What is this trickery? I do not recognize this beach or these waters. Is this the work of those foul demons?

If any of the villagers have been harmed, know that I will maim whoever is responsible for this.

[There is the sound of fabric rustling, like heavy clothing being dragged across the ground. The sound of slow steps follow the rustling. It seems like the new arrival is a little winded as she is breathing quite harshly.]

This is...quite strange. I did not think it would look at all like this.

But this is not wholly unpleasant. It is rather peaceful ( Read more... )

Where am I?! This isn't Kamiki! This isn't even- WHA? Wh-what's happening?! The sand is disappearing and-

Where did all this green come from!? It looks like my home! But-

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...Who dares to try and trick Susano, THE GREATEST WARRIOR EVER?! Is this the work of d-d-d-demons? Well, they better beware! I'll slay them all with my mighty sword, ( Read more... )

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[A familar scene slowly paints itself upon the pages of the journals obtained by the new residents. Crashing waves, warm sands - it's a perfect rendition of Ryoshima coast. But wait, what's this? Why is there a journal lying open and upside down in the sand? And where is the owner of said journal? Hm, perhaps someone should come by and ( Read more... )

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I haven't had human hands in a long, long time. It feels awkward to write like this, but I have little else to do. The brush does nothing to the sand, and the sand seems to go on fore--

Ah! There's something! The horizon is opening up. That ought to help. All right. But--wait--this doesn't look like Shinshu Field. I leapt through to ( Read more... )

What.