Chapter 0:

A Life in Review: An Obituary

My Time at Reastera Chateau


Indigo, as he was known, had been fortunate; he got to roll up a new character after his previous incarnation had met an untimely demise. His noble sacrifice had saved a friend… and some other guy who circumstance favored. He was also fortunate. Through some twist of fate, he got to retain his former memories, allowing for some heavy meta-gaming. Aside from letting him speed run the early-game, it also enabled him to appreciate the indignity of early infancy. But thanks to his over two decades of previous living experience, he was quickly… Well mostly quickly, able to conquer these shortcomings by mastering not only walking but also the “sky-shitter” as he would call it, stunning his parents.

As a prodigy, he was quickly shifted into the hallowed halls of the Kites’ Klub (TM Pending). Here, young Indigo learned the basics of yutsuukitsuu life, a primitive culture.

For the uninitiated, a yutsuukitsuu is a bipedal anthropomorphic fox/cat-like creature, with mostly human facial structures, large fox/cat-like ears, a tail, and a small frame. They come in an assortment of colors, which serves as their primary identifying feature. Of course, their psychic nature was their real defining feature, possessing both telepathic and telekinetic abilities. This proves a real challenge when communicating with non- telepathic creatures, as the concept of vocal communication is foreign to most of them.

During his four years with the Kites’ Klub (TM Pending) using his prior skills as an engineer and with special attention from Lilac Governess—charged with care of the children—would go on to develop novel uses of what he called, “Fox Magic.” This, in conjunction with his general precociousness, made him the earliest graduate of the Kites’ Klub (TM Pending), granting him the recognition as a “not child” and his mask—which all non-children wear.

From here he would perform many wondrous deeds, from unearthing miraculous life saving herbs to uniting star-crossed lovers. His splendid accomplishments would earn him high accolades, many even going as far as to call him “the God of Clear Skies’ Chosen,” which Indigo repudiated.

Of course, being a genius among his people, he soon attracted the attention of the majestic warrior, Moonlight Guardian, charged with protecting those who dwelled in the Two Trees of the Mystical Forest. She deemed Indigo worthy to carry on the noble tradition of Guardian and asked if he would carry this burden and become her apprentice. As there can be no greater an occupation than protecting your kin, he accepted.

She warned that the training would be difficult, but Indigo faced it without trepidation. With a strength summoned deep from within, he handled the initial trials with grace and poise. From there on after, Moonlight Guardian would show him the ways of the warrior.

It seemed Indigo had found his calling. But one of such greatness cannot be bound by convention, and it soon became apparent Indigo’s single apprenticeship to Moonlight Guardian was insufficient to fully capitalize on his gifts. He soon found himself solicited by the tribal leader, Snowcap Elder—who may or may not have been a deadbeat. Despite being highly unorthodox, Indigo found himself with a second apprenticeship as an Elder.

This Elder, despite his foibles, had a keen interest in knowledge and a large assortment of resources for young Indigo to enlighten himself. With such resources at his disposal, he learned about the world at large, but more importantly, how to communicate vocally. Because of the Elder’s interest in this vocal pastime, Indigo would receive plenty of practice.

Of all his relationships, Indigo treasured Moonlight Guardian’s the most. Though initially aloof, through trials and tribulations, the two grew close, and Indigo would regard her as an older sister.

Of course, nothing lasts forever, and the time came when Moonlight Guardian left, accompanying another young yutsuukitsuu, Dawn—a friend of Indigo—sojourning to a distant land. Though saddened by his cherished mentor’s departure, he bore it all with the grace and dignity you would expect from one of his station and took solace in knowing she would return.

With Moonlight Guardian gone, the sacred duty of defending the village from the perils of the outside now rested on Indigo’s shoulders. A duty he did not take lightly. And so life went on until that day...

Humans were a rare sight at the Two Trees; Indigo immediately knew danger afoot when a shout went out: there were humans accompanied by black smoke. He leapt into action, scouting the raiding party and organizing an escape, but the humans were well prepared and well armed.

Seeing no prospect for victory, he charged the attackers, hoping to allow others the opportunity to escape. Indigo fought valiantly, but it was for not. An enchanted armored raider struck him down, his only regret being he had failed Moonlight Guardian.

Indigo:

Play time: 10 years

Race: Yutsuukitsuu

Class: Apprentice Guardian and Elder

Magic Acquired: Telekinesis, Flight, Wind, Fire, Temperature Control, Telekinetic Cutting, Psychic Radar, Physical assistance, Wraith Blade (and other shapes)

Relationships: Beloved son and brother, cherished apprentice, bizarre friend

Survived by: ... No one?

Killed by: Dude with a sword

Comment: At least it wasn’t a piano this time

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That came out pretty well, I think. Sure, maybe I overstated some things, but it is already a bit much to ask someone to write their own obituary. Usually, one perk of being the deceased is that this kind of thing is someone else’s problem. I mean, how can you reasonably believe propositioning a dead guy to chronicle his own life would be well received!?

But now that you mention it, it is strange that I’m able to write my obituary, being dead and all. I don’t know what I expected from the afterlife, if such a thing exists, perhaps white pearly gates or something. I certainly wasn’t expecting something as bureaucratic as writing reports that nobody would read… OH NO! I MUST BE IN THE OTHER PLACE!!!