Today I went to Shikoku to meet up with my contact of the Golden Chrysanthemums. When I passed by the jump gate to New Tokyo, I was disgusted with myself when I caught myself looking at it with longing. Behind that gate is my old life. It is ancient now, closed like those great metal claws that surround it. That life is over, Only I remain. Megaera.
They said they had an intresting business proposition for me, but in the end it was all just a disapointment. It is always a disapointment. When do they learn not to waste my time with this. I am Megaera, the mistress of Cassini! Not some thug that is intrested in petty things. I guess this is what happens when you deal with small minded mortals. Oh great goddess, when will your black light fill this universe again? To rid this existence of the inferiour beings that stain your glorious design?
