Blue Forest

Blue Forest

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Name? Akiko. It originates from Japan- a term meaning autumn's child; bright child, or glistening child. A symbol of hope that could one day unite the people from across the world who allowed darkness and destruction to cloud their judgments. The humanoids are on their last leg of hope. Their blatant ignorance is causing Mother Gaia to diminish, yet you come to me on their behalf to seek assistance. You want me to forgive them and grant you a means to save your world- a world that has no significance to you. I would have asked you for your reasoning behind such a feeling, but I see your aura. Remember this child; You are not of this earth. "Wake up..." "It's time to wake up Akiko." "I will find you when the time comes." "Initiate Elite Sequences, activate God Mode." "Akiko!"
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She was used to being alone. Used to hiding in trees, gripping her belongings as they searched for her below. Used to losing those she loved to them. Blights caused her pain. They caused everyone pain. She questioned what the point of living was. Now-a-days, it was just scraping by to survive. Then she heard about Ryseden, a utopia of sorts. They promise to shield those free of infection. They promise a warm bed with food. They promise a purpose in life. And that's exactly what she needs. u·to·pi·a: An imagined "perfect" realm. Where everyone is content; where things get done by people who are happy to do them, and where problems that have plagued our world for over a millennium no longer apply. Whoever came up with the idea was drunk, stoned, tripping or insane. Maybe even all four.

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