Dear grimoire,

Not long ago, I mentioned the death of a collector who had borrowed an object from my collection. An ancient necklace from the eras where humans were protected from evil forces by fierce and loyal ogres but now almost extinct due to corruption.

The necklace has found a host. It would even be more adequate to say that Hageshiiomo found a host. Once he had taken possession of his new body, he reduced to nothing the mortals in the nearby surroundings, including the descendants of the deceased collector. Despite the centuries spent locked in this artifact, he had kept his good old habits.

Once this bloodlust was satisfied, he noticed the box that contained his necklace, emblazoned with my symbol. This, he told me, is what gave him the desire to come and see me.

It was a pleasant discovery to know he was free again, despite his murderous inclinations. I will find out about finding him a pleasant place to sow the chaos he needs without getting us into any annoying trouble.

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-HEY ! OPEN, OLD COW !
Drumming on the gate of the Domain with its disproportionate force, the Oni continued to shout until it opened.
-Hageshiiomo? You are back ?
-HAHA! Aaaaah, my old Owlverlord carne! In my arms, my quail !
Hageshiiomo rushed to take the Owlverlord in his arms, much to the latter's dismay. Clutching the living shadow with all his strength, he exclaimed :
-Hohooo, how much I missed you, old owl.
-Your absence... was particularly notable here too, dear. It was calm. Have you had enough camaraderie for me to retreat to a reasonable distance now ?
-"Was calm", you said it well ! We're going to bring some good mood back to your freak cemetery, haha ! Come on, you offer me a drink ?

He did not let himself be asked to enter without invitation, admiring the elaborate woodwork of the entrance hall and its various doors allowing access to the wings of the Domaine.
Hageshiiomo hissed.
-Well. Still so old-fashioned, dude.
-Some things never go out of style, Hageshiiomo. So turn left, we will go to the boudoir to celebrate your return
They both headed in the direction indicated, arriving in a more humble room : a boudoir. The armchairs with delicate arabesques were covered in velvet, heavy curtains obscured the windows with discreet and comfortable alcoves, bookcases and display cases lined the walls with ancient works and parchments meticulously highlighted... The ogre took up residence without any manners on one of the sofas in the center of the boudoir. Owl sat down opposite him.
-What is the pleasure of your visit worth to me ?
-Boh, I found a body that was capable of enduring possession, I let off steam on the crowd, then I saw that it was you who had kept my orbs. I just came to check on you. So, what's new for you, old broad ?
-Nothing that changes from the ordinary.
-Still experimenting on mortals?
-Exactly.
-So you didn't find it ?
-Not yet, indeed.
-Sh*t... Still, there are new smells... Do you have a pet snake ?
-You are probably talking about Naga. I recently hired her to watch over the library. Or maybe Käärme, she provides us plenty of food.
-Oooh, a new librarian ! You could have named it something else, anyway. Saying Naga for a naga would be like calling me Ogre.
-The originality of nicknames has never been my strong suit, Hageshiiomo.
-Yep... I'll even end up believing that you never knew how to call me Hageshii at all, old cow. So you have new staff... Are you still recruiting ?
-It will always be easy for me to find a use for you in the field so that you can join the community. Perhaps you could keep Naga company in the Library, so that she is not the sole guardian of my works.
-Pffff... Books have never been my thing. Don't you have anything else, a little more fun to offer me ?
-I will think about such a place, Hageshiiomo.
-Mrh. Thanks, old owl. And otherwise... Something new for...
The cheerful ogre seemed to lose his infectious smile.
-Are you talking about the evil that is gnawing at you, dear ? Name it instead of keeping it quiet, fear is a weapon you should not give to it in your situation.
-I hate it when you talk like that... But yeah... Do you have anything new for... Corruption ?
-The only trail I can give you at the moment is that of the Cursed Twins.
-But it’s a legend !
-In the eyes of mortals, you and I are also myths.
-... You have a point, old b*tch.
Hageshii sighed, rubbing his forehead between his horns.
-Do you know where we could find them ?
-It is difficult to say more. But my eyes scattered across the worlds have not yet detected their presence.
-Sh*t. Hfff... Okay. Will you tell me if you find a place for me in the community ? In the meantime, I'll steal a room. They're upstairs, right ?
-Exactly. Take your comfort, I will find a use for you soon. I think I already have an option...
-WITHOUT being a subject of experiment.
-My first option is gone. Anyway, settle in, Hageshiiomo. I am confident that we will both find the answer to our questions. Oh and, if I may, get some cotton wool. Your neighbor is a little noisy.