67 Chapter 67: Bed Time Story (1/2)

In a space between to places of reality a figure appeared, he drifted there for but a tenth of a nanosecond, and yet it felt to him like an eternity.

Already fleeting emotions dying away, all happiness falling off through the rivers of time, what was left was a deep and unending desolation. The ancientness clung to his body like a curse.

The figure stood a massive fifty kilometers, pure physical might radiated of its body and the infinite live force that would and could never run dry. Undying and never-ending that was his life, it had been for billions of years and would be for billions. Stars would be born and die out but he would not, gods died but he did not a galaxy was born and one was destroyed and yet he still stands.

The figure looked upwards as it stared at the space around it, his body shrank until it reached two meters. The desolation was retracted as well as the ancient aura, yet some things just could not be hidden, for he still had an ancient air upon him as his very flesh and blood as existed much longer than even the planet he was currently residing on.

He was wearing a pair of black sneakers and sweatpants with a black tank top all fitting his pitch-black hair that was flowing down his back almost reaching his shoulders and his eyes that looked like two pitch-black orbs that looked like they were a portal to the eternal and endless empty void.

With his transformation complete he faded back into reality, appearing in what seemed to be somebody's room, it was filled with all kinds of stuffed animals and the bedding looked like it was meant for a little girl.

Because it was...

After having looked around for a while Azfius stared down at the one who was holding his summoning token, the little girl was also staring back at him with her eyes wide open and her jaw almost hitting the ground.

After staring at each other for about five minutes the little girl composed herself before speaking in a formal tone.

”A pleasure to meet you, I am Kunou daughter of Yasaka leader of the yokai in Kyoto”

She said as she proudly puffed out her nonexistent chest. From what Azfius could tell the Half-pint was probably around five or six years old, she had cute little fox ears that came out of her long and beautiful golden hair and nine fox tails that appeared behind her back.

After waiting for a while and gaining no reaction from Azfius, to be honest, he didn't even move half an inch more look like he was breathing, Kunou became a bit restless as Azfius was still staring at her.

She of course had tried to stare back but she did not been last half a second when she stared into those dark eyes. It made her afraid when she looked at them so she quickly looked away.

Shifting her feet restlessly she looked around for anything that could save her from this awkward moment.

”HELP!”

'What kind of voice is that!'

She screamed in her mind as she started at Azfius who to her annoyance was staring back at her with the same deadpan expression he had since he was summoned.

”Uhm...I...”

Bang*

The room the duo was in suddenly burst open as a figure ran inside.

”Kuoh what happened....”