...Before I knew it, I was just there...
"...Phew...Need to stock on water soon..."
Capping the lid tight on my water bottle, I sit back on the bench and sigh. Deeply.
"Wonder how many years it's been..."
All I can recall is that it's been years since that fateful day. Even so...
"I wonder...why I can't let go..."
For years and years I lived, expanding my worldview little by little.
I saw, heard, felt, and enjoyed my new-found life.
And yet...
"Sigh...Well, no point in dwelling."
Like always, though, I find myself dismissing my
"Time to move on..."
This is the story of a young vagabond who lost his way into the fantastical paradise, seeking happiness.
"...Phew...Need to stock on water soon..."
A lovely Sunday afternoon, with the sun shining brightly.
Gensokyo brings with the sunlight another day of peace.
Even in a hectic place like this, there has been an unusual period of order and quiet for a while, and all inhabitants welcome this.
...Well, almost all.
"Dang it, so boooored..."
One of these inhabitants lives in a shrine that stands in the middle of the mountain. Its red torii (shrine gate) and tall strong structure will have intimidated any lesser being who passed by. Not that anyone did.
Perhaps it could have shown more if it weren't for the girl in unruly shrine maiden garbs, who lay on the porch and looked at the few clouds without a care in the world.
This is Hakurei Reimu, one of the most prominent figures in the Gensokyo. Few have never heard of her name, and many cower by the sight of her. She is the peacekeeper of the land of fantasy, solver of incidents, the destruction of all who is unlucky. Her mighty will will bow to no one, except her empty stomach and empty donation box.
"Dammit, she's busy into some wield voodoo, that brat's off drinking, no one else comes lately...Not even a single donation to make my life go round."
Well, in all honesty, she wouldn't get any donations is anyone was there or not, but her lamenting shows she doesn't care an inch.
"I suppose some peace is okay, but this long...How long has it been since the last incident? 2 months?"
Speaking to no one in particular, Reimu rolled onto her stomach, casually knocking down her empty tea cup.
"Aaaagh, not even Yukari visits anymore. There's a storm coming, that's for certain..."
grrrrrrr...
"?"
Grrrrrrrr...
"?"
Reimu squinted her eyes towards the huge torii. Nothing...
Grrrrrrrrrmgh...
...but the sound, that is.
"...Well, if anything, this will flex my muscles."
Slowly standing from the porch, Reimu lazily stretches her arms, her right hand grasping her trademark gohei.
"From the sound of it, whatever it is wants a good fight...Pity."
Walking at a pace that greatly hid the inner demon she possessed, she drove herself towards the torii, and the steps that led towards it.
"Pick your opponents next time...when you get it!"
The moment she saw a black shadow peek from the horizon of the ground, she swung a mighty blow!
"Gak!"
"! Huh?"
...But the cry that responded was anything but mighty.
If anything, it sounded...human.
"...Oh, gods."
Reimu clutched her face with her open, wondering what to do with the young-looking boy that had fallen unconscious by her attack, his own empty stomach growling like a beast like there was any tomorrow.
Not knowing that this boy was to contribute significantly to the fate of Gensokyo...and to her own.
"Welp! Back to cleaning "Don't you dare..."