A few things before reading,
Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction featuring characters and locations from the Touhou Project series. Neither this work, nor myself are affiliated with Team Shanghai Alice, the creator of the Touhou Project series. As such, I have no ownership of the Touhou Project series, and credit for its content goes to Team Shanghai Alice, not myself.
This story is rated T for the following : Bloodletting violence, violence excluding serious injury, depicted use of alcohol, and topics including depression and mental instability.
Author's Note : This is, as previously stated, a work of fiction, written from the first person perspective, and is a self-insert type story. I have attempted to keep the story as close to canonical information of the Touhou Project as possible, however, there still may be some conflicts. Information I could not otherwise gather are filled in with inferences.
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Thank you for reading my notes. Now, the start of the prologue.
I was just another teenage boy, and I just expected to live a mediocre life, getting by like everyone else. I didn't imagine myself doing anything extraordinary. I assumed I was below excellence. It wasn't that I really was, but I had dealt with all the problems in the life of an ordinary teenager. I had to deal with bullying, learning things to make a life for myself in the future, and personal family troubles. One such was when I was practically drafted to go to Japan as a foreign exchange student. I knew I would have to start over. There was one thing that I was worried about. As a younger child, my life was a very tormented one. I was constantly picked on, never left to myself. Seemingly everyone wanted to watch me fall. Because of that, I had become hateful, aggressive, vindictive, and overall, borderline unstable. It had been years since that part of my life had passed its climax, and I got past it with no small amount of difficulty. I changed myself for the better. Rather than offering suffering and misery to all of those who tormented me, and wanting to watch the world around me burn, I offered forgiveness, and was happy to look past the dark veil that enshrouded life as I knew it. I was afraid that if I needed to start over again, the evil within me would show itself. I had buried it deep within my conscience, and hoped to never be haunted by it again. I was sent across the ocean with only fears, and not much to look forward to.
