"Ladies and gentlemen, I now bid you adieu to go find a suitable lot to stand a house upon," the half demon announced with a bow. Up-righting himself he strode away to a vacant lot a fair distance back from most other buildings. Slowly, Raijiin pulled out his guitar and began to play, stirring up a violet mist that whirled into a thick fog. The fog intensified making it impossible to see anything more than a foot ahead. The melody soared higher and higher in tone and with a graceful slide down the lowest string the fog dissipated. Standing there where the fog shrouded the landscape previously was a two story house complete with Victorian spires. The house was black stone with bits of glass in reds and purples in the mortar. All of the windows were a translucent violet. "My how I love that color..." Raijiin sighed to himself. He stepped up the small flight of stairs to his front door and entered his newly conjured home. Inside, the human demon hybrid sat himself in a black wrought iron throne with velvet cushions. "I hope the others that live here will be friendly... it's been awhile since I've been able to have real friends let alone be close to someone..."