It had almost been twenty years since the then blue haired boy had been cursed by a Demon. Even if he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, Kenzo knew the magical seal branding his right arm was glowing with evil intent. He could feel the bloodlust oozing out of it, almost pulsating as if with life. The man had been stripped from his magical powers as a kid as a consequence, leaving him with a sinister jawbone and a hole in the middle of his torso. He’d spent years looking for a cure, but after discarding the book he’d just bought from a local witch for being useless, he was starting to lose hope.

The thought in itself irritated the man, making his blood boil for a second. His hot bloodedness made him stand up immediately, making him turn around as he blindly swung his sword against the tree that had given him shelter for the last hours. His golden blade immediately materialized out of thin air, cutting the thick, old tree as if made out of butter. Kenzo’s anger turned his face into a certainly scary one, only further complimented by the ominous jawbone that emanated an evil aura.

”Kyaaa!!!!” A woman screamed as the large tree slowly began to fall upon herself and her partner. The couple was having a picnic at the opposite end of where Kenzo swung and were barely able to jump out of the way before being squashed by the tree. The boyfriend – or at least whom Kenzo assumed to be her boyfriend – valiantly turned towards the culprit of their near-death experience. ”HEY YOU! You better apologize bastard!”

His words further irritated an already ticked Kenzo. It seemed like he needed to blow off some steam, and here was the perfect victim for it. His eyes glanced threateningly at the boyfriend while he traced with his tongue the tip of one of his “outer” fangs. ”You better get the hell out of here before things get scary Mr. Hero~” The mercenary pointed the end of his large golden sword at the man.

Kenzo was obviously not planning on doing anything life threatening to the poor guy. He was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. However, should no one be to interfere, the swordsman would give him the scare of a lifetime.