Well, I decided to start a story on Ib! I recently played the game, and got addicted. Oops. For me, addiction equals not-being-able-to-stop-playing-it-until-I-get-everything. Again, oops. Anyways, just as a note, ~(insert character's name here)~ means that it's their POV now. So, it's ~I~ for Ib, and ~G~ for Garry, and. . . You get the picture. This story begins right after the Memory's Crannies ending.
~I~
This is a memory. A memory that will haunt me forever. About who he is.
I stare at the guy in front of me, who's gazing at the rose statue. He turns around to face me.
"Hm? What is it, little lady?" the strange man asks. I blink and say, "What's this statue?"
"Ah. . . This? It's called 'Embodiment of the Spirit,' apparently." The man pauses, and stares at the sculpture again. He has a sad smile on his face.
"When I look at this sculpture. . . I feel somehow sorrowful. . . I wonder why?" he murmurs. Then the man realizes what he said. "Ah, I'm sorry if I said anything to trouble you." he amended.
He smiles again, and says,"Never mind what I said. . . . Well, bye." The man walks away. Somehow, I feel like I met him before. It's a strange feeling.
A voice says out of nowhere,"There you are, Ib!" Turning, I see it's my mother.
"Oh, were you looking at this?" she asks me. I give a tiny nod.
"Wow, this is really great. It represents a person's heart, I suppose?" she whispers to me,"I wonder if you have such a beautiful rose in your heart, Ib?"
I look down at my shoes, not saying anything. "Let's take a look around," my mother says, a bit too cheerful. "Have you looked at anything else? I hope we find some more things you like!"
We walk off, and I cast one last glance at the man with the purple hair. Somehow, I know that I'm missing an important piece. A very important piece.