"And so the mighty samurai bound the monster and lf our ancestors as it's wardens. They built a city upon it's back to weigh it down further, least the magic chains wear, using whatever they could find. But they dared not leave the monster's shadow. Thus they relied on the wares of traders and travelers who had come to look in awe of their prisoner. Today, the monster does little but submit to it's fate and paitently awaits the day it's prison will falter and it can once again ravage the world."

"Is that really true father?"

"Haha, of course not my boy, it is but a statue."

... rrr...