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Ryu couldn't clam down, the hole on his chest grew bigger and bigger and bigger until he was gone.

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Abel gently smiled, "would you like to head upstairs then?" he asked, drawing small circles into her hand.

Shadow continued to wander the mansion, still unable to find anyone or anything that was alive or undead. He started to wonder if he even managed to escape and that all of this was just some kind of strange dream that he was lost in. He was clueless and a little intimidated at the lack of life in the mansion, he was still waiting for one of the many daemons that he had encountered to jump out and try to kill him. In time Shadow made his way to the roof were he sat on the edge with his legs hanging off the building.

Shadow turned to face the person who had hugged him, a confused look on his face. He felt as if he knew the person but his memeories were still repressed for his time in the daemon raelm. The blood from his enemies crusted and flakes of it fell from his body. "Do I now you...." he asked as he sniffed the air gathering that the woman was human with soemthing else that he couldn't identify.

Shadow scratched the back of his head with his left hand. He focused on his past for a moment, trying to recall who he was and why this young lady knew his name. "I am... confused and... my mind isn't as it should be. The voices of daemonic gods tormented me for what felt like centuaries." he said, having no idea why he had spoken. he felt as though talking with this woman may help his mind return to what it was previously. "How do you know me?" he asked.

Shadow twitched a little as Nadea spoke. The events seemed familiar to him but he still couldn't place anything. He wondered what else he had forgoten, what else had left his mind and who he had left behind in this place. "My mind seems to have failed me. I am sorry. You do smell familiar as dose everything here but I can't seem to place anything." he said.

Shadow had to think for a moment. What was he to say about a raelm of constant combat and coruption. "The place I was in... was a horrid place. Four gods constantly fight for supranacy with thier daemon hoards in a never ending war. The sounds and smell of the place were horrid, the land scape was corrupted beyond beliefe. Not even the trees had been spared from it all. The taunting and the ofers of power constantly rang in my head. Since they couldn't corupt my dead flesh and they couldn't corrupt my soul since it is cut off from them since I am technicaly dead, they tried to convert me, they tried to get me to join them." he said as he sat down next to Nadea and took a long draw from the cig.