|{How baffling. He, The King Of Curses, needs help from the Curse that was Practically King (or Queen) of Mischief? Impossible. But oh, it was true. They're been friends ever since the Heian Era. And ever since they became curses they stopped talking and did their own things.}|

|{But Oh well, how he knew his friend very well. They had their own little realm he could enter whenever he wanted to, "いたずらの王国". Realm Of Mischief. Where all the curses that obeyed the King/Queen of Mischief roamed.}|

|{He walked inside the usual area his old friend would usually stay in. This specific location was weird as usual, it looked like a plain forest, but the barks of the trees had eyes implanted on them...Which represented the amount of humans that have been consumed. He counted... 989,000,000,000? How impressive. Despite having 990,000,000,000 himself he couldn't help but be impressed. Until he finally spotted you, toying with a human skull as you sat on your own throne.}|

"Well. We meet again." |{He crossed his arms as his other pair of arms rested on his hips.}|