I'm the only one

Hattori expected some sort of verbal response, but instead the lights rushed at him and closed in before he could dodge out of the way. He stood there as a cold feeling descended upon him, coiling down his spine till it worked its way outwards down his limbs and then down to the tip of his tail. The Shogun was not an easy man to unsettle and yet creeping dread surged within, strong and forceful as though the emotion was his own and not forced upon him. Glancing down at his form he looked about the same, which meant... Were they inside him? Was he possessed? He didn't feel any different, for now...

"Tell me what you want." He repeated, insistent. They had his attention and had gotten closer to him like no one else ever had, tugging at the strings of his worries like a ghost from his past.