As Samael landed, he was in a mountain area covered in thick forest. The debris and charred remains of the ark all landed in some sort of a village. A young child, about seven or eight years of age, was playing around the area, without a care in the world. The child had dark crimson hair, brown eyes, was olive skinned and looked rather well-fed.

"Mama? What happened here?"

"Sekuro, I told you not to play by that junk that fell from the sky!" His mother shouted, feeling a bit under pressure. The young boy sure seemed to be full of energy. He checked every area for artifacts that might have came from the ark, but as he was doing so, he came upon a gruesome discovery.

"This pendant, this was worn by......" Sekuro paused, tears building in his eyes. "......PAPA!"

As he started to wail loudly in sadness, his mother came rushing by his side. She opens the locket and a note comes springing out.

"Loria, my dear wife, Sekuro, my dear son. Don't worry, I'll be back when our mission is done....." The woman read, feeling great sadness over-powering her. "OH MY LOVE! NOOOOOOOOO!"

As five years passed, Sekuro was thirteen and had some ambitious thoughts on his mind. He wanted to get even with whomever or whatever killed his father and his friends in the ark. So the young boy started to take up many self-defense classes and was taught many magical mantras to help him along. Samael secretly watched the youth bathe himself in a creek, brushing his hair.

"I remember when I was like that once." Samael thought to himself. "My parent's souls and life force have been snuffed from them and sent to the pool of souls, and I still wonder, what did kill them?"

Now, Sekuro is of nineteen years of age, and now he has married a woman twenty-one years of age. His wife was ready to bear his first child anytime soon.

"I cannot wait, I am going to be a father soon!" Sekuro cheers out as the midwife was helping out his wife. "If it's a boy, I shall name him Ketsuo. If it's a girl, I shall name her Yumi."

"I bet my father was like that with me." Samael thought to himself, smiling. Finally, the child was born and everyone was cheering with anticipation.

"The child......." Sekuro's wife panted, quite exhausted.

"The child.......is a girl!" The midwife told the worn woman.

"Our girl Yumi!" Sekuro cheers out. The midwife handed the baby over to his wife, whom admired her daughter's beauty. Samael sat watching in secret, smiling.

Now, ten years have passed. Sekuro, his wife and daughter were a travelling bunch of nomads, whom rode a giant bird what looked like a crane. They did not seem to mind their life as nomads, going from one land to another. It was like enlightenment travelling from one land to another. Now, all of a sudden, a big gigantic dragon started to head right for the family and their clan.

"Sekuro! Watch out!" His wife cried out in terror, brandishing her Ion Cannon.

"Papa! Be careful." Yumi shouted, studying the creature. She knew that water would extinguish the out of control beast, so she practiced mantras of the water element. Sekuro held out what a weapon that appeared to be part gun and part harpoon.

"So, you must be the monster whom destroyed my father and his crew." Sekuro thought to himself, as he aimed the gun towards the beast's head. The man shot out harpoon-like bullets all over the fire dragon. He shot so many harpoons that the dragon started to come down in a clumsy sort of fashion. This gave his wife and daughter a good chance to help out. "Now girls, now is your chance!"

So his daughter, Yumi, summoned a bunch of ice spears to weaken the fire dragon, making it rather sluggish. She kept using the ice spears to make the creature weaker and weaker. Now is the chance for the wife to shoot down the monster with the Ion Cannon, blowing the beast apart and making it give out weak shrieks. Yumi then took out her scythe and slashed the creature's belly open. Before she knew it, her father grabbed her and his wife, and ran for it. They sensed something was to go possibly wrong.

"It's gonna blow!" Sekuro screeches out as he and his people fled the area. Now, the fire dragon blew up into glowing, fiery pieces, littering the landside, which is now known as 'The Grave of the Insane Dragon'. Samael observed and was quite impressed by how strong mortal strength can be.

"All is well that ends well." He thought, looking onto the celebration of slaying the dragon that became mad. Samael decided to leave the area, let the people celebrate life, and search for the one he yearns for.