> Hit Exit so we can see the title screen.
> Continue.
You patiently wait for the
save file to load. Good
loading times aren't particularly
numerous!
> Be Shanghai.
> -=->
> -=->
> -=->
> [S] Enter player two.
The world is full of of
supernatural phenomena. In fact, there are so many different kinds, it's hard to classify them, simply because there's so much overlap.
If you were to try to define "
magic" (as opposed to
power from the gods, or
ghost activity, or
just plain weird stuff happening), though, the definition would have to be something along the lines of "
supernatural activity which is deliberately caused by an
intelligent living being."
You know,
sorcery and
spells. The kind of thing
witches do.
Explosions and
potions and whatnot. (Of course, by that definition, "
fairy magic" also qualifies ...)
There's even a
spell for turning yourself into a
youkai of the
magician species.
In the middle of the
Magic Forest, there is a
cottage that is, quite naturally, about the same size on the inside as it is on the outside. It has been inhabited continuously by a family of
youkai-magicians for the better part of sixty years. Originally, it had only one
inhabitant; but then the family expanded, first through
marriage and then with
children.
And you (speaking of which)?
> -=->
You are
Carroll Kirisame. You currently in the
immature stage of a
youkai-magician's life, which means that your body ages like that of a
human. You are vaguely aware that your family is
highly unconventional, but nobody seems to care, so you don't either. When you were
seven years old, in spite of the best efforts of
everyone around you, you became obsessed with
the color pink, like all
seven-year-olds (though fortunately this did not extend to your
choice of clothing, which was being made by your
mother until fairly recently); however, now that you are
eight, you're thinking of changing your bedroom back to being
white. Or maybe
blue.
Your plans are currently
approximately nonexistent; you've done your best not to make any
commitments today, because your
parents have been putting something together in hushed tones, and evidently want to
surprise you.
Eight-year-olds tend to be more perceptive than most
adults give them credit for, although in their defense, your
father tends to begin revelations of such things with "
So, you've probably figured it out already, but ..."
Regardless, there's still probably plenty of other things to do which won't interrupt whatever your
parents are planning today (yeah, you're pretty sure it's
today). You're a
magician, after all. What will you do first?
