The air was cold and crisp as cherry blossoms fell on the ground, only the sound of wind passing through the trees would be the only thing that could be heard. Though you would be dead wrong to assume that you would be alone at this time of night. A man was sitting under a cherry blossom tree as he seemed to be meditating, only an aura of everything great came from this man. Except for this one thing... This man was a demon.