Author's note and what not: So, I'll try to regularly update this story, and I guess I'll go out of the way and say it's the first time I actively try to write because I want to and feel devoted to my story. (Also, it's my first story! It'll likely suck).

This is narration, or the author's note.

Italics is what a character is thinking

"This is dialogue, people talking, y'know?"

''This is very different from dialogue, it's something that can be said from the narrating point of view, or used by a character to point out something specific''

Later on I'll show what other font types mean.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Shin Megami Tensei: Persona series, which belongs to Atlus, and only hold control of my original creations.

Now, sit back and enjoy the story:

I saw myself dragged into an spacious room with blue velvet carpeting, as I started to focus my view, I saw a very well-dressed old man with a rather long nose, and his hollow eyes were piercing through me, at his side was a young blond boy, his eyes appear a darker yellow than his hair, the coat he was wearing was blue as the room itself.

The old man had a table in front of him, with a deck of cards on it. At this point, I thought to myself enough booze before long trips, this dream was strange as hell, and it just had begun.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room..." the old man muttered in a mysterious tone. "As you can see, you are now dreaming, so it seems that introductions are in place… My name is Igor, and I've summoned you, for I have business with you. Now, care to tell me your name?".

I should -definitely- lay off the beer before I go on long plane trips… Also, thinking about it, this place kinda looks like a pilot's cabin, a fancy one, at that, but still… weird. I thought while realizing he had just asked me something.

"I, uh, am Teruo Amagiri…"

"Master, he seems older than any of the other guests that have been brought here, doesn't he?" The kid spoke. What's up with that ''master'' stuff, anyway?

"Oh! I have forgotten to introduce my assistant. This is Belmont, he resides here with me, as you can tell". He points at the kid, giving a barely logical explanation.

"But yes, he is right, although this is not important right now. You have been summoned here today because there is something you must attend to. I see you coming back here after certain events take place, I can also tell that your future is clouded by drought and famine, this is rather… unfortunate" He chuckled. I already feel iffy about this guy… even if it's just a trippy dream.

"I shall tell you your future, a deeper analysis of your upcoming affairs is in order, you see, hehe". There's the laugh again. Creepy as hell.

He put his hands on top of the deck and masterfully moved the two cards that were above the rest and put the on both sides of the table that was before him. He made a gesture with his hand that looked like he was beckoning the card on the right side, and it flipped over. It pictured a gate-like object with a skull in front and a gloomy looking, black sun above. It had the number thirteen, XIII, in roman numerals. What a cliché. I thought. Snarky remarks from the subconscious aside, this whole ''event'' felt like something I've done before, but I ditched that line of thought and kept listening to what he had to say.

"Hmm... Death in the upright position is the ending of something, and the transition to something new. It seems like a big change in your life is coming."

He chuckled once more and flipped the second card, this time it's a sad looking moon with a lobster above it and two pillar-like constructions on each side of the lobster, it seems to be over a river of some sort. This time, the card is facing Igor, the other one was facing me. It's number is eighteen, XVIII.

"Ah, the moon in the reverse position means psychological distress, deception and mystery. This is very, very interesting". His smile was bright as the sun, he clearly means it. He put the cards back into place, shuffled the deck, and with a movement of his fingers, the whole bunch of cards disappeared.

"For now, it's farewell. But we shall speak again". The boy waved at me, giving me a sharp smile. Igor just grinned while still staring at me.

I suddenly felt drowsy, I was falling asleep again.