DarkCaligo : . A . Uh...I don't think I really know what to put here.
Arfoire
"So, from what I've gathered you want me to bring this boy back?" I asked Magna.
"Yes, though you'll probably have to be his escort since he'll have to navigate through the Gamindustri Graveyard."
"Escort huh? I'm an Assistant Admin and now I'm being an escort...Well why can't you go there yourself Magna."
"I'm kind of bound here. Surprised you forgot."
"Oh...right because of...right, well fine, give me a picture of him and I'll see if I can find him."
"I was able to find a ID number, I can teleport you to the area he's in, but you'll have to establish physical contact on your own."
"Alright, alright." I waved dismissively. Magna started typing in the console and a magic circle appeared beneath me. A light shone brightly from the circle and a white light flooded my vision.
Digit
I was currently running through a floor of a building
BOOM!
Correction,
I was currently falling,
through the floors of a building.
Said building I was in was just bombed cuz...yeah.
I'm apparently in Lucifa for whatever reason , the place where souls wrought with sin are teleported to be eternally tortured. Really those there are forced to struggle to survive, with you know some torture thrown in to keep things interesting. But I swear some of these places are like a warzone. I ended up falling through several floors before landing on my back with a THUD!
I groaned, no matter how durable this body is, falling through several floors hurts.
"Damn...what is up with this place...?" I said as I sat up. I was in the basement of what seemed to be the ruins of a hotel. I'm sure this place was nice back in his heyday but...well it looks terrible right now. I saw a massive pile of rubble in the middle of the room, and there was a sword at the top. It was cloaked in darkness, and I felt something tugging at my chest. I took a step forward and I felt a energy surge in waves from the sword. I was forced back a few feet. I began to walk towards it again and I felt the power from it grow stronger, it felt like it was forcing me back.
"...ay...a...way...
if...
not..."
I heard a voice coming from the sword. It sounded like a girls voice, and it sounded like it was covered in like digital noise. Even if I was being told to stay away, I was too curious of the sword to just stay away. It felt like each step was increasing the pressure it was exerting on me.
"Stay...way...
if you..."
I could hear the voice better now, however some parts were still obscured. I started to climb the pile, focusing on gripping the pieces of debris as I went up. I felt my vision start to blur as I made it to the top. I immediately grabbed the handle as soon as I made it up. The sword resembled a simple longsword, but was cloaked in a black miasma.
"STAY AWAY IF YOU ARE NOT WORTHY!"
I felt a surge of pressure on me suddenly. It cracked some of the pile I was standing on. I closed my eyes and opened them, and I found myself in a blank space with a girl with long blonde hair, cobalt blue eyes, and tan skin. She wore a robe with black and various greys in it.
"..." She looked at me blankly.
"Who...are you?" For some reason, she made me think of Histoire.
Nepgear
"N...no way..." I said as I held my hands over my mouth.
"Tch, dumbasses." Ichi rolled his shoulder. Before him were three ...I don't know how to describe what I saw. I knew they were humans, but...they were...I don't know how to describe it. They didn't even have faces, Ichi had a few cuts and tears on his clothes, but it wasn't as bad as what those guys got."So, you want to fight me Gen? or are you going to send more of your goons?" Gen was shocked at what he had seen, he took a few steps back and ran away.
"Are you okay?" I asked Ichi.
"I'm fine. Let's go."
"What about them?" I pointed to the three ...men.
"They're dead, don't even bother with them.
"You killed them..."
"You saw me do it, now come on." He grabbed my wrist and tugged me in the direction he was walking in. I followed him to his house, which was...well
it was a small house with two floors, well actually I think it has a basement as well. Either way, it was a small house, it looked kinda dingy, but think it really just needs to be cleaned. The inside was pretty small, he had a small kitchen with a few cabinets, table and stove along with a fridge. then he had a couch with a small TV in front, then behind the couch were two sets of stairs, one went down and the other went upstairs. I saw Ichi go over to the sink and he threw up blood.
"Ichi!" I ran over to him and he turned on the water to flush out the blood. He opened the cabinet and pulled out several prescription drugs and took about two pills from each container. He got a water bottle and drank some after taking the pills.
"I'm fine,"
"But-"
"I said I'm fine, now let's start this research paper." He pointed a finger to the couch as he held the water bottle. I sat down on the couch. "You want a drink or something?"
"Heh? Uh, yeah." Ichi reached into the fridge and tossed a water bottle towards me. I fumbled with it trying to keep my grip on it and I caught it with both hands. He laughed a little at my mess up and I sighed. He fell back on the couch.
"So what do you want to do our paper on?"
"Well, the one I had originally suggested I only suggested since I knew him,"
"You really want to write about my brother do you?"
"Yes I want to write about your bro- HEEEEEEEEEEEH!? Digit's your brother!?"
"You didn't know?"
"No!"
"..." Ichi sighed.
"What!?"
"You're hopeless."
"I don't want to hear that from the guy who is hated by everyone in class!"
"So do you hate me?"
"Heh...uh no but."
"So not everyone hates me because you don't hate me. Therefore your assumption is wrong."
"Uh...but..."
"Anyways, do you really have no other ideas?"
"Uh, well maybe we should do a paper on CPUs?"
SPLAT!
The water bottle in his hand suddenly burst.
"CPU's..."
"Do you not...like CPU's?"
"I do not."
"And that's because...?"
"..."
"Uh Ichi?" He sighed.
"I rather not talk about it, let's just say there was a time I really was depending on our CPU to save me...and well it didn't happen."
"I see, well, then what do you think about the elections?"
"The elections? Hell as long as someone who cares for their people wins I don't give a damn."
"Ichi..."
"If you really don't have any ideas for what to write our paper on then you can leave."
"But,"
"Well?"
"...I think I'll leave."
"Fine then," I got off the couch and headed for the door. I looked back at Ichi, who was now laying on the couch. I then left, walking out onto the street. As I walked, I saw that there were people watching me. I felt uneasy because of the gazes that were on me, but tried to ignore them as I made my way out of the neighborhood. I then started to think of the route I was going to take home. I needed to make it quick since it was dark outside.
Histoire
I was currently in a floor of the basilicom where a meeting room was housed. I was sitting at a round table with six other people, with me being at one of the end seats. It's a little strange for me to sit in a chair given how...small I am so I sat on the table, well on top of my book on the table.
"Good evening everyone, today I'm here to discuss the CPU candidates for this election," I said.
"There's 30 of them, correct?" One man asked. He seemed to be in his thirties and he had slick black hair. He wore a black business blazer. His eyes were a yellow color and he had a pitch black tie.
"Correct Dr. Osman, there are 30 in total." Dr. Osman is the head of the Medical Committee, which is in charge of the health practices done in Planeptune. So they manage the hospitals and clinics as well as establish the rules.
"I have learned that our former CPU Neptune has enters the race as well, is this true?"
"Yes, she's entry number 30,"
"What are your thoughts on this Histoire?"
" It surprises me, I thought she would have sat back and let someone take her spot. But I guess meeting Digit changed her. Of course, this is only if she is serious about actually running."
"So should we stop her? maybe, have her killed? Or have her captured?" A thin man said. He had a long white beard and he wore a black suit as well. This old man is Choro Hanamura, the head of the Technological committee. If we're talking in terms of physical age, he is the oldest member in the council. While he is a genius when it comes to inventing new technology...he's a little...crazy.
"No, we cannot just have a citizen killed, this is The Council after all. We are supposed to be the governing body until a CPU is named by the people, we can't abuse our power like that." I said, frowning at the old man.
"Maybe we should just keep an eye on her." Dr. Osman said.
"If you are going to monitor Neptune, how about we monitor the other candidates as well. I have a feeling that what you're afraid of Neptune doing is exactly what some of the others may be planning."
"Histoire has a point, we should not give exclusive treatment to just one candidate." A woman in her twenties spoke up. She wore her long brown hair over her shoulder in a braid and she was wearing a black business suit as well. She had on glasses with a green frame and she had blue eyes.
"Thank you Professor Trueman." I said. Professor Trueman smiled and nodded at me. Professor Kynura Trueman is the head of the educational committee, which oversees the general and advanced education in Planeptune. They also handle the employment offices.
"With the Elections starting, we should keep an eye on the candidates. We don't want things like what happened in Lastation happening. I don't want any of our candidates to have their lives put in danger."
"So you're saying to heighten the security in the city?" Dr. Osman asked.
"Precisely." Prof. Trueman replied.
"I'll make sure that there are regular inspections at the airports and train stations as well. There may be terrorists from other nations who might try to stir up trouble." Said a man. He was rather big, he was a dark skinned man with black cornrows and he wore a black business blazer. He wore his glasses on his head currently, and he had a silver lapel pin on. This was Raphael Okito, the head of the security committee in Planeptune. The security committee is in charge of anything related to public safety such as police, even the firemen.
"Thank you Raphael." I bowed in gratitude. He gave me a thumbs up.
"My my, I guess if this is the trend that's going then I'll keep an eye on the media." A woman said. She had a glamourous, curvy body and she had long brown curly hair that covered her left eye. she wore lavender eye shadow and her eyes were a rich almond color. She wore the same clothes as everyone else but she had a microphone shaped lapel pin. This woman is known as Kirei Hanamura, she's the head of the media council, who oversees what is broadcasted in Planeptune.
Oh? You wonder what my position is?
Well I'm in charge of public records and history. So I know things like the social security numbers of all residents in Planeptune and I also have records of the history of Gamindustri. Usually what I'm doing is either editing personal records, or the education division sends books for me to review before they are distributed. On top of those duties, I also oversee the Sharicite in Planeptune. I have a black business suit made specially for me on account of my stature. with the black suit I wear two black bows in my hair, instead of my usual headdress.
In total, we seven people are The Council Of Planeptune.
"So now that that's done with, Histoire I have a question." Dr. Osman said.
"Yes?"
"You said it would be possible to turn a person into a CPU, how is that possible? And why must we have an election for a CPU?"
"Well since the general public didn't want Neptune as a leader, we have to let the people choose their leader. And reason why it's this is because who they support gives shares to the candidate. They cannot transform since they're human, but what it ends up being is that once the winner is decided we have to transplant a shard of Planeptune's sharicite into them."
"Wait...transplant a Sharicite!?"
"Yes, which depending on how many Shares the person has gathered, will depend on how well the initial synchronization is. You see, a CPU transformation is a result of...uhm, hold on." I summoned my book and tapped a page. A diagram with a chibi of Neptune and a Sharicite appeared. "You see the shard of the Sharicite implanted into a CPU acts as a receiver. Normally there are constant waves at a frequency of 837,000 Share Charge, known usually as SC. This allows a CPU to know the condition of their nation." The picture of the Sharicite sent red waves towards the chibi. The chibi then sent green waves towards the Sharicite. "When a CPU transforms, they sent a signal that ups the frequency to 920,000 SC, and then that causes the waves to synchronize and that's what gives us their CPU form."
"I see, so the votes a candidate have transfers to how much faith the people have in them."
"Exactly, if it's not above a certain percentage then well... "
"Then what?"
"Well, then it could end up killing the person."
"I see, well we shouldn't tell the public, we don't need an unnecessary panic."
"Actually I think we should tell them."
"What!?"
"They need to know the dangers of what they're getting into. Some people are bound to leave the election this way and it might take less time for the elections to process this way."
"Histoire is right, only those really committed to being a CPU will stay in the race after learning their lives may be forfeited before the Sharicite." Prof. Trueman said.
"This will also make things such as assassinations more common however, as some will want to ...get rid of the competition." Mr. Okito said.
"So, we will make an address to the public tomorrow?" I asked. The others at the table nodded in agreement. "Does everyone know what to do from this point?"
"Yes!" They all said in unison.
"Good, you are dismissed." with that, the other councilmen began to leave the room. I sat on my book and it began to levitate. I glided off the table and made my way out of the meeting room.
"Ah, Histoire," I heard Prof. Trueman call my name.
"Yes?" I turned in her direction. She held out her hand and picked up my book. I then flew onto her to sit on her shoulder.
"Would you mind coming with Raphael and I to dinner?"
"I'd love to!"
"I'm glad, we want to talk about some of the stuff in today's meeting."
...
"Right this way please," A woman with blonde hair in a braid said. The three of us, still in our meeting attire, sat down in a booth. Prof. Trueman sat by me on the left side and Raphael sat on the right account of my size I had to make my book levitate at a certain level and I sat on that.
"We should have got you a booster seat or something." Raphael joked.
"I am not a child!" I flailed my arms childishly. Raphael laughed
"I'm sorry, really I couldn't help it. How old are you anyways?" Prof. Trueman cleared her throat.
"This is not why we're here." Prof. Trueman said.
"Sorry, anyways you wanted to talk about the meeting?" Raphael said as he put his hands together.
"Yes, but really it's about The Council in general."
"What about it?"
"I have a bad feeling about some of the people on the council. I know that you two are trust worthy, but the Hanakawas...and then there's Dr. Osman, even though he's a neutral person most of the time I can't help but feel that he'll side with the Hanakawas in some issues."
"So you wanted me to come because I'm what can tip the scales." I said.
"Really if Osman and you were on our side we wouldn't have to worry. However I only have a vague idea on where things stand. I rather have us all be in agreement 100% of the time."
"But as the head of the Education Committee you know that will never happen."
"Sadly what you say is true. There'll always be a majority and a minority. Whether it's politically, or psychologically."
"Hmm...speaking of which, haven't you heard of that thing kids are doing nowadays?" Raphael spoke up.
"Huh?" Prof. Trueman and I said simultaneously.
"It's some kind of new drug that stops your movement and puts you in a sleep."
"Like a sedative?" I asked.
"Sorta, I've had my guys research it and it apparently sends impulses to your brain that switches the electric flow of it temporarily. It puts you in a mode where you're under a sort of coma, and from there puts you in these different scenarios."
"Scenarios?"
"People experience like these lives while under the drug, it's the drug's 'high' I guess." He said 'high' with airquotes.
"Sounds like something that'd be useful in the medical field." Prof. Trueman said.
"However what it does is that it switches the electric flow of the brain, which in some cases ends up killing someone."
"I see, the sudden switch in electric flow some people can't handle. What is the mortality rate of this drug?"
"About 68%"
"W-what...?" I said in shock.
"Even with a low survival rate, people are willing to do this drug?" Prof. Trueman said.
"It's been flooding the streets, unfortunately. And people are buying it like crazy" Raphael crossed his arms as he spoke.
"That's ridiculous..." I said. "Where did it originate from?"
"If I remember right...it came from Lowee, I heard it was made in an alchemy class of some sort."
"Alchemy class...alright, when you confiscate some I need a sample for analyzing so I can keep record of the substance. This is entirely new to me."
"Hopefully it'll be easier to take this down once we have a CPU backing the effort."
"Hopefully," I sighed. "At least everyone will be making sure the election is fair. But does Dr. Osman know of this?"
"He does not know yet. I plan on meeting with him sometime later."
"Well good, we don't want him to be left in the dark. By the way what is the name of this new drug?"
"Starstruck."
"Starstruck? The name kids use these days."
"I'll let the schools in Planeptune know, then spread the news to other parts of Gamindustri." Our waiter had come back to our table.
"Can I take your order?" She asked nicely.
"Ah yes," I laughed weakly.
Noire
ZZZZ...
I heard Uni's snoring on the train. I was sitting next to her in a seat next to the window, and Kei was sitting across from me. It had only been a day since we got on the train, and I heard the conductor say it would be two days to get to Planeptune. I looked out the window, we were currently on the side of one of the mountains that surrounded Planeptune. I heard it goes into caves quite often, so the only interesting view that I'd probably get is when we're not inside a cave. I leaned back, wondering what Planeptune would be like.
"Noire," I heard Kei say. I looked at her and she handed me a blanket. I draped it over Uni, who cuddled it and I smiled.
"So Kei, what have you been doing these past seven years?"
"I started an event planning company that's made quite a name for itself."
"So you mean,"
"I can help the campaign by scheduling events."
"That's good at least, I haven't really gotten into anything special but-"
"You're the 3rd ranked candidate of Lastation, I'm sure that'll translate well with the people of Planeptune."
"I hope so."
"Anyways, since we're on the topic of campaigns, what is on your agenda when you become CPU?"
"I have some ideas of what I want to do, but I guess the main thing I want done is communication with the other nations."
"I see, basically you are going to do something that should have been done seven years ago?"
"I think establishing constant communication will really help the other nations."
"True, with good communication we'll be able to have good trade with the other nations as well. It'll also help politically to know what's happening in the other nations."
"Mnn..." Uni stirred in her sleep.
"Well it's good to know where you're heading at least. You want to get a drink?"
"Huh?" I asked. " W-well I guess."
"I want to know a little about your personal life these past seven years."
"I see, well uh sure, but do they have a bar or something around here?"
"That they do, follow me, and let's talk a little shall we?" Kei said as she stood up.
"Uh,sure..." I stood up as well and followed her into the train's hallway.
Digit
"Who are you?" I asked the girl. "Are you...Histoire?" The girl seemed annoyed at my question.
"I ain't freaking Histoire!" I felt kind of taken aback by the crude language. I mean someone that looked the way she did you wouldn't expect to talk that way.
"Then who are you?"
"I'm Croire, the sword of the Demon King." My eyes widened.
"Sword of the Demon King? You mean Arkan?"
"You're acquainted with my master?"
"I kicked his ass."
"You kicked his ass I se-...EHHHHHHHHH!"
" Yep I kicked his ass" I crossed my arms.
"But you look so...unimpressive..."
"Gee thanks. And if you're his sword how come I haven't seen you before?"
"Arkan said that it wasn't necessary for me to be here. That the strongest he would have to face in Gamindustri is under his spell. So, I didn't get to go."
"So if he had you he might have been able to destroy Gamindustri...well I lucked out then."
"But to think someone so...uninteresting defeated my master."
"What was this talk about being worthy?"
"Simple, if you're worthy I'll allow you to be my master. If you are not worthy, well then this is usually where people get killed."
"But I'm already dead,"
"You'll be erased from existence then."
"Gee, not even dead people get a break."
"So, do you think you're worthy?"
"Well how would I know?"
"...let me see your heart." She held out her hand and I felt something leave my body. It was in the shape of a heart, interestingly enough, rather than being a...you know, heart heart. It was a dark purplish color and it was coated in a black miasma.
"That's my...heart?"
"...Yes, your heart is saturated with darkness, but I sense no evil. You are a creature of darkness yet you are not evil..."
"Weird, I would have thought that having darkness in you makes you evil." Croire shook her head.
"Don't be a dumbass, having darkness doesn't make you evil. Looks like I'll have to explain this to you." She waved a hand and two flames appeared, one black and one white flame. The latter was hard to see because we were in a blank space. "The two are actually neutral forces, however the human psyche has programmed itself into making darkness evil and light good. while the forces might manifest themselves physically, this is really people associating right and wrong with light and dark. Which isn't needed, because darkness can be good and light can be evil."
"Darkness can be good? Are you insane?"
"Look at your heart, do you really believe that you're a being of light? Your soul is filled with darkness yet you stopped my master from destroying Gamindustri. You cannot deny darkness being able to be good, considering you are a living example."
"...I guess you're right," Croire peered into my heart and gasped. "What?"
"You..." She then stopped herself. "Nevermind. I'm going to say this though, you definitely are interesting. I think I'll let you be my next master. However if you disappoint me I'll leave you." She then walked closer to me, it was at this moment that I noticed how short she was compared to me, well she was only shorter by a few inches.
"Uh..." She fidgeted and was then got on her tiptoes and kissed my cheek. A light filled the space and I shielded my eyes.
...
FWOOOSH!
The pressure dispelled like a whirlwind at the top of the pile. I was injured from the pressure exertion all over my body and I slumped against the sword. The sword changed shape into a sword with a shape that I couldn't exactly describe, but you could tell it was a one handed sword. It was carbon gray at the edges and it was black in the center. I was holding onto the pitch black handle tightly, trying to stay conscious.
"Wow I really did a number on you didn't I?"
"Wha!?" I fell back in shock and the sword dislodged from the pile. I rolled down the side and landed on my face at the foot of the pile.
"Hahahaha! Nice going!"
"Kuh...where is that voice coming from?"
"Because I now have us linked, I can communicate with you telepathically."
"I see..." I sat up, groaning.
"Hey we only just partnered up, don't go dying on me."
"I'm already dead..." I held my stomach and the blade glowed brightly. The sword then flew out of my hand and the light turned into the shape of a girl. Next thing I know I see Croire next to me.
"Aaaaah! It's been a while since I could take on this form physically. Now, come on wimp," She offered her hand and I took it. She helped me up and draped my arm over her shoulder.
"It isn't that bad you know,"
"Shut up,"
"Ahaha...why do I have a feeling that you're going to be like Plutia?"
"Shut up moron, now, since we only just met, tell me a little about yourself."
Oh boy, where to even begin.
Ichi
12 Years ago...
I remember I was nine at the time, however for whatever reason,right now I'm 17. But I'll discuss that later.
I was living in an apartment with my brother Digit in Planeptune,
"Hey Ichi, I'm going to be heading out, I earned a day with the CPUs," Digit said.
"Hey bro, remember my bday is tomorrow! I'm turning ten!"
"Heh, I won't forget."
"Did you get the crown ready?"
"Calm down birthday king, it's not your birthday yet. Please allow your humble servant to get it ready for tomorrow."
Birthday crown, it's a item that my brother had made for me from my very first birthday. No matter what he was doing, he'd end up dropping it just to make the crown. There'd be years where he'd end up spending money on making the crown and he'd go hungry while I was able to eat and have the crown.
"No matter what happens, I can assure you you'll always get your birthday crown lil' bro. Because you're the absolute king of this world" He put an arm around me.
"Absolute king?..."
"Yup, all of those in Gamindustri are your subjects, they just don't know it. I want you to never back down from a challenge. I want you to make sure you protect the subjects that can't protect themselves. I want you to help those who are struggling. That is what makes a king a king. If you don't do these then chances are you'll be a tyrant in the future."
"Tyrant?"
"A ruler who doesn't care for his subjects, and treats them cruelly. Know that if you ever become a tyrant, I'll stop you."
"Why?"
"You may be the king, but I'm the hero. The hero always saves the day. Anyways I'll be back tomorrow to celebrate okay?"
"Promise?"
"Promise, and I'll make sure to come by if anything happens. An older brother has to protect his younger brother, right?"
"Right!" Digit left through the front door. I was happy that he got a day with the CPUs, but I felt lonely afterwards. I spent my time drawing or watching anime in the living room.
However, on the eve of my birthday, was the last day I ever spent with my brother.
I woke up the next day to find that the sky was black. A black substance was falling from the sky and hit several buildings, which caused the power in them to fail. I didn't have long to observe the situation before I heard an explosion in my house. I ran in and froze, a giant...demon was in the TV room. It was a hulking beast easily three times my size. It had glowing red eyes and it looked around the room, sniffing. I slowly stepped back and I apparently stepped on broken glass. Thankfully I had shoes on but the glass made a sound. The demon's attention went to me and I paled. I ran for the door and I heard it roar. I opened the door and I heard the demon jump and tackle me through the door. I thrashed around as it had me caught in it's grip.
"Let me go! Let me go!" I said, hitting its massive hand. It tightened its grip and I felt my ribs break. I looked down and blood was coming out of my sides and onto the demons black skin. I was in pain, but I was also mad. I tried to call for help, for the police, for the CPUs,
for my brother...
" I'll be sure to come by if anything happens. An older brother has to protect his younger brother,right?"
He lied...
He wasn't anywhere to be seen...
I'm going to die...
No one's coming to save me...
...
"GIVE ME MORE!" A demonic voice said.
I woke up with a start. I took a look at the clock, it was 7:50 a.m.
"Damn, that dream again..." I wiped the sweat from my brow and sighed. Recently I've been having dreams about the day I died, and I've also been down with something as well. This explains why I took those drugs earlier.
In case you are wondering, yes , I died.
However next thing I knew I woke up in this...new Gamindustri.
I guess when you're dead you have no sense of time.
Just thinking about it made me mad.
My brother, couldn't keep his promise saying he'd protect me. And then I hear he's dead? From what I've learned in history class it's the CPU's damn fault all of this shit even happened. They fucking fell for a guy and let the world fall apart for five years? My brother came in and fixed the world only to die, he gave everyone's life a reset. But at the same time he left his own blood behind.
At the root of this, the CPUs are at fault.
If they didn't let the world fall apart, then my brother would still be here.
If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have had to hope for one of them to rescue me.
If it wasn't for them I wouldn't have died.
DarkCaligo: So since i'm writing on a tablet I don't know how long this will be till after I download and upload it to . So to be honest you should ignore the statement "this is kinda short" when I feel like this is a short chapter, because I don't binge write anymore. But yea, kind of tells you a little about the two brothers, and our first POV for Ichi! We hear from Digit, and he gets a partner in the form of Croire! I wonder if anyone was ever wondering if Croire is going to be in this. The idea I got for Croire I took from Fairy Fencer F, how Eryn is a fairy in a fury (weapon). I don't know if she really turns into the weapon or just goes into it, but I always imagine her becoming the weapon. Anyways, like I said in the last note Digit will be in the backseat plotwise, since we need to get through the election, learning more about Ichi, seeing other nations etc. But don't worry it's not like he'll pop up at the end of the story. He'll come in once an arc is established. And this time around I'm thinking of going through several overall arcs, like how in Heartbreak the overall arc was restoring Gamindustri, well I'm thinking maybe doing two arcs in Act II (lol). Expect sub arcs here and there to keep things interesting.
