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SuperSaiyanMusashi
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 21, 2018
- Location
- US, Northeast
Musashi made his way down the slightly damp earthen path in the lush green forest. Though the mid-day had just started, light levels were reduced due to the overcast gray sky, which gave off the occasional drop of clean rain. Soon, the brave, curious samurai arrived upon his initial destination: a mighty castle kept in a wide clearing. Around the superstructure, many men and women were sparring against each other, showing off magic spells, or practicing other unusual talents. After taking a few curious glances, the blue-haired fencer continued his way inside, following signs for the library until finally arriving there.
Madam Fayya, Paper Mage and Librarian of the Kai Monastery sat at the front desk. She had long black hair, word in a single braid. Her tight-fitting green dress was accompanied by a pair of knee-high boots. Curiously, the novel she was reading floated on its own, and 2 origami birds hovered beside it, also flying on their own. As Musashi walked in, Fayya’s paper birds could be seen turning the page for her. Upon noticing she had company, Fayya looked up while her birds carried the book off to the side so she could greet, “Good Afternoon, can I help you find something?”
“Oh, not exactly,” Musashi curiously returned. “I heard you know a few things about books that show…unusual qualities,” he clarified.
“I’ve certainly discovered a few odd tomes in my time,” Fayya confirmed. “What’s special about yours?” she asked, figuring it fairly likely the youth found a strange book.
Musashi produced an impressive, hard-bound, omnibus-sized graphic novel. The cover, bearing the title ‘The Tales of Makine Azusagi’, portrayed a beautiful girl with very long purple and pink hair. Inside the pages, epic stories brought to life with vibrant illustrations told the many struggles and joys of the young lady featured on the cover. The art style and production value of the mighty tome stood in contrast to the technology level of the world Musashi first saw it in. “My father said he got it as a gift from his friend Jacques, who,” Musashi stopped briefly to warn Fayya about his tale, “I know it sounds crazy, but dad told me Jacques was from hundreds of years in the future.”
Fayya gave a strange look for a brief moment but softened her expression slightly upon remembering a few equally odd experiences of her own. “That would explain the strange art style,” she observed.
“I read it when I was little,” Musashi explained. “And I liked it a lot. I kept wondering what Makine would be like to meet for real!” he recalled.
“Ah yes, we all wonder that sometimes, don’t we?” Fayya related.
“Indeed,” Musashi verified. “I mean, I had a few friends growing up. I played with my cousin Yousuke all the time! Playing with other boys was fun and all, but I couldn’t help but wonder what having a girl as a friend would be like,” he recalled. “And here’s the thing: I got my wish like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Oh?” Fayya reacted, her curiosity showing.
"So a few days later, I was left to my own for a little while," the story-telling samurai began. "I went outside to practice my strikes a little, but mid-course I dropped the sticks upon hearing a 'Hi'. I looked just slightly to the side and saw Makine herself standing there! Wearing the prettiest purple dress too. I wasn't sure if it was real, but she greeted me by name, like she had known me since always. I didn't argue; just asked if she wanted to play with me, to which she said, 'of course that's why I'm here!' So we explored around the fields and woods. Pretended like we were all sorts of crazy characters. She even had this weird machine that could play music so we could imagine being at a fancy ball."
"That's..amazing!" Fayya reacted, now thinking about the prospect of a book character popping in for a surprise visit. "So what happened to Makine?"
Continuing the story, Musashi recalled, "Around sunset she left; said good-bye with a smile, blew a little kiss and then just kept walking. When dad got back, I told him all about how Makine came and played with me all day. He thought I was being crazy; said it was probably a girl from the town playing a joke. Well if it was, it was one masterful joke: A dress like hers would have been very hard to make with the materials in our village. No one else saw her, or saw anyone else go to my father's house that day, or found any evidence like hairs from a lavender wig or spare clothes."
"Hmm..a little unnerving, but hey you had fun, right?" Fayya followed along.
"That I did!" Musashi agreed. "I didn't hear from her for awhile, but then a few days after re-reading the book, I got sick and had to stay in bed for a while. Waking up from a nap, I suddenly saw her sitting in a chair in my room. She came over to me with a wet washcloth to rest on my forehead, then proceeded to pour some hot tea and add a drop of honey to it before insisting I drink it. From there she did most of the talking, telling me about the places she had gone. Later, I dozed off again, just after she left with an affectionate hand-touch. I told dad she came back, and again, he figured I was dreaming, had a vivid imagination, was hallucinating from the illness and medicines; the usual dismissals. And yet: the washcloth remained and the tea-treatment worked wonders."
Taking the story in, Fayya, inquired, "This never happened with any other book characters; just Makine? And any time it did was shortly after you re-read her book?"
"Yes," Musashi confirmed. "It's lead me to believe this is no ordinary book," he theorized. "But the last time I saw Makine was several years ago. She hasn't come back after any recent re-reads. Maybe it's just because I'm grown up now, but she seemed to grow up with me over the course of the visits, so I don't think it's a 'Kids-only' thing." He then shared his concern with the wise librarian, "I think there's something happening with her, like maybe she's in trouble and needs my help. And now that I'm a trained samurai with a couple of developed super-powers I think I can do just that! If I could just get to her somehow!"
"So you've heard about my talents, then?" Fayya checked. "Yea, I discovered my ability to enter the worlds contained in books during one of my craziest adventures. Took a while but I learned how to control it, and extend the power to sending others as well." the green-eyed librarian explained. "But be warned; the worlds created in these pages can be crazy places with the weirdest customs and nasty dangers. I can pull you out of it, but not always right away," she advised.
"Oh that's okay: I have my warp whistle just in case," Musashi assured the mystical librarian.
"Well, okay, but remember that any traveling to other worlds carries a risk of getting stuck in them," Fayya finalized her warnings. "But I can see you need to do this. Are you fully ready?" she checked.
"I am, Miss Fayya," Musashi confirmed. "Please send me there!" he requested.
They opened 'The Tales of Makine Azusagi" atop the hard-wooden counter. Fayya held Musashi's hand while placing her other atop the book with eyes closed. Musashi read the text on the pages and admired the amazing artwork intently until he felt a lightheaded rush come over him. He could feel himself barreling through a tunnel of light until it suddenly gave way to a stone-paved square in an opulent modern-looking city with a few elegant, Victorian-esque decorations. Standing up, he saw the legendary, possibly magically-inclined girl sitting near the fountain. She now looked fully grown, like a beautiful woman, accentuated by her purple and white dress bearing heart-shaped decorations. Her hair was long and colorful like always. Musashi, barely believing his eyes, quietly greeted, "Ma..Makine?"
Madam Fayya, Paper Mage and Librarian of the Kai Monastery sat at the front desk. She had long black hair, word in a single braid. Her tight-fitting green dress was accompanied by a pair of knee-high boots. Curiously, the novel she was reading floated on its own, and 2 origami birds hovered beside it, also flying on their own. As Musashi walked in, Fayya’s paper birds could be seen turning the page for her. Upon noticing she had company, Fayya looked up while her birds carried the book off to the side so she could greet, “Good Afternoon, can I help you find something?”
“Oh, not exactly,” Musashi curiously returned. “I heard you know a few things about books that show…unusual qualities,” he clarified.
“I’ve certainly discovered a few odd tomes in my time,” Fayya confirmed. “What’s special about yours?” she asked, figuring it fairly likely the youth found a strange book.
Musashi produced an impressive, hard-bound, omnibus-sized graphic novel. The cover, bearing the title ‘The Tales of Makine Azusagi’, portrayed a beautiful girl with very long purple and pink hair. Inside the pages, epic stories brought to life with vibrant illustrations told the many struggles and joys of the young lady featured on the cover. The art style and production value of the mighty tome stood in contrast to the technology level of the world Musashi first saw it in. “My father said he got it as a gift from his friend Jacques, who,” Musashi stopped briefly to warn Fayya about his tale, “I know it sounds crazy, but dad told me Jacques was from hundreds of years in the future.”
Fayya gave a strange look for a brief moment but softened her expression slightly upon remembering a few equally odd experiences of her own. “That would explain the strange art style,” she observed.
“I read it when I was little,” Musashi explained. “And I liked it a lot. I kept wondering what Makine would be like to meet for real!” he recalled.
“Ah yes, we all wonder that sometimes, don’t we?” Fayya related.
“Indeed,” Musashi verified. “I mean, I had a few friends growing up. I played with my cousin Yousuke all the time! Playing with other boys was fun and all, but I couldn’t help but wonder what having a girl as a friend would be like,” he recalled. “And here’s the thing: I got my wish like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Oh?” Fayya reacted, her curiosity showing.
"So a few days later, I was left to my own for a little while," the story-telling samurai began. "I went outside to practice my strikes a little, but mid-course I dropped the sticks upon hearing a 'Hi'. I looked just slightly to the side and saw Makine herself standing there! Wearing the prettiest purple dress too. I wasn't sure if it was real, but she greeted me by name, like she had known me since always. I didn't argue; just asked if she wanted to play with me, to which she said, 'of course that's why I'm here!' So we explored around the fields and woods. Pretended like we were all sorts of crazy characters. She even had this weird machine that could play music so we could imagine being at a fancy ball."
"That's..amazing!" Fayya reacted, now thinking about the prospect of a book character popping in for a surprise visit. "So what happened to Makine?"
Continuing the story, Musashi recalled, "Around sunset she left; said good-bye with a smile, blew a little kiss and then just kept walking. When dad got back, I told him all about how Makine came and played with me all day. He thought I was being crazy; said it was probably a girl from the town playing a joke. Well if it was, it was one masterful joke: A dress like hers would have been very hard to make with the materials in our village. No one else saw her, or saw anyone else go to my father's house that day, or found any evidence like hairs from a lavender wig or spare clothes."
"Hmm..a little unnerving, but hey you had fun, right?" Fayya followed along.
"That I did!" Musashi agreed. "I didn't hear from her for awhile, but then a few days after re-reading the book, I got sick and had to stay in bed for a while. Waking up from a nap, I suddenly saw her sitting in a chair in my room. She came over to me with a wet washcloth to rest on my forehead, then proceeded to pour some hot tea and add a drop of honey to it before insisting I drink it. From there she did most of the talking, telling me about the places she had gone. Later, I dozed off again, just after she left with an affectionate hand-touch. I told dad she came back, and again, he figured I was dreaming, had a vivid imagination, was hallucinating from the illness and medicines; the usual dismissals. And yet: the washcloth remained and the tea-treatment worked wonders."
Taking the story in, Fayya, inquired, "This never happened with any other book characters; just Makine? And any time it did was shortly after you re-read her book?"
"Yes," Musashi confirmed. "It's lead me to believe this is no ordinary book," he theorized. "But the last time I saw Makine was several years ago. She hasn't come back after any recent re-reads. Maybe it's just because I'm grown up now, but she seemed to grow up with me over the course of the visits, so I don't think it's a 'Kids-only' thing." He then shared his concern with the wise librarian, "I think there's something happening with her, like maybe she's in trouble and needs my help. And now that I'm a trained samurai with a couple of developed super-powers I think I can do just that! If I could just get to her somehow!"
"So you've heard about my talents, then?" Fayya checked. "Yea, I discovered my ability to enter the worlds contained in books during one of my craziest adventures. Took a while but I learned how to control it, and extend the power to sending others as well." the green-eyed librarian explained. "But be warned; the worlds created in these pages can be crazy places with the weirdest customs and nasty dangers. I can pull you out of it, but not always right away," she advised.
"Oh that's okay: I have my warp whistle just in case," Musashi assured the mystical librarian.
"Well, okay, but remember that any traveling to other worlds carries a risk of getting stuck in them," Fayya finalized her warnings. "But I can see you need to do this. Are you fully ready?" she checked.
"I am, Miss Fayya," Musashi confirmed. "Please send me there!" he requested.
They opened 'The Tales of Makine Azusagi" atop the hard-wooden counter. Fayya held Musashi's hand while placing her other atop the book with eyes closed. Musashi read the text on the pages and admired the amazing artwork intently until he felt a lightheaded rush come over him. He could feel himself barreling through a tunnel of light until it suddenly gave way to a stone-paved square in an opulent modern-looking city with a few elegant, Victorian-esque decorations. Standing up, he saw the legendary, possibly magically-inclined girl sitting near the fountain. She now looked fully grown, like a beautiful woman, accentuated by her purple and white dress bearing heart-shaped decorations. Her hair was long and colorful like always. Musashi, barely believing his eyes, quietly greeted, "Ma..Makine?"
