David Long, Beloved Dragon, God-King of Locus Seiryuu, Noble Amethyst of the East, is conspicuously absent.  As the day wears on, people become restless; where is their great leader?  Will he come at all?  What could possibly keep him away?<br/><br/>At long last, a large jet pierces the clouds above the chancel, circling overhead several times as explosions of fireworks guide it to the airport runway.  Crowds surge around as the plane comes to a stop, and there is an expectant hush as the door opens and the runway itself bends upward to form a ramp.  Then, dozens of beautiful girls, impeccably dressed, stream out and line either side of the ramp, forming an aisle to the edge of the crowd.  After that, men wearing billowing robes disembark, laying themselves down head to toe to form a living red carpet.  It is only then that the Sovereign appears, greeted by sudden and joyous exaltation, and begins to walk down the ramp.  Even as he trods on the backs of his followers, his weight is as a feather, and each footstep a soothing massage.<br/><br/>"My people!"  His voice booms over the celebration, his smile shining.  "This is a blessed day!"  As he walks, the crowd parts reverently, and he easily makes his way to the temple where his Familia is assembled, the ground itself lifting him up to the roof.<br/><br/>"Brother Monkey..."  He gives Wukong a warm hug, then turns to Amy and kisses her cheek tenderly.  "Dear sister Rat..."  At last he turns to Snake and clasps his shoulder.  "And our cousin Snake.  How does this day find you all?"