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Author has written 7 stories for Inuyasha, and Higurashi/Umineko series.
For a moment, the air around you seems to tighten. The place dims and the lights flicker. The object you sit on disappears and you seem to feel light and fading... fading... until you are just a wisp of what you used to be. The room melts and becomes a black sea.
You are now floating in this black sea. Sparkling fragments of happiness, sadness, fear, angst, pain, laughter, and dark, dark secrets surround you. It's a secret world that the key that the host had given you unlocked. You, floating in this limitless abyss, look down at your hand somehow and open it. That very key is there, a simple gray house key that was given to you. All of a sudden, your mind searches for that memory that would reveal to you the mysterious person that handed you this key. However, nothing comes out... nothing. You cannot remember a thing. This key... is just here.
A light from the horizon of the black sea peeks out from above your line of sight. You are floating to it automatically, while a feeling inside of you is waiting to burst open. You are curious yet aware of the fact that this light isn't as innocent as it may be.
The light engulfs you. When you open your eyes, your body is there again. Your surroundings are white now, aside from the few shadows cast by white furniture. The key you were holding vanishes. A female voice greets you.
"Welcome. You did not come here of your free will. I invited you here. Come, sit in the chair." Her voice is young, but it is deep and slow. You don't look up for some reason, so you don't know how this female looks like.
You take your first steps forward in this white world. You sit down in a snowy velvet chair. It's soft and comforts your right away. You let a sigh out.
"Yes, be content. Make yourself at home with that plush recliner I have provided you. The mystery I will present to you, is something that requires that chair."
You nod slightly. You are not very interested in her words as the chair is very comfortable. But the female continues.
"Now, are you ready to play?"
Unexpected Turns in Life
Some things about me...
-There is the old and the new in my writings. One can easily tell in my biggest work, UTiL. Improvement occurs gradually over the series. Why is it inconsistent? I had once tried to rewrite the first few chapters (they were copied and pasted from a forum). Manage past the ten chapters starting from Episode 10 and you'll be set to enjoy the gameboard I have prepared.
-Will I keep writing? Yes. Will I stop writing? Yes. But will UTiL be finished? Yes.
I am a writer. The pen is my weapon, my armor, and my opinion.
Update about me...
-UTiL may be reborn in entire new form soon...