Will: I

There were phenomena that shook the world, and those that did not, just like there were those born to lead the world and those born to follow. General Samoa was both of these things. He was a man born to lead the Wind Demons, but destined to follow the rule of one who was the king of all the Wind Demons. Such a man had been lost in a time of war protecting his liege, losing his memories and sense of self; but he was awake now, and the world recognized him for it.

*Boom*

The skies screeched in pain as a presence greater than the feeble attempt of the Wind Demon King that led to his current slumber, descended upon the world. The man who was lying silently on the floor stood up, his hair fluttering in the wind and his skin regaining its glossy colour. The paleness that was characteristic of the Undead was swiftly replaced by redness, and the eyes that had been unfocussed all this while were closed; and when those eyelids fluttered open, time ceased for just a moment.

*Cackle*

The laughte