Meeting the Elder

In the next morning they started to climb the mountain again. Jims legs felt like they where about to fall off but the others seemed to be fine. He wondered if it was because they where demons. 

After walking about five hours up the mountain Jim started to see a big complex of around five houses. Morticia explained that some of the relatives of the elders lived here with him. They entered the complex through a wooden red gate with some type of roof that swung up towards the ends. Morticia told Jim that this whole complex was inspired by old Japanese architecture. 

After passing the gate they where meeted by 3 men in robes and shavedd heads. The men greeted them with a deep bow wich was returned by Jim and the others.

They where led into the bigest house of the five wich was in the middle of the complex surrounded by 4 smaller ones.

They where led into a big hall with a wooden floor and a high roof wich was supportet by big pillars made out of a darker wood. The room had an open layout and only paper walls where disconnecting them from the outside where water could be heard flowing.

In the middle of the room there was a man sitting. He looked older than the others Jim had seen up until now. He also was differently clothed to the others. he whore a green and blue Kimono.

When they entered the room the three men bowed again but this time way deeper when Jim saw this he bowed aswell so did the others. 

"Welcome to my little home. My name is Cruella Hiroshi. May i ask what brought you here with my granddaughter?"

The man said with an emotionless face.

Jim had a confused look on his face. He couldnt believe what he just heard.

'Did this man really just say that Morticia was his granddaughter?'

Morticia greeted her grandfather. She told him why they where here. That Jim was a human lost in this world without memorys and that they wanted to ask Hiroto for help.

This whole time the mans expression didnt change even once. Jim didnt know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

When morticia had finished talking Hiroto took a while to say something wich made Jim even more nervous. He could hear his heartbeat as loud as chirch bells ringing in his ear. When Hiroto finally broke the silence he had a look of sadness on his face.

He told them that he didnt know why Jim was here but that he would try to help them as good as he could to bring him back but sadly he didnt know if he could help with the memories.

He told them to wait here while he was preparing some tests to figure something out. Those words worried Jim greatly. He wondered what this man meant with test and why they needed them to get him back to his world.

When Hiroto returned he brought four more servants. They all where holding wooden boxes of different sizes. Hiroto explained the first test as the first man stepped forward. 

He told them that this test would determine Jims strengh wich was important to know because if he was to weak he could die if he would travel between the worlds. the man stepped forward and opened the box, he pulled out a sword wich had a red line in the middle that ran up about halfway of the blade.

Hiroto explained that this red line would show how strong a user was. When He grabbed the sword the line expanded about three fourths of the blade. 

He handed the weapon to Jim. 

When Jims fingers wrapped around the handle the line went up all the way of the sword. The line continued its path down the actuall edge of the blade all the way down to the Tsuba (Guard) of the sword.

Everyone in the room was shocked at the sight and one of the servants that brought them here even fell over out of fear. The first one to break the silence was Hiroto. "Hows that possible no one else than the demon king was ever able to do that. Just who are you." He said with his eyes full of a mixture of fear and exitement. 

Jim quickly gave the sword back. He didnt really believe the test since he felt like he was the weakest in the room. 

"Now that we know your full strength will you tell us who you really are? You cant hide behind the facade of your memory loss anymore." Hiroto said. He had regained his composure and was standing there with the sword in his hand. The sword, his horns and his eyes where pulsating with power.

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