Enmu

Under the shroud of night, the Infinity Train traversed through the tracks. On top of the locomotive stood Enmu, as the moon acted as his spotlight.

His hands clasped behind his back, Enmu knew he had everyone under his palm.

The entire train was a feast befitting a demon of his caliber.

"...All of those passengers, sleeping comfortably, are they perhaps enjoying the dreams I gave them? Mhm~"

He murmured to himself; he giggled with mischief in his tone; as he gazed out at the landscape.