It was actually a beautiful day, blue skies with a few white fluffy clouds casting their shadows across the hill of green grass. Almost nothing about this day betrayed the fact that a battle had just concluded moments ago. But on the air was a sort of metallic scent. Strong enough that even a human could smell it. And just over the next rise you could find the source as it mixed into the grass, turning it an ugly pasty brown. Blood, and lots of it, from the hundreds of bodies that literally littered the field below. Both human and demon. One could even feel the tingle of holy and demonic powers ripple across the hairs of their skin.

Everything was relatively still with the exception of the eight figures on the top of the hill, four of them demon and four of them human. On this day, after centuries of blood loss, the four demon lords Inutaisho, Tadataka, Yoshitora, and Ryunosuke and the four humans, monks and miko Iesada, Noriaki, Mayoko, and the warrior Sugimoto, met to work out a peace agreement. One that would end this 900 year war and hopefully bring about a lasting peace.

Taking a moment to survey the field of chaos, the monk Iesada knew that any kind of peace would be better than full out war. It had been this very man who had spear headed the notion that demons were not mindless killers and humans were not weak ignorant fools. This meeting was happening because he was able to convince the warriors who held the most sway with their people of such and to finally meet and do something about it. Not an easy feat to accomplish, as the tension from the battle field was still alive and well between the eight of them now. But as his eyes fell onto the human encampment and onto Sadao his son and his son's just turned three year old son Fumio looking up in his direction, he was reminded of why it was so crucial to make this work. His family's future generations would know a life without constant raging war. A life were hopefully Fumio's children wouldn't have to experience the loss of their mother as he had recently. A world were humans and demons could work together side by side for the benefit of all, and perhaps even friendships could blossom. Although much time would be needed he would do everything in his power to ensure this peace and its possibilities for as long as he lived.

If it should be anyone it should be him to start this. Respected and feared as both a man of wisdom and a warrior, he would see this through.