{prologue.}
He awakens in the middle of an island. There is nothing around him but water. White, colorless water. The land is painted a cheerful yellow, but the lonely feeling that hangs over the land contradicts the color.
There is nowhere to go but up, it seems.
So he goes up. He keeps going up, until he finds a cat. A cat with a suspiciously demonic smile. “Ah,†it says, its voice rather raspy, “I am sure that I was the only creature here. Very well, it seems that I am falling into the pits of insanity to see my own puppet. Pray tell, what is your name?â€
He lifts his chin into the air, tries not to look at the demonic cat. “I am known as The Batter,†he says rather smugly.
The cat stalked towards his foot, circling it and rubbing its fur against the leg. “It seems that it is not the puppet who answered it, but the puppeteer controlling it,†it rasps, meowing as it rubbed its back. “So, dear puppeteer, what is your name?â€
The Batter looks down, its face filled with disgust as the cat sits there, staring at him, its smile only seeming to grow wider. “The one who controls me is [your name]. [He/She] cannot talk, but can see and hear.â€
The cat’s smile grows wider. “Ah, how nice to meet you, [your name]! Now, pray tell me, what brings you here, The Batter?â€
“I have come with a sacred mission.â€
“And what mission is that?â€
“To purify the world.â€
“Ah… such a sacred mission, indeed. Come, let me lend you a paw. If you so greatly desire to fulfill this mission, come with me. I shall help you,†the cat meows, padding onward to the tall, yellow building just a few steps beyond.
Footsteps could be heard as The Batter steps forward to follow.
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basically a book version of the game “OFFâ€.
fancy title lettering. whoop.