It's pitiful how people have let themselves to become so dependent on machines for comfort.

They depend so much on something that when it's gone they go insane

How pathetic.

 ...I really need to warm up on my kung-fu, more than I tahught I needed to.

On another note. I've found something stange here. I've met a nature spirit that takes pleasure in indulging in earthly mortal pleasures. Who would have guessed?

Does nothing ever stay still here??
I put some bottles of milk by the window, go to the bathroom, I come back and the window is covered with ice. There was even water seeping through.
Now my milk is frozen and I can't drink it.

I heard there was supposed to be some kind of tournament or something. I considered sighning up for it...but it seemed kind of pointless ( Read more... )

You know ghosts aren't a big deal. They're just wandering souls without bodies.

It's kind of strange though. Why are they all congregating? Does it have something to do with that Western Autumn holiday? This place works in such strange ways. Maybe I should try to talk to them...

It seems that the natural order of things that existed in the world where I came from don't apply here. Everyone gets ressurected after they die and this world automatically replenishes itself of rescources. Where I come from, the dead stay dead and everyone had to take caution as to not srip the Earth of its rescources. The concept of the rules of ( Read more... )

I don't know how many people here know this, but death isn't the end. The spirit always lives on.

And, since there seems to be a lot of strange things here and it's probably safe to say this, I can contact the spirits. 

Some cunt tricked me into telling me that she could send me back to my world so that I would give her a stupid cake?! What the f***?! 

 I thaught that it was just an illusion or a dream, but I've been wandering, and whatever this is, it's too elaborate to be either of those things ( Read more... )

 When I woke up this device appeared at my feet...
Then a strange man with silver hair and most of his face covered said that this wasn't the world...?

Am I dead? How did I die? Wait...if I were dead then wouldn't Bason seem like flesh?
Is this a hallucination? Or a dream? It feels so real? If it is a hallucination or a dream then what does it mean?