Yanwang had heard rumors of some ghosts lurking around Ginger Town and as an ogre he did have a job to do. Growing up maybe him feel more responsible to do the right thing. Plus it was the closest thing he could do to being a hero. Especially agiasnt ghost were really bad people. Yanwang was chasing one right now. "Come back here." The ghostly man ran across the street into an alley. "You won't take me ogre. I wanna keep living." Yanwang huffed. "You can't just haunt your Ex-Wife for twenty years. You gotta let it go man." Yanwang tried to explain as the man nodded. "Yah I'll move on..To my third Ex-Wife I go!" Yanwang disspeared and hit he man to the ground "Nah like I mean to heaven." The man looked up as he began to fade away. "Oh?" Yanwang frowned, he didn't feel good doing it but he knew it was the right thing to do. Still he also felt something was wrong like he had only just taken out the small foe and their was something much worse waiting for him. He wondered if he was going crazy? Yanwang shook his head. "Your fine Yanwang don't go crazy."