PHASE I [ ?? ?? ] This time, ViViD is a deathtrap.
There is random magma everywhere, monsters will spawn at random, and at some points, the game is entirely unplayable. It’s like the dev team totally disappeared mid-constructing the level.
Oh wait, that’s exactly what happened.
Monsters may spawn on top of you, you may suddenly be standing in a poisonous bog, you may suddenly lose your powers, or your senses, or so many different things --
It’s time to get out of here, ASAP.
Thankfully, the exit is obvious. Like. Blindingly obvious. It’s got a big sign over it that says EXIT
And just like that, you’ll be out of ViViD and --
PHASE II [ 0830 ] When you wake up (and it’s strange, because you were sure that you were logging out just a second ago), it’s in a pile of bodies.
They’re cold, but not in the same sense that a dead body would be cold. While they are lifeless and look incredibly real, they don’t feel real. They feel like dolls, mannequins, empty models and nothing more. Their code doesn’t seem to be functioning right.
And what some characters may realize upon looking at this pile of bodies is that they are all of the characters who were sacrifices before. Any character that was dropped who had a high magical or spiritual affinity is there in that pile of bodies, lifeless and eyes blank and vacant. Even you might be there, staring at your own dead body -- but it isn’t real It can be touched, but it’s really nothing more than a lifeless body.
You’ll have to crawl out of that pile of bodies to get anywhere, and then you’ll realize -- you’re in the Sanctuary, a building built by the characters as a safe place from CERES. And it’s looking pretty run-down at this point. The technology in it no longer functions, there is no security on it whatsoever…
Oh, and now there’s a pile of bodies. Great.
PHASE III [ 1000 ] There’s also a robot.
It’s wandering from place to place, though it’s impossible to follow. One second it’s there, the next it’s just gone.
Also, it’s wearing this. Weird.
But even with that on its face, the robot seems focused on one thing in particular. In fact, it has a sign, and it says:
Down with CERES. Up with Robots.
That’s a happy, cheerful message. If you try to go up to it to talk to it, it will look at you before...bonking you on the head with the sign and running off. That’s incredibly rude.
Alternatively, you may be safe and sound in your home, but then the doorbell rings, and there’s the robot again. The duck mask is gone, but now instead it has a pin on his fake lapel, and then he’s shoving a pamphlet at you.
He tips his hat, and then he’s gone. Weird.
(Also, if you hold onto the pamphlet, it will lead you directly to the person whose picture is on it, and you’ll feel like you’ve known them and have loved them for years.)
PHASE IV [ 1245 ] But not all is fun and games and shenanigans. There is something...well, strange happening, and the first real realization of that will be when it starts to rain. More than just the localized rain that a few unfortunates have dealt with -- no, it’s raining completely and totally, and that’s when it might hit you.
For the first time in Cerealia, there’s weather.
It’ll rain for a few hours, and then it’ll stop and become hot and sunny. It may get humid, considering it’s a jungle planet. At night, it’ll get rather cold.
Seems like whatever was keeping Cerealia’s atmosphere stable is now gone -- which also means that characters may start to occasionally experience headaches, nausea and dizziness if they go too close to the walls. It seems safer in the center of the city, and the Residential District is still okay, but… there’s no doubt that the planet’s atmosphere is starting to encroach on the city.
BONUS [ why o'clock ] But who cares about all of that? More importantly, you are here in this… totally not shoddy city to have fun, and it’s still being advertised as a pleasure colony. Or, well, it would be if, you know, CERES was still around.
But close enough.
And as a pleasure colony, it would figure that the first robots to really get fixed are...well, the Pleasure District robots. Unfortunately, the Pleasure District is still a nice big mess, so now they’re wandering the entire colony, looking for people they can hug, massage or...try to drag into more explicit activities.
Welcome to Cerealia!
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Wow, amazing! It's my first time seeing a real sword. What's it like to use one?
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It's natural.
[Kanesada shrugs, not thinking much of it. It's natural to use a sword because he is a sword, so fighting with his vessel is the most fluid and right feeling in the world.
That's probably not a good enough answer for this kid, though, so Kanesada thinks on it as he opens the door.
(There's freedom on the other side! Or at least just more city.)]
Humans fight with their fists sometimes, right? It's like that for me.
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Like that, huh . . . That's seriously cool. It sounds like something a samurai would say.
If it's all right with you, would you mind showing me sometime?
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Ah, it's a tiny bright spot. Kanesada is not a samurai at all, just a samurai's weapon. A fake samurai, to some, but he doesn't care. Hijikata was a real samurai in all the ways that mattered, so it still counts.
And someone called him cool, which might be more important here.
His mood is still awful, but once he gets outside, he turns back to his companion and rests his hands on his hips. It's a bit of a confidence boost!]
Samurai are more poetic. I'm just honest.
If only there were something to cut, then I'd show you.
[Something that isn't a building or the kid himself (though people are, admittedly, prime candidates for cutting). Otherwise he'd just put himself at risk for getting damaged and that's not a thing he's up for right now.]
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What's ideal? If I can find it around here, I'll gladly collect it for next time!
[Maybe they should go back and grab one of those fake bodies.]
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Goza and bamboo is suitable, but I don't think you'll find it in this mess.
[Don't get a fake body. What if he tries to dig out that Kanesada body? No good, friend.]
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Maybe not here, but another area might have what we need. If not, I'll think of something.
[Worse comes to worst, Izumi will offer his own (not flesh) body . . . ! Anyway, for that to happen, they need to know each other.]
I'm Izumi Kohei.
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Kanesada wrinkles his nose just looking at this place.]
It doesn't look promising.
[But introductions! He's good at those!]
Izuminokami Kanesada. I'm strong and cool!
[You remember how he sounded like a samurai earlier? Yeah. Yeah.]
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I've heard that name before.
[But he's no sword guru and his interests are more geared toward bullets. His brow furrows slightly before he huffs.]
No good. I can't remember.
[Sorry, dude.]
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And he's popular, so it's like a done deal that the name rings a bell - !
But then Kanesada deflates when Izumi just...gives up.]
Not even a little bit?
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Ah – a swordsmith?
[There was definitely one with the title, right? It makes sense! He talked about the sword so poetically!
No, Izumi.]
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Yes, yes, the Kanesada school made a lot of swords, the most desirable coming from the second generation.
[Quick history recap for you, Izumi. Then, Kanesada pulls his own sword, his vessel from his side, sheath and all, and holds it in front of himself.]
I, however, was made by the twelfth generation, but I have no regrets about it.
[He gives a resolute nod, then replaces the sword at his side. So what if he isn't the most sought-after sword ever made? He's still happy to have been made at all.]
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His eyes, however, widen at Kanesada's meaningful gesture.]
Hold on – you're a sword? For real!?
[Second or twelfth, who cares? It's still a literal swordsman. Cerealia has done it again with the interesting types.]
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Mmhmm. A tsukumogami, technically, but yes.
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Wow, I wouldn't have guessed! You look just like a regular person. [Only very pretty for a man?] But your real body must be the sword.