A few hours have passed, as I sat there wondering what had happened.
As I lay in my bed, I thought to myself.
"Who or what is Shenzeikano, and why did I yell out that name.."
I decide to call its name out once again
"Shenzeikano" I say in a hollow voice.
The shiny sword with a crimson blade floats to the side of my bed"
The words, "I am Shenzeikano, the sword of the great warrior Rio" travel through my head
I jump back, in shock that the sword has spoken.
"Y-you talked?!" I claim in fear
"No, I converse through telepathic messages. Now my child what have you summoned me for"
In fear I reply "What are you, exactly and where did you come from?"
There was a moment of silence.
Shenzeikano spoke once again
"My name is Shenzeikano, I am a sword that has been passed down through generations'
I sit up and listen
My first owner, and creator Jasmine Sunkinoku, was what we call a Shadow Fighter."
I ask, "What is a shadow fighter exactly?"
Shenzeikano answers with, "A shadow fighter is in a sense, someone who fights off phantom spirits."
I reply "I see, so does that mean I'm a spirit fighter now?"
"Yes" Shenzeikano replies
"I wonder, am I the only one?" I ask
Shenzeikano replies "No. There are four other shadow fighters apart from yourself. The assassin Santana, The ninja Jana, The swords-woman Leeah and finally, The esper Kaylee"
I reply, "I see, I understand now. Thank you for the explanation. Now what can you do"
Shenzeikano replies, "It's not what I can do, it's what YOU can do young Shiro. Everything I can do, reflects off of your will and strength. That's the power of Shenzeikano."
I say, "I understand, thanks again."
Shenzeikano disappears into the mist of the air, waiting to be called again.
I lie down on my bed hoping to get some rest before tomorrow starts.