Victory of Time

A small room that illuminated from the sun rays, three eyes glared to each end of the empty room as if from a sleeping posture. The empty room was not empty though, it displayed a worn out bed at its very center. A man weighing around nineties slept in it, as he was doing for decades or what his mind made him think- eternity. The man, wasn't sure why he was wherever he was, nor did it actually hit him, because it was odd enough he knew exactly who he was and what he was supposed to do. It was a feeling that somebody played with his mind and now he was supposed to meet this somebody, because this somebody had implanted a message in his brains for the meet. The man stood up, getting ready wherever he was supposed to go. A scroll fell flat under his bed and this somebody again triggered the man to open the scroll. The man, who stood well above six feet, took his time to bend down to fetch and unseal the scroll. Out came various weapons - A fan supposedly made of banana palms, yet another wooden fan, few dark pills in a palm sized glass container, a ordinary bow with a stack of ten sharp polished arrows, three Explosive Tags and a Sealing Tag, three retracted Fūma Shurikens, a Spear,katana, Shakujo and pouch containing kunai and shurikens, which the man felt lazy to count. According to orders, he was supposed to carry them to a location. Stacking the weapons the man thought,"These weapons tell me, I have to go hunting for possibly demons. But why the pills ? its going to be a matter of minutes right ?" With nobody to answer his doubts, the man took a card which read "Project R-Reborn" and mad his way to the window. Looking outside it was far too sunny, a weather he hated. Using the katana he had got from this someone, he slashed the wall, making his exit from the coffin and made his way slowly and steadily to paradise.