The Traveler's Tales

Awakening

You climb through the window of a small child. The princess. She has problems, that you wish to fix.

You fiddle with your mask, making the beak go straight out. The girl hears you fiddling around behind her, and rolls over to check.

"Hello." You greet, walking to sit at the foot of her bed.

"W-who are you?" She asks, taking a glance at your face.

"Me.... It does not matter..... I'm here to tell you a story, and you will get one."

There once was an amazing kingdom, intricate houses lined the streets. The king, though, thought that this was horrible.

He placed a fine on anyone who built huge, intricate houses. Soon, the kingdom became bland when it came to housing. But with all their saved up money, they bought art, making their bland houses beautiful.

The king became angry, and then placed a ban on art. This made the citizens sad, but soon they became happy. They started having amazingly large festivals with all their money.

The king became super angry with this. But he couldn't stop it, as he had no time to leave his pregnant wife.

In the months to come, the wife slowly became more pregnant. Up until she gave birth.

Their son held details that came from both of them. The mother soon perished. At the age of five, the son was showing signs of insanity.

At seven, the son snuck into his father's room, a knife in his hand. He plunged the knife deep into his chest.

The father asked, "Why have you done this?" The son replied, "It was the mad gods bidding."

The city then became beautiful under the new rule. Creativity became almost required to be included in events.

The girl fell asleep before you, she had most likely gotten the theme behind it. As you left you hear a soft snore. Happy with this, you leave the building, sliding down the tall towers smooth wall quickly.