Takarashi
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- Posted: Sun, 17 Aug 2014 01:48:07 +0000
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Infinite, unknown, terrifying darkness. To say that this is what the young man 'saw' would be inaccurate because he did not have senses. He could not feel his body, taste his mouth, smell the air, hear his breathing, or, indeed, see the world. He was back in the womb with his entire being waiting to be conceived. Or perhaps he was dead, and this was the fabled afterlife, with all concept of feeling having been stolen from him. None could say. This state was something his mind could not comprehend. Only once he simply, unquestionably accepted this foreign concept did the wheels of fate begin to turn. Life was slowly breathed back into his body. The young man opened his eyes.
The world before him was strange and beautiful. Large buildings, stone roads, a magnificent fountain, and a slew of other people filled his vision. Idle chatter and a gentle tune hummed in his ears. The scent of freshly baked goods was graciously inviting, and admittedly took some willpower to resist. The air was sweet as the countryside, away from all manner of automotive exhaust and cigarette fumes. Best of all, though, was the sense of touch. His entire body teemed with energy, and his muscles felt as strong as tempered steel. He poked the palm of his hand with each finger, finding that everything worked like it should. Somewhere in the distance, near a gigantic onyx palace, quiet fireworks dazzled the bright blue sky and displayed a message - Welcome to the land of «Neo Aincrad»!
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Infinite, unknown, terrifying darkness. To say that this is what the young man 'saw' would be inaccurate because he did not have senses. He could not feel his body, taste his mouth, smell the air, hear his breathing, or, indeed, see the world. He was back in the womb with his entire being waiting to be conceived. Or perhaps he was dead, and this was the fabled afterlife, with all concept of feeling having been stolen from him. None could say. This state was something his mind could not comprehend. Only once he simply, unquestionably accepted this foreign concept did the wheels of fate begin to turn. Life was slowly breathed back into his body. The young man opened his eyes.
The world before him was strange and beautiful. Large buildings, stone roads, a magnificent fountain, and a slew of other people filled his vision. Idle chatter and a gentle tune hummed in his ears. The scent of freshly baked goods was graciously inviting, and admittedly took some willpower to resist. The air was sweet as the countryside, away from all manner of automotive exhaust and cigarette fumes. Best of all, though, was the sense of touch. His entire body teemed with energy, and his muscles felt as strong as tempered steel. He poked the palm of his hand with each finger, finding that everything worked like it should. Somewhere in the distance, near a gigantic onyx palace, quiet fireworks dazzled the bright blue sky and displayed a message - Welcome to the land of «Neo Aincrad»!