User:NeloAngelo/Redstuff/1

&#10096;&#10096;Prologue Rhythm of Red - Nelo The first thing I felt &mdash; a resonant warmth. And then- I hear a voice. "&mdash help me-" Unfamiliar.

I sense &mdash; Heat. One human. Two- Humans....?

I opened my eyes. A girl with distinct red hair stood in front of me. The source of the first heat signal. Two beasts stood behind approaching at high speed. The source of the two dubious heat signal. The girl...her staff. Something familar is emanating from it. The resonant warmth. "Help me!" Her voice rang again. I need her alive.

Gather ▂▂▃▃. Compress ▂▂▃▃; Huh? This feels familiar. Almost natural. Reflexively, my hand gestured foward. Heat discharged from my hand, igniting into two plumes of fire arcing around the girl and towards the beasts. The beasts' heat signal rises dramatically, and then...nothing but ashes.

"Thank you" The voice rang again. It's from the girl. Who is she? I looked The staff that resonanted with me. No clue. Where am I? I feel like I've been taken a long nap. ....Who am I? My memory...I can feel them. ...but I can't remember them.

...... ......

"Do you remember your name?" The girl asked. Almost instinctively, I uttered, "Nelo". I don't remember the meaning behind the name. But I can feel it is something I can't forget.

.... .....

"Call me Red". The girl introduced herself. Guess her parents are being literal. .... Oh, it's a nickname.

.... .....

I inspected my surroundings. Nothing but wreckage of a ruin. I inspected myself. All that I have with me is a sword of comfortable length and a familiar grip. I can feel like I should know something about this place, but nothing comes to mind.

I was awakened by her staff, which is said to be originated from a place called Chiara, but... I don't even remember where I was. I can't remember any of my memories, but I feel like it's something very precious to me. .... I want my memories back. I want my life back.

For now, the girl 'Red' and this sword holstered behind me is all the lead I had.

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 * Red: Hello Neloo, are yooou listening?
 * Nelo: Yeah, yeah. You need to reach Chiara to save your hometown Rizaia.
 * Red: I don't know whether its your loss of memory or your default state, but your poker face isn't exactly inspiring my confidence here.
 * Nelo: Aren't doctors supposed to be good a diagnosing?
 * Red: I'm dabble in general practice, not psychology, Nelo.
 * Nelo: Fair enough. So how far is Chiara from here?
 * Red: We're heading up to the train station up west to Beovault, after that, we can reach Chiara straight ahead. If there's no hiccups, it should take about...a month?
 * Nelo: Beovault.
 * Red: Ring any bells?
 * Nelo: Nope.
 * Red: Figures. It's an international commerce center with all sorts of visitors.
 * Nelo: Cool, I guess?
 * Red: Well, to be honest, I've only been there a few times, too. What I remember the most is its cuisine. Just thinking about it makes me hungry...
 * Nelo: No comment.
 * Red: That's 'cause you haven't tried it. Who knows, maybe I'll treat you a meal in Beovault.
 * Nelo: We still have to make it there first.
 * Red: Well, since your memory isn't affecting your fighting capabilities, I think we'll be fine.
 * Nelo: Fighting, huh.... Wonder why this aspect is the only thing that stuck.
 * Red: Could be muscle memory. By the way...can't you compress your sword? It doesn't paint a nice picture of someone lugging around a weapon.
 * Nelo: Compress?
 * Red: You know, with MAG.
 * Nelo: I don't even know what's a MAG.
 * Red: Just how scrambled your memory is? Memory Armament Gear, you've seen how I can disassemble my staff. Can't you do the same with your sword?
 * Nelo: Don't know. ..... Nope. Doesn't seem to have any compatible programs loaded inside.
 * Red: Can I take a look?
 * Nelo: Sure.
 * Red: Never seen this type of magic construction before... .... ....! Just how much capacity does this sword holds?
 * Nelo: Seems standard to me.
 * Red: No way! Even my staff doesn't compare. And my staff is Chiara's manufacturing.
 * Nelo: I take Chiara product is some brand name?
 * Red: More than a brand name. My staff &mdash; Transmigration Staff, is a one-of-a-kind system that only Chiara can do. Magic construction isn't my field of study, but even I can tell your sword's system is very powerful in processing capacity.
 * Nelo: Whatever it is, I'm comfortable with this weapon. Sorry, you're stuck with me lugging this sword.
 * Red: Then you better stick with me when we enter the station. Carrying around an actual equipment instead of using MAG isn't exactly "civilized" around here.
 * Nelo: Local custom?
 * Red: Nelo, the implementation of MAG system is considered basic education around world.
 * Nelo: Yikes.
 * Red: We could probably get you a guitar case to keep your sword, but the station here doesn't sell them.
 * Nelo: huh...
 * Red: Something I said?
 * Nelo: It's nothing. Well, if there's nothing else, let's head to the main station.