~Shikama Doji~

Losing a child is a true tragedy, and one that no one should have to endure. Absolutely no one. But Sikama survived, despite this oversight. Even creating copies of Mikaela's image didn't help. They were all... identical in appearance, they were all alike: but they were copies. And a copy cannot replace what was lost. The obsession with bringing back his son knew no bounds, since the First Founder was going to such lengths, risking the lives of others. But it was for his son, and... for others too. Even despite his true form and essence. But let's move on to the other side. Shikama, despite his enigma, turns out to like spending time alone: ​​thus, he reflected on many things: his mistakes, the boy's smile, the fact that he wasn't strong enough to protect him... But on the other hand, he consoled himself with the thought: he would succeed. This experiment, the recreation of new angels, demons... vampires, would be a success. Shikama had many plans. They're just still on the back burner. He sat absolutely still. Only the rustle of his enormous wings broke the silence. He didn't even open his eyes. The overall impression is of such a huge figure: he looks lonely. Indeed. Sikama didn't want to remember that moment. He wouldn't. He shouldn't have. He didn't ask, didn't demand understanding for his situation. But all those who saw him in that state will never forget. No one dared even mention it, as if they feared his anger or even a simple glance. Even if he was excessively calm. And calm can sometimes even be frightening. Questions remain unanswered, yet they surface every time. How far is the First Founder willing to go? And what sacrifices is he willing to make to reclaim what was lost and rightfully his? And what can we expect from him next? These are the fundamental questions. Actions: unpredictable, results: also. One can only hope that Sikama doesn't overdo it. And if that happens... Then this will be the end. …