Enmu is known for being a clingy person, holding on others, despite the situation he was in. He seeks out for comfort and love, to avoid facing the real problem, even while sleeping. It was than either his cat or one of his pillow or blanket, he hugged tighly, just to sleep calm. A old habit he has for a long time, but despite that, he still cried a little in silent. Enmu hold the pillow tighly, wrapping his arms around it and even cling on it with his legs. His grip tighten to hold it closer to him,as if his life depends on it. It was the same way, he hugged the people he carred about in his sleep. He cuddled with his Mentor like this, till he was on his deathtbed and befor when he was younger, with his grandma. Enmu sobed, as he recalls old memories. Memories, were he was a little boy,probably five or four,if not even only three, but they are really blurried. He can remember all the times, she was angry for the name his parents wanted to give him gave him and how stupid they are.

"Youre parents are stupid." She complaint, ad Enmu sat on her bed next to her, as she pat his head. "They wanted to name you nightmare because they hated you or think, it was fitting, but because youre mother ignored all the pregnancty symptoms and when you got born, she thought, she died and youre parents called it a nightmare. Screaming it during the birth, they wanted to gave you the name cause it was fitting in they eyes, but i manage to change it into Tamio." Enmu could saw, how she rolled her eyes, befor putting a hand on his cheek. "Youre nothing negativ. Youre parents are both beautiful but stupid. You got they beauty already." She explained with a soft voice. It was unusual for her to be so kind. "But i hope, you are a smart boy." With these words, she gave him a kiss on his forehead. He was not that much of a talker back then. Always silent. This worried Grandma, to the point that she got with him to the doctors to check, if he was not affected by the mistakes. His mother was a beauty, the village beauty and when she got the extra weigh, she hide it with corsettes and controlled her eating even more , not knowing that it was because she carried a little one in her. Befor Enmu was born, both his parents never knew, were baby's came from, leading to such mistakes and it makes his grandma sick, that his little one sufferd. "You sure, he is all fine? He barely talks or shows a behaivour of a child. I'm just scarred, he may have something what will affect him forever.' The doctor and sighed and took a look at me. "He seems to grow into a healty height and he don't seem to be affected anymore." He explained to her, but she was not happy. "My grandma instincts tell me something different. He is not healty, but i can't tell, what is it." She said as she was close to cry. "I just want my familie, to be happy, including our little one here." No matter how many doctors she send me to, they all say the same. It was confusing,but Enmu closed his eyes and hold her hand. She smilled. "You a little diamond." She said and hold him closer to her, stroking his back a little. Back then, Enmu used to crawl on her bed. It was comftorbal for him and so it was too. His head resting on her arm, as he slowly falled asleep. It was the good times, but the next morning, he remembers, how his mother took him up. It was so sudden and he was barely awaked. She just took him in her arms and gave her a smile, crying. "Shhh, rest." She whisperd, caressing his hair. His mother always locked like a sea goddess and the tears just added it to the picture. His father meet her in a sea near by. He was collecting wood for the fire and she was taking a bath. As he saw the sea beauty, he immeaditly wanted her to be his wife and she felt inlove too. She fits perfect in what Enmu's ancestor want to stand for. Enmu,despite his cruel meaning was a name of beauty, probably to hide the true meaning of it, so Grandma accepted them and she married into the family. Thats, what his parents, especially his father, told him many times, but he was nowere to be seen. Enmu could only hear his cry. "Go back to sleep." She whisperd again and left him clueless, whats just happend. She just carried him to bed, not saying i love you. She never did it when he was growing up. She just smilled at him and leaved and leaved his room. He was tired and felt asleep quickly, not realizing that it was the last time, he saw his grandma, the last time, he cuddled with someone for a long time, wich coukd explain the comfort he was seeking. He rememberd this time cause after this, they seem to get more and more inpatiended with him, cause he could never fulfill the things, the other kids can. How should he, when he can feel, how senseless his life got? Dreams and reality got mixed together and left him confused and only grandma seem to noticed it. But it never bothers him. He loved his parents.

He cuddles himself on his pillow. It was wet on the spot, were all his tears felt on, but it don't bothers him. He just wants to feel someone close to him. Why is it so hard to escape this feeling, this nightmare?