CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Standing before Takashi was the god of death a shinigami. "You dare summon me a entity that you have no control over?" The shinigami spoke and his voice shook the whole prison, Takashi couldn't see behind him but the warden saw every inch of the entity. The entity had an humanoid body that stood  at least 12 ft tall, bandages wrapped around it's whole body except the mouth, which had rows of sharp teeth. With a hunch in it's back it's arms hung like a gorillas. Takashi heard a loud thud sound, he didn't bother to look because he knew it was the warden. "Han Takashi  of the Han villages, hidden in the edge of the Jukai ( Sea of Trees ) but the humans call it the suicide forest. Your people are necromancers who can manipula-." "Cut the lecture, my friend is dying and has a curse on him by witches. What's the deal?" Takashi said, losing his patience with the god of death, but the shinigami cocked his head. "Deal? We shinigami don't do deals, when summoned we take  souls either it's their time or the one who summoned us makes the shinigami take a soul my force." The Shinigami said mouthful but was right and with time running out Takashi needed to think fast. "Um Han, what the hell is that thing?" A familiar voice said, turning around Takashi saw his friend was up and alive. "Ronin! My gosh I thought is was over for you. That's the shinigami that's sealed in me." "You don't say huh?" The detective walked up to the shinigami and ripped his shirt open. "You don't do deals that I know, but you do favors am I right?"