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Chapter one
Neko lived on Mount Gagazet with her parents and her three little brothers. She loved music, so she got a Songstress dressphere from her parents when she became fifteen years old. It became her most beloved property.
There were not many humans on Mount Gagazet, so Neko and her family went to their family in Kilika every summer. Neko loved that, not only because of her family, but because of the delicious Blitz Cookies they sold there too. But that summer, when she was fifteen, something happened...
Summer, five years after Sin’s defeat, Mount Gagazet, Saturday morning
I sta at the table in the kitchen when my dad came in. He looked even more serious then usually.
“Neko, I have to tell you something,” he said. For a moment, it looked like he was hastitating, but then he continued:”We won’t go to Kilika this year.”
I was shocked! Not to Kilika? Not playing with my cousins, not laughing with my friends there? Not going to the temple with it’s peace, rest and beauty? And most of all: no Blitz Cookies? ALARM!!
“But...why?” I asked, still in shock.”We can’t stay on Mount Gagazet for a whole summer! I wouldn’t survive!”
“Hmm, can I deduce from this, that you’re not...happy with this news?” my father asked me amused.
Now I became angry.
“Happy? I’m supposed to be happy?! What kind of person do you think I am? OF COURSE I’M NOT HAPPY!” I felt tears in my eyes. My dad looked like he was frightened. I ran to my bedroom threw myself on the bed. And after a couple of seconds, I bursted out crying. It was so unfair! I hated Mount Gagazet, I hated the Ronso, I hated everyone and everything! I wanted to go to Kilika and that’s that.
Mount Gagazet, later that day
I must have slept. When I awoke, the sun stood high in the sky. I watched the clock beside the bed. It was late in the afternoon. I sighed and got up. I went downstairs. There was nobody. I was all alone.
“Strange,” I muttered.”Where is everybody?” I looked at the mountain. Maybe they had gone for a walk. I decided to wait and walked home.
Mount Gagazet, the next morning
At 7.00 a.m. I couldn’t stand it any longer. My family hadn’t returned and I had already decided I would go searching for them. Now I went to the mountain. I wouldn’t go ask the Ronso, I didn’t trust them.
I returned hours and hours later, without a single sign of my family. I went to bed without dinner. But I couldn’t sleep. After a few hours of tossing about I took a decision.