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I believe some clarifications are in order.
Indeed I was Jenii's employer. Through a great deal of exceptional bad things, threats and the like, blackmail, I obtained the "loyalty" of the Shadow Generals of the Youkai. Jenii was merely one of Seven. He is simply the last one living. Indeed, he is one of few Shadow warriors to still be living.
I think it quite apparent by now that although I went to Makai of my own free will, I too came under the service of another. I did not gain the power of the Seven Generals on my own. Indeed, before I was employed, I had only a small force attempting to claim a bit of territory for myself. It was during that time that I befriended Bastian.
Over time I became as deluded as those I was deluding myself. I fell to the sway of my employers and superiors, the lure of power, lusts of grandeur. But I was not always that way.
At one time I was a Nobleman, I had lands, a family, a fine enough mortal life, as any other vampire story you might hear. I belonged to this world. I don't remember anymore what drew me to Makai, what let me fall so far. Revenge perhaps, despair. I knew nothing of the conquest, of death and destruction, as my employers wanted.
That all fell apart of course. There are no more Shadow Generals save one, there are no more grand armies left in the lands of youkai. I don't care to return to Makai.
So to get a visit from my old employer was quite upsetting. I am not the person I was under his power, and I regret having ever served him in the first place. I refuse to do so again, even under threats, even without the protection that some others enjoy. I doubt I deserve anything better than for him to cut me down in his desperation. Afterall, I can blame no one but myself for what I have done with my life.
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