valueoftheworld01: journey of a thousand miles
May 11, 2012 9:23:43 GMT -8
Post by Q on May 11, 2012 9:23:43 GMT -8
Age had not been kind to Nakamura Uboshi Shishigawara—not even in the slightest. He lay sitting up; his rotting, failed body wrapped in white robes and clean sheets. An oxygen mask helped his lungs do what they could not by themselves, and a pair of glasses, thick rimmed and black, gave his eyes the sight they had lost long, long ago. Eating was a chore he could rarely find the energy to do these days, so an IV slowly trickled nutrients into his scrawny arm and then into his fleshless self. Yet despite the knowledge that the Shinigami was coming for him, that Kami awaited on the other side so that his soul could be judged, Nakamura’s mind was still sharper than the rest.
Turning squinted eyes from an obscenely large window to a shadowed doorway, Nakamura made out the outline of his most trusted servant. The man stood there, his suit clean, his black hair slicked back, and his face handsome and shaved. He had come to the chambers to bring news.
“…They were sent out…?” Nakamura whispered, his voice weak and plagued by constant wheezing and coughing.
“Yes, Nakamura-Sama—and the replies received. They will arrive here within the next day.”
“Good…” He turned his head back to the window, giving him a view of hundreds upon hundreds of miles of Kusa no Kuni land. A smile cracked his old lips underneath the oxygen mask. “…Good.”VALUE OF THE WORLD01
The Journey of a Thousand Miles[/center]
How you received the message and arrived at the doorstep of the Nakamura estate was both an irrelevant and unnecessary detail. You found yourself at a gargantuan golden gate, speaking volumes of the money the owner of the house held. It opened and you were escorted as you arrived into the depths of a mansion that only child dreams could describe.
Upon stepping through the portal proper, you find yourselves being left in the main hall of the castle. Chandlers made of diamond; suits of samurai armor made from the finest blacksmiths in Tetsu no Kuni, and a plethora of other rich details surround you.
“Nakamura-Sama will be with you shortly,” A butler says, bowing before going to escort the next guest in.
For such a massive estate, it feels oddly deserted. Lonely. Workers are nowhere to be seen and the presumed family of the man has yet to show itself. For now you are left to your own devices, though the butler was clear on his one order: do not leave the main hall.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]