It was late at night and Professor Walken was being talked out of his plan to try to confront Censilo himself. After only hours of confirming that the demon lord was in the City of Demons he wanted to see the high figure lord.

“Jonathan, this idea of confronting him is stupid. You have no idea how powerful he is. You could put yourself in serious danger if you go and find him. Even the silver looking machines I saw early tonight was scary enough. Just stay here and work out some more information about him,” Charles told him in the lounge room.

“It’s nearly midnight Charles and I don’t plan on seeing him tonight if you are worried about that. However I must see and find out for myself what is going on. Since Shentile only moves around the First Life World if it’s very important, it’s up to me to look after the area,” Professor Walken replied.

‘You never did like sitting around and doing nothing. I’m just warning you Jonathan about the very dangers out there. I’m going to bed now so make sure you are fine with yourself,” Charles said walking out of the room while Professor Walken had a cunning look on his face about Censilo.


The Hyper Camp was still buzzing alive while Hew and Serti were heading back to their bedroom lab sections. Serti handed out some of Hew’s papers to him.

“So the Jiko guy is still having personality issues?” Serti asked.

‘Yeah, I hope for not too long. Sarge is fine which is helping. Is Censilo still upset with Chisoutsa?” Hew replied.

“Getting worse by the hour, he doesn’t like sitting down and smelling the roses that guy. I have no idea how this is going to work out in the end,” Serti answered.

The two waved each other off to bed and the Hyper Camp was quiet again. Some lights were still around the area as Jiko and Sarge’s rooms were active. Jiko was awake in his room with a headache. He seemed angry for no reason and moved out of his bed naked as Censilo never treated his other creations with presents as he did with Chisoutsa. He was a giant compared to a large human as he walked around the room with a serious look on his face. He punched large holes in the room as he was bored and wasn’t able to train much. He then moved to the door and opened it. The door frame was too small for his abnormal chest width and muscles. He pushed his way through and smashed the sides away as he came outside the room and saw into the next. He saw Sarge inside and walked to her. Sarge was on the bed naked looking up at the ceiling as she normally did during the quiet moments.

“Hey there,” Sarge said seeing him in the room.

“What you up to?” Jiko asked her moving around the room looking serious and flexing his muscles.

‘Nothing much, trying to sleep,” Sarge replied.

“I can make you sleep and feel good,” Jiko answered.

Sarge looked around and then looked at Jiko, “How?” she asked.

Jiko closed the door and put a chair next to it and moved next to Sarge. He rub bed up Sarge’s inner thigh and she smiled, “That feels good.”

He moved up on top of her and whispered into her ear, “I don’t know who I am or why I was created. No one knows that and I want to find out why.”

He pushed his way inside of her and the pair moved together quickly and heavily. Outside the room a single blue light flashed for a second however the young built warriors didn’t see. Sarge was panting and moaning hard as Jiko lifted her up from the bed and moved her around the room. Sarge was placed on the chair and Jiko grabbed a towel and cleaned himself. His headache had healed however his head was feeling strange.

“I don’t know why I feel so weird. I have to go for a walk,” Jiko said heading out of the room.


The single blue light figure appeared as the Librarian whispered to Shentile who was looking around inside the Hyper Camp with him. Both were armed with swords.

“This is very quiet for a demon section. There’s a doorway through here Shentile then some stairs. Let’s have a viewing now,” the Librarian said.

Shentile nodded and the pair entered the doorway and went up the stairs and appeared inside a red lighting study room with Censilo inside. Shentile eyed off the demon lord and Censilo looked down with the Shentile spell book on the table between them.

“It is a true honor to meet the great Shentile again. For many years you have been protecting both Life Worlds from me. In most parts you have been successful but the one man army cannot win all of his battles. For you are powerful, you numbers are very limited. Only the old Librarian here will fight for you. How sad it is,” Censilo spoke to Shentile.

“Censilo, there will always be people to fight for the good. I have a young student willing to aid those in need. Censilo it seems you are too quick to the mark yet again. That has always been your downfall, how you quit to easily and never work hard enough for the end goal,” Shentile said.

Censilo suddenly threw himself towards Shentile with his sword unleashed and the two mighty swords touched. An energy beam of power clashed between the demon lord and the old master of mentors. Censilo struggled in his bid to push Shentile away.

“You have weakened during the transfer spell. It happens to people who are not meant to use the spell,” Shentile said with a strong face.

“You can take the spell book if you like. I have all what I need here now!” Censilo said backing off and being thrown to the ground by the power and sword of Shentile.

Shentile walked up and collected the spell book and looked towards the demon lord, “We maybe outnumbered by the growth of evil but the day will come when good will rise above all.”

“Between the two of you and the old vampire of the west, you stand no chance against me and the evil that grows,” Censilo reminded Shentile.

Shentile and the Librarian left the room and Censilo gave a smile to himself. He turned around and his thoughts changed to Chisoutsa, “I cannot keep training at this rate. I must keep my powers to myself. The wrath of Shentile will be hard enough to bear,” he said.


While the shadows of the old Japanese mentor and the Librarian disappeared from the Hyper Camp. Jiko was in Sarge’s room while she was kissing down his crutch he was remembering things that Hew was saying to him. He remembered about the special project that he was working on in the other room. That the mast demon had created. Sarge looked up with her long blonde hair running her tongue around his body. Jiko moved up and headed out of the room while Sarge waited for him. He looked at the room in the other section and entered.  He saw the sight of Chisoutsa and there was a sign of calm within him. Chisoutsa was quiet asleep in her chamber bed while moved up to her.

“She seems very beautiful. I have the feeling that this place was made for ill intent. I must escape here. I don’t want to be part of this. I don’t even know what I’m doing most of the time. My mind feels like it’s in many places at the same time,” Jiko said.

He touched the face of Chisoutsa and looked around the room again. He went to the corner and found himself a pair of black shorts and put them on.

“When morning comes, it’s time to leave,” he said.