A long time ago, somewhere, there was a monster with no name.
The monster really, really wants a name. So the monster goes on a journey to find the name.
However, because the world is huge, the monster split into two and embarked on a journey.
One goes east and one goes west.
Go east with the monster and find a village.
"——Uncle Blacksmith, please give me your name."
"How can a name be given to someone?"
"——If you give me your name, I will enter your uncle's body and make you stronger as a thank you gift."
"Really? If I get stronger, I'll give you my name."
The monster entered the blacksmith's body. The monster turned into Otto the blacksmith.
Otto became the most powerful person in the village. But, one day...
"Look at me! Look at me! The monster inside me has grown so big."
Kali kali, gurgling, crunching, gurgling. The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside.
The monster turned back into a nameless monster.
It's the same in the body of Hans the shoemaker, clack-clack, clack-clack, crunch, cluck-clack. He turned back into a nameless monster.
It's the same in the body of hunter Thomas, kalika kalika, gurgle gurgle, crunch, gurgle. Or turned back into a nameless monster.
The monster went to the castle to find a good name.
"——If you give me your name, I will make you stronger."
"If you cure my illness and make me stronger, I will give you my name."
The monster entered the little boy's body.
The little boy became very healthy. The king was very happy.
"The prince has recovered! The prince has recovered!"
Monsters really like little boys' names. I also liked life in the castle, so even though I was hungry, I endured it.
Every day, my stomach growls with hunger, but I still endure it. But, because I was really hungry——
"Look at me! Look at me! The monster inside me has grown so big."
The little boy ate the king, his ministers and his servants all. Kali kali, gurgling, crunching, gurgling.
One day, the little boy met a monster walking west.
"——I have a name, a very nice name." Said the monster heading west.
"I don't need a name, I live happily without a name. Because we are monsters without names."
The little boy ate the monster that went west. He finally got the name, but there was no one who could call him.
John, what a nice name.