Greetings. It is I, Tokio again. I need not introduce myself perhaps, as I did already in my last post. I am the last of the Martian people. I am also the nephew of Satan himself from Hell, though not to spread evil, but chaos and to live among you eventually.

I died honorably in 715 A.D. fighting the war I was drafted into for the Zabo clan. I was noble-born, yet I died and bled alongside other soldiers as we all were born to die for our King.

Prince Kuli Bopi was my strongest ally and companion, his loyalty being there for me till the end.

My spirit remains though my body has long rotted, and I am now typing through this vessel, the original owner of this account.