A Conversation with Samael

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ''For some reason,'' you felt as if you were dreaming. Your feet carried you weightlessly through tall, flowered grass. Everything felt.... //warm.// You could not recall anything that may have led up to you being there. A passage you had read about lucid dreaming popped into your head. You had never experienced it before, no matter how hard you had tried. Was this it? In the distance, you could see a lonesome figure draped in grayscale. His long, flowing cloth garb seemed weightless and dreamlike, dusting through the grass. It was striking to you, against the deep aquamarine and aubergine colors of the nightscape.(if: $inventory contains "flowers")[Peeking out from behind him, you saw the bouquet of flowers you had given him before. You feel... warmed.] Do you approach him? [[yes]] [[no]] [[...maybe]]

<img src="images/neutral.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Sounded like a solid idea. You got the feeling that you could trust him. Right? You carried yourself towards him. You realize the bright light that outlined his hooded face was moving with him, and you reached out to touch his shoulder. You could not hear your footsteps in the grass. He looked over his shoulder. From under his hood, you could see two bicolored irises looking back at you, with three beauty marks under each of his eyes. When he turned to face you, he dragged his hood away from his face, revealing silky white hair. You felt your curiosity peaking. "Hello," He greeted you, a smile quirking the corners of his rose-tinted lips. "I am ''Samael,'' an Archangel and the personification of death. It is nice to meet you. You must have... many questions." He murmured to you, in a voice that made you feel relaxed. Your heart may have been pounding with unease before, but you were then filled with comfort. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["How are you?"]] [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You turned completely around, and headed away. Fuck that. Internet always said to avoid strange men in loose clothing late at night. Wait, you were dreaming, right? You were too deep in your thoughts to notice that you had bumped into something. You jerked your head up, and saw the figure from before looking off into the distance, facing away from you. You backed way up. "What the hell?" You audibly spit. Weren't you... headed away? You didn't remember turning completely around.... Your head is spinning. Do you approach him? [[yes]] [[run]] [[...]]

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Yeah. You'd always been indecisive. You stood there, weighing your options. On one hand, it was a dream, right? Nothing bad should have been able to reasonably happen to you. On the other, something deep in your heart feels... unsettled. It all feels so... familiar, yet so distant. In your indecision, The man slowly turned to you. His face was obscured dangerously by the distance between you two, as well as a cloth hood over his eyes. A bright circle of yellow light outlined his head. "It is nice to meet you," He greeted, and a smile quirked the corners of his red tinted lips. [["Who are you?"]] [["Where am i?"]] [[...]]

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You booked it. Double fuck that. This must be a nightmare. A bad, bad, //bad// nightmare. Fuck that, fuck that, and finally, fuck that. You reached the treeline. You burst through the darkness and scrambled aimlessly towards a dim light on the other side. Perhaps you could wake up. Perhaps there was an end to this madness. You realized you could not feel the scrape of the branches, the leaves, and the thorns against your skin. You emerged from the brush unscathed. Terror is filling you. [[You are back where you started.]]

<img src="images/neutral.gif" width = "900" height = "356" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "I am ''Samael,'' an Archangel and the personification of death itself." He said, gingerly touching his chest with his hand as he spoke, quirking his head to the side. "The grim reaper, if you would." He added, and reached his gentle hands to the edge of his hood. He pulled it back gingerly over his head, and shook out his silvery white hair as he did so, which hung to the bottom of his ears. When he opened his eyes once more and turned his attention back to you, your gaze was ripped immediately to his brightly colored irises. You recall briefly something about heterochromia, but this seems like a totally different caliber. There was an intelligence hid behind them that dream people often did not have. He seemed to note your indecision. He was careful not to approach you from the distance. "I'm afraid to let you know that... You have met your end. I am here to guide you to the afterlife." You feel comforted by his careful actions. [["The afterlife?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "356" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There was a long hesitation between the two of you. The figure was studying you calmly, as tension rose in his chest. He expected you to say //something.// At least to break the awkward silence. He swallowed hard, and his akwardness gave way to a friendly smile beneath his hood. "I am ''Samael,'' an Archangel and the personification of death itself." He finally said, just to fill the silence with something. His hands gingerly moved up to his head, and pulled back the grey veil from his hair. He tipped his chin back as he did so, shaking out his silky silver-white locks. "I'm sure you have... many questions." You feel strange. [["Where am i?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [[...->silence]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There he was once more. Standing. This time, he was facing towards you. There was a quirk to his head, and under his hood you could see a frown. Your heart was pounding. You could feel fear tingling in your feet and hands. You looked down to your hands. They were obscured by what looks like static on an old television you had when you were younger. A gasp left your mouth, and you began to wildly shake them, stumbling backwards. You clumsy fool. You fell to the ground, and saw that your feet were no longer viable to stand with. Pixelated blobs replaced your nice shoes and socks, and climbed dangerously up your legs. [[It's just a dream. It's just a dream.]]

<img src="images/sam1.gif" width = "900" height = "500" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You reassured yourself that this was just another one of your fucked up dreams. What were they like again? "Hey," You heard a gentle voice calling out, like an angel atop the horror you had just experienced, floating like gold above the cool, dark landscape. You lifted your gaze to meet your savior. Face to face, you found yourself looking up at the hooded figure. He quickly dropped his hood, and bent down gracefully to help you up. You felt weightless in his small, porcelain-like hands as he pulled you back up on your feet. Your fear melted completely. His bicolored amber and violet gaze peered down at you with concern. Atop his two blushing cheeks were three dark beauty marks in a row, cutting just under his long white eyelashes. His silvery hair was pushed from his face by the gentle, dreamlike breeze. The buzzing in your fingertips and toes stopped. "Are you... okay? I did not intend on scaring you..." [["You could have picked a better... outfit."]] [["...Yeah. And who the hell are you?"]] [["...Yeah. Thanks."]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "...Oh. Did my robes put you off?" He asked you, his brows upturning slightly. "I appear to you as you would have imagined me to look. I apologize that... death may have scared you in life." He told you. Wait a second. What was that he just said? [["...Yeah. And who the hell are you?"<-"Death?"]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "I am ''Samael'', the Archangel and personification of death." He responded, sweeping his slender hand to his chest, touching it gingerly with a genuinely warm smile parting his lips. You realized this //may not// be a dream. The uncanny realness of the situation hit you like a brick at your neck. You moved your fingers up to touch your face. They were cold. You recalled the warmth of the figure who refers to himself as Samael. "...It is never easy accepting it, I know. You must have many questions." The robed man said to you gently, with sincerity in his angelic voice. [["So what, you're like the grim reaper or something?"]] [["So I am dreaming. Got it."]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Do not mention it." He said kindly. "It is in my heart to try to make you feel safe in your passage." "Passage...?" You found yourself blurting out. It was like your speech filter had been shattered there. Perhaps it was that way in life, too. For some reason, you couldn't remember. "Not to be blunt," The man said on a small sigh, tilting his head gently to the side with a somber concern in his bicolored gaze. "But I am ''Samael,'' the Archangel and personification of death. I am here to guide you to the afterlife." You feel strange. The surreallness of the situation has finally dawned on you. [["So I am dreaming. Got it."<-"So... I am dreaming."]] [["...I'm dead?"]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "As much as I would like to assure you otherwise... It is not." He said grimly, and his gentle smile gave way to a frown. He appeared as if he did not want to break the news to you. "You have passed away. You do not remember the circumstances, and you will not, lest I should tell you. Only if you are comfortable with that, of course." He said assuringly, again showing you a smile, although there was melancholy hidden behind his teeth. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] [["Where am i?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["How did I die?"]] [["If you're death... did you kill me?"]] [["How do I leave this place?"->"Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "...You could call it that." He said hesitantly, and a small laugh left his lips. "Humans have referred to me by many names. Whatever you are most comfortable with." He assured you, and clasped one of his hands over your shoulder. You winced in preparation to the firm blow, but were surprised by its gingerness. His palms were warm, and welcoming. You never imagined death could have such a comforting face. "You may find peace in knowing there //is// life after death. I am here to give you your options." [["Options?"]] [["What is going to happen to me?"]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Unfortunately not... I wish I could assure you otherwise." He said. You watched him for a second. There was a stillness to the surroundings that assured you he was telling the truth. It was like the trees were listening to you. They hushed their rustling and their waving to allow you to speak. You can't remember dying. You can't remember anything about the last couple of days, in fact. Your memories were plagued with the fear that you had felt during your attempted escape. You felt embarrassment wash over you. So much for first impressions. [["Er, sorry."]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There was a moment of silence as the figure before you considered his words. He dropped his hands in front of him, clutching them gingerly together. "Yes." He responded softly. There was mourning behind his colorful gaze, and peering out into your very heart. "I am very... incredibly sorry." He said, his voice almost a whisper. There was a sincere gentleness to his posture that almost made you feel sorry for asking. [["Er, sorry."]] [["What is going to happen to me?"]] [["No, there's no way that's true. There must be some sort of mistake."]]

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "No, no, it is no big deal." He assured you, giving you a bright smile. "I have done this many times, with many different people. It is only natural." He said. His smile seemed legitimate, though there was melancholy hidden behind it. "To reach beyond this place, you have ''two options."'' He told you, nodding his head curtly. You are curious about these options. [[Ask about them.->"Options?"]] [["What is going to happen to me?"]]

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "To leave this place, you are given two options. It is of great importance that you listen to what I am about to tell you." He told you. His kind attitude gave way to a profound seriousness. "You may [[ascend to heaven]], and carry on as you would have in life. You have access to infinite food, wine, and people who have also ascended to heaven. You will retain your human body, and exist as a soul in paradise." He offered. You took notice of the twinkling of the stars behind the Archangel's head. You wondered if you would be joining their fated ranks. Did the number of stars increase as humans ascended to the heavens? There was a warm breeze that touched your face. The thought was oddly comforting. Though, he wondered if those that you loved would join you. It would be a lonesome life, one lived in solitude. "On the other hand," The angel continued, his bi-colored lenses twinkling at you as he spoke. "...You can [[start life anew]] by joining the ranks of the many demons living in the paradise known as Hell." He offered, gesturing with his hand, as if there was a magical door to his right that would open and show you a wonderful hellscape. Whatever that looked like. "I assure you it is not the fire and brimstone you may have imagined in your life. It is tropical and the climate is... quite fair. I do enjoy my stays there, so I am afraid my opinion is biased." He said, and gave you a sweet laugh that hung brightly in the dark night sky. Perhaps you had //not// been satisfied with your life. Hell, you hardly remembered much of what happened to you in the last few days, maybe even months. A fresh start was... tempting. There was much you had not accomplished. Much to do, much to see, much to know. Plus, this grim reaper dude seemed to like the place. "Please make your choice carefully. Your entire future depends on it."

<img src="images/neutral.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "You have two options to leave this place." He told you. He released his hands from their clasp, and looked out over the stars that swirled overhead, almost tickling the tops of the trees that surrounded the two of you. There is a long moment of silence that urges your soul to speak. [["Options?"]] [["I'd rather stay here. Thanks."]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> A soft sigh left his lips, and his eyelashes gently brushed his cheek as he took a moment to think. "There is unfortunately no way for me to prove this to you. Have you noticed the //chill// of your skin? The welcoming //warmth// of this realm? The way the //grass// does not touch you as you pass through?" He asked you. There was a hint of exasperation in his tone. It was like he had done this before. "You are nothing but the hollow core of your being- your soul. I must lead you to your destination, or you are fated to fizzle out here, in the woods." He said, his voice carrying a kind of urgency that made you feel like he was telling the truth. You feel as though you can trust his word. [["What is going to happen to me?"<-"So what happens If I go with you?"]] [["I'd rather stay here. Thanks."]]

<img src="images/shocked.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The white haired angel pinched his nose between his forefinger and his thumb. There was a bubbling amusement from his chest, mixed with the exasperation that you heard before. "I urge you to rethink your choices. You have other options, you know." He asked you, dropping his hand from his face. You could see the amusement glittering in his eyes. Samael thinks you are joking. He seems to have appreciated the humor. [["Options?"]] [["Nah. Not joking."]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "For real?" He asked you, tipping his head slightly. His amusement melted to concern. "Is that seriously your choice?" He added warily. Death is begging you to reconsider. [["Uh. Yeah."]]

<img src="apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "No, no, no." He responded. "You don't seem to understand," He urged, walking closer to you and placing both of his hands on your shoulders. "You completely fizzle out. You just.... Evaporate. That's it. No more you." He told you quickly, furrowing his brows. "Are you really so adamant on that fate? You don't even want to hear what your options are...?" [["Dude. I'm serious. Quit pressing."]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There was a quietness to him that put you slightly off. He seemed to have taken the hint. You could tell he really did not want to leave you. There was a tenderness to the way his hands relaxed on your shoulders, and drew back. "Alright, then." He said quietly. He gave you a sad look. "I cannot take you unless you are willing. Are you absolutely sure?" He asked you, his voice sounding rather feeble. You're feeling sorry. [["I was just joking! Could we...start over?"]] [["Give me death."]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "...Right then." He murmured. "I would say that perhaps I will see you again, but I... will not." He told you, sadly. There was a quiet tremble to his fragile-looking hands. "Goodbye. It was nice getting to know you... While it lasted." He vanished. The sound of the rustling trees returned, and your feet carried you aimlessly through the grass. You felt hollow. Unsatisfied. There was no take two: you chose this fate. You looked down, and saw your legs begin to turn to static once more. There was a serenity in the air as you tipped your chin to the sky. Your eyes close softly. This is the way death was supposed to be. The thought of an afterlife terrified you in life. There was a quiet smile to your lips as your image faded completely, dissolving into slivers of glitter in the wind. Farewell.

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "356" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Again followed the silence. Small beads of sweat formed on the forehead of the angel in front of you. He did not seem to know what to say, or what to make of the situation. He maintained his smile, although it was mixed with slight concern. "I'm here to give you //options// towards your start in the afterlife. Give me a signal if you would like that." He said. He seemed very patient with you. His grin waited eagerly for your response. [[Nod.->"Options?"]] [["...Sure."->"Options?"]] [[...->silence2]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Unfortunately... Yes." He responded, giving you a somber look. "It is not all bad, if you trust in my word." He said. "You have a couple options that will lead you into your next life, if you care to listen." He told you, folding his hands over one another before him. "Unless, of course, there is more you wish to know." (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["How did I die?"]] [["If you're death... did you kill me?"]] [["Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "I carried your soul here. You were... asleep when I found you. It was a painless death, I assure you. I made sure of it." He told you with a somber look in his eyes. You wondered for a second if this was the job he would have chose for himself. As you have gathered so far, his actions have been extremely kind and full of... sadness. As if he truly cared for you. The thought of it reminded you that you must have been one of billions he has shared this conversation with. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] You could not imagine having the patience this man was exhibiting. [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["How did I die?"]] [["If you're death... did you kill me?"]] [["What are my options for leaving this place?"->"Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The white haired boy clasped his hands before him, fidgeting with them gingerly. "E-er, please give me at least something. I'd really appreciate it," He asked of you. He seemed to be feeling increasingly more awkward. He was not sure what to do with his hands, so he rubbed his left palm with his other thumb. (if: $silence >= 10)[The tension between the two of you is increasing steadily. What will happen if this continues...?] [["...Give me the options."->"Options?"]] [[...->silence3]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael's grip on his palm tightened slightly as the silence carried over. It was clear to him that you could communicate, you were just choosing not to. To your surprise, he wasn't getting angry, or impatient. He just seemed... confused. There was a mix of awkwardness and pleading in his tone. "...Anything? Please?" He asked, his voice rather soft. You stand your ground. [[...->silence4]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> He stood there. And so did you. There was not a single sound that resonated in the small clearing you occupied. It was not panic behind his bicolored gaze, but it was damn close to it. The tension between you two was rising. You hardly had any clue about anything that was happening, but one thing was certain. You really didn't feel like talking. [[...->silence5]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There was still silence. You stood there as still as a stone. Samael slowly dropped his head, his gaze continuing to meet yours. "Are you... okay? Do you... Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked you. There was a slight breeze that pushed his hair away from his face. He blinked slowly as you stood there. You gave him a subtle movement of your head. He pressed an exasperated sigh from his nose, and pinched it between his thumb and his forefinger. How long had you been there? [[...->silence6]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30))

<img src="images/laugh.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> A chair had manifested behind you. The archangel gestures for you to sit down. A sigh passes through his lips, and he gave a tiny chuckle. "Take your time, if you must." He said, and sat back in his own chair. He crossed his legs, tipping his head back and looking at the sky. Give in? [[Yes.]] [[No.]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30)) (if: $silence >= 200) [Samael seems to have nodded off. [[Leave.]] [[Stay.->No.]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You straighten to speak. It seems Samael is one step ahead of you. "We can... start over. If you'd like. I'll forget this ever happened." He says, giving you a small, concerned smile. Neither of you really know why the hell that happened. You feel amused, with a hint of refreshed. [[Start over.->Where.... am I?]]

<img src="images/neutral.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ... [[...->No.]] [[Give in.->Yes.]] (set: $silence to $silence + (random: 10,30)) (if: $silence >= 200) [Samael seems to have nodded off. [[Leave.]] [[Stay.->No.]] ]

<img src="images/neutral.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "You are are in what is known as //limbo.// You are a spirit in waiting, preparing to be shipped off to the afterlife. It is not as scary as those... texts say it should be, I assure you." The man responded, nodding his head matter-of-factly. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] There was the sweet smell of lilacs in the air. [["Am I... dead?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["If you're death... did you kill me?"]] [["What's in store for me in the afterlife?"->"Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/shocked.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The Archangel seemed genuinely filled with surprise at your question. It seemed that it was not often he was asked that question. "I have been doing well. I would ask the same of you, but we both know that already." He said, giving you a tender, joking wink. "If you have questions to ask, I would be willing to answer." You feel at ease. [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["The weather here is... quite nice, isn't it?"]] (set: $compliance to 0)

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "356" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "There are a couple options waiting for you at the end of our chat." He explained to you gently. There was a warmth in his smile as he spoke to you. "Unless, of course, there is more you would like to know before you move on." (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael slowly turned his attention to the stars. He drew in a slow breath, and even more slowly exhaled it. "You were a victim of circumstance. After the Apocalypse came to a halt, you were headed into the city when it was invaded by a pack of Hell Beasts. You were knocked unconscious by the venom in their teeth." He said gingerly. The wind gently played with his silvered hair. "You died peacefully in your sleep, surrounded by your family and friends." He told you, and opened his eyelids to peer over at you. The memories seem distant. It feels like you are attempting to recall an event that happened ten years ago. You remember enough of it to understand that he is telling you the truth. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] You feel... Unsettled. [[The Apocalypse??]] [["Where am i?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["What are my options for my future?"->"Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> He kept the same expression of shock as he had on before. His brow quirked slightly in confusion, but he seemed to accept your question as one he could answer. "...Yes, it is. Spirits and the undead feel warmth the same. You will find that this realm is... very comfortable for us." He said, and gave you a warm chuckle. He seemed amused by your question. Though, there seemed to be a twinge of confusion within him. [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["Where are you from? Anywhere I might know?"]] [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] (set: $uncomfortable to true) (set: $neutral to false)

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Erm." Samael started. His confusion began to set in. "I am one of the seven Archangels created by God to serve His purpose... Naturally, my first home was in Heaven. Though, due to his... abuses... I have since left." He said, his voice darkening in the end. "That is not important for your passage, however. Is there any other curiosities of yours that I can quell?" He asked kindly, tilting his head comfortably to the left. [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["What's up with your Dad?"]] [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]]

<img src="images/apologetic.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "He's. Um." The silvery haired angel started sheepishly, cringing at the thought. "He has met his well awaited end. He had caused much suffering between my brothers and I, and the world as you had once known it." He said gravely. "It was Lucifer that slayed him with all of Her might. She is the one who brought forth a great promise of unity between the three realms." He told you, and gave a slight nod. You looked confused. You hardly had any idea what he was even talking about. You had a vague idea of Lucifer as the Devil in your head, but wasn't he... You were being invasive, but now you're completely lost. Good job. [["Suffering?"]] [["Lucifer's..."]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "He... Was a very talented abuser." Samael said grimly. He looked hesitant to tell you. You had the feeling he was giving you half of the truth. The seriousness in his usually kind gaze told you that you should not pry further. "For you humans, he caused the Apocalypse. He charmed demons, which, contrary to human legend... were people like you and I. He charmed them to lose their senses and turn to Earth... and... I'm sure you remember the rest." He said, trailing off at the end. He looked down and away from you, watching the gentle dance of the grass and the flowers by his feet. "It was Lucifer that ended His wretched reign. She set us free." You are having trouble getting your bastard memory box to work again. [["The Apocalypse?!"]] [["Lucifer's..."]]

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "A woman, yes." Samael quickly added, holding up his hand urgently as he spoke. "God only saw Her as a man. It was not until the Fall that She began to realize otherwise." Samael said, and gave you a smile. "She ascended to Godhood with the prayers of demons and used Her newfound powers to put an end to the Apocalypse." "I know this information is very confusing, but I assure you none of it is necessary for your passage." He affirmed, looking out at you. You still want answers. [["What'd your Dad do?"->"Suffering?"]] [["The Apocalypse?!"]]

<img src="images/shocked.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Do you not remember?" The angel asked you, taking a couple curious steps towards you. "Death must have not been kind to your memory... I apologize." He said, and nodded to you. "Demons invaded Earth, losing their senses to God's sigil that had been magically inscribed on their lower backs. Unknowing to them, they slaughtered legions of innocent humans... and woke only when death met them again." He said, and with a heavy heart turned his attention back to the stars. He thought for a moment, his weathered gaze studying the foreign constellations above. "That was until it was learned that the sigils could be cut, and the demons released. It was the combination of Sector 0, the international Earthly organization built to protect against supernatural forces; and Lucifer's combined efforts that a fragment of Earth could be spared." He explained. He looked like he knew that he just dumped a boatload of information on you. You looked like it too. "I would love to explain more, but we admittedly are on a timer here." Samael said, and pointed to a non-existant watch on his wrist. "I can give you your respective paths for the afterlife, now." You feel like you know too much. [["Please do."->"Options?"]] [["...Are you wearing contacts?"]] [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The angel does not look like he wants to answer any more questions. "No." He quickly says. [[Return.->"The Apocalypse?!"]] [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ... The memories of your exchange with death were ripe on your mind as your eyes opened softly. Was it in fact a dream, as you had wondered previously? Your irises welcomed the bright beams of the morning sun eagerly. You felt rested. You couldn't remember the last time you woke to the intense rays of the sun and felt... at ease. Everything around you was bathed in golden light. You were in the home of your dreams. You'd always wanted to be there... [[forest cottage]] [[elegant mansion]] [[lavish city apartment]]

<img src="images/hell bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ... The memories of your exchange with death were ripe on your mind as your eyes opened softly. Was it in fact a dream, as you had wondered previously? Your irises welcomed the bright beams of the morning sun eagerly. You felt rested. You couldn't remember the last time you woke to the intense rays of the sun and felt... at ease. A shape suddenly obscured your view of the window. "Oh! You're awake!" Came a higher pitched tone, and your eyes focused in to see a green-haired woman dressed in a button up shirt, laced with... plants? "You almost had me worried there, it's not often that our clients sleep for quite that long..." She said, pulling her finger to her lip in contemplation. [["...Where am I?"]] [["Who are you?"->reynaintro]] [["...Plants?"->plants]]

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<img src="images/shocked.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Do you not remember?" The angel asked you, taking a couple curious steps towards you. "Death must have not been kind to your memory... I apologize." He said, and nodded to you. "Demons invaded Earth, losing their senses to God's sigil that had been magically inscribed on their lower backs. Unknowing to them, they slaughtered legions of innocent humans... and woke only when death met them again." He said, and with a heavy heart turned his attention back to the stars. He thought for a moment, his weathered gaze studying the foreign constellations above. "That was until it was learned that the sigils could be cut, and the demons released. It was the combination of Sector 0, the international Earthly organization built to protect against supernatural forces; and Lucifer's combined efforts that a fragment of Earth could be spared." He explained. He looked like he knew that he just dumped a boatload of information on you. You looked like it too. [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["Am I... dead?"]] [["Options?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You got up out of your chair. Since //apparently// you died, you did not have to worry about making noise as you slinked away from Samael. You have a couple options. [[go towards the trees.]] [[look around the clearing.]]

(if: $neutral is true)[<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ... [[Go back.->yes]] ] (if: $uncomfortable is true)[<img src="images/upset.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael looked incredibly upset. His brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his head. "What kind of person would ask a question like that?" He said, his gaze sharp and judging you intensely. "Given your... behavior, I think I know." He said, and pressed a sigh from his lips. Samael no longer wants anything to do with you. [[He is nice enough to at least give you your options.->"Options?"]]] (if: $comfortable is true) [<img src="images/laugh.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael laughed. There was a slight bubble in his voice as he spoke to you, and he tipped his head softly to the left. "It actually hurt a lot," He informed you, gesturing with his soft, porcelain hands. "But I assure you that was long in the past. I am doing very well, nowadays." (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[You look down and see that he was still clutching the bouquet of flowers you had gifted to him. He looked... pleasant with them] The temperature is (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. [["Don't mind me, I'm an astronomer checking out heavenly bodies."]] [["Great! Please give me the options."->"Options?"]]]

<img src="images/upset.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael seemed genuinely displeased with you. Although, brewing behind his heterchromatic depths was a hint of relief. He //really// did not want to leave you behind in this wretched place. "Alright." He said on a sigh. "Let us start over. I can't assure you that I will forget what just happened, though." He said, and gave you a smile that reeked of discomfort. Your joke wasn't funny. [[Go back.->Where.... am I?]] (set: $uncomfortable to true) (set: $neutral to false)

<img src="images/blush.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The Archangel let out a soft laugh, and tucked one of his silvery white locks behind his ear. He gave you a slight smile. "That's... Accurate, I suppose." He said bashfully, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. He seemed quite amused with your clear advances. (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room is rising. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Hey baby, are you the afterlife? Cuz I'm dying to get to know about you."]] [["Can you dig me a grave? Cuz you're drop dead gorgeous!"]] [["I'm afraid if that you kissed me, you'd take my breath away."]] [["I love your outfit! It frames your figure nicely!"]] [["Are you wearing contacts? Your eyes are gorgeous!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/blush 3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The Archangel put his hand over his mouth and gave you a soft chuckle. "I do suppose that is the reason I took you here..." He said, and sighed through a smile as he dropped his hand. "Though if you'd //like// to, I suppose we could chat later." (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room continues to rise. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Can you dig me a grave? Cuz you're drop dead gorgeous!"]] [["I'm afraid if that you kissed me, you'd take my breath away."]] [["I love your outfit! It frames your figure nicely!"]] [["Are you wearing contacts? Your eyes are gorgeous!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/blush 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Unfortunately that is not in my job description," He said, giving you a bright laugh. He seemed to have enjoyed the joke. His blush became more intense, and he tipped his head to the side with slight interest. "But I suppose I could make an exception." (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room continues to rise. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Hey baby, are you the afterlife? Cuz I'm dying to get to know about you."]] [["I'm afraid if that you kissed me, you'd take my breath away."]] [["I love your outfit! It frames your figure nicely!"]] [["Are you wearing contacts? Your eyes are gorgeous!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/shocked.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael seemed taken aback by your forwardness. "O-oh!" He said, and put his hands to his chest. "Fortunately, that would not happen but--" He said, jumping a bit as he realized the implications of his explanation. "I-I do not think that situation would come to fruition, anyway..." (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room continues to rise. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Hey baby, are you the afterlife? Cuz I'm dying to get to know about you."]] [["Can you dig me a grave? Cuz you're drop dead gorgeous!"]] [["I love your outfit! It frames your figure nicely!"]] [["Are you wearing contacts? Your eyes are gorgeous!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/blush 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "O-oh! Thank you!" He said, and gently pinched the cloth of his cape and swung it out beside him, allowing the wind to take it from his hand. "I feared it was becoming... outdated. It's been around for a //while,// after all." He said, a tender blush atop his cheeks. (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room continues to rise. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Hey baby, are you the afterlife? Cuz I'm dying to get to know about you."]] [["Can you dig me a grave? Cuz you're drop dead gorgeous!"]] [["I'm afraid if that you kissed me, you'd take my breath away."]] [["Are you wearing contacts? Your eyes are gorgeous!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/blush 3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Samael gave you a genuine laugh. "No, no. Would you be surprised to hear that I get that a lot from humans?" He said, shifting his weight onto one foot endearingly. He smiled sweetly at you. "But thank you, regardless." (set: $temperature to $temperature + (random: 5,10)) The temperature in the room continues to rise. It is now (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. (if: $temperature is <= 299)[ [["Hey baby, are you the afterlife? Cuz I'm dying to get to know about you."]] [["Can you dig me a grave? Cuz you're drop dead gorgeous!"]] [["I'm afraid if that you kissed me, you'd take my breath away."]] [["I love your outfit! It frames your figure nicely!"]] (if: $temperature is >= 110)[It became extremely hot in the room. You pulled the hem of your shirt to air yourself out. Samael is blushing profusely. Surprisingly, your shoddy attempts at weaseling your way into his heart seemed to be working. Here's the kicker. [[she/her]] [[he/him]] [[they/them]] Or....] (if: $temperature is >= 140)[You start to sweat profusely. Maybe you should cut it out.] (if: $temperature is >= 200)[You don't even know how you're alive right now. It is //unbearably// hot. You ''really'' should cut it out.]] (if: $temperature is >= 300)[You fucked up. You //really// fucked up. The forest started to brighten, as if it was turning day. The trees and the grass began to glow red, then yellow, then white. And then, before your very eyes, you saw pieces of the realm begin to disintegrate. Including you.]

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> (set: $temperature to 75) The temperature is back to a comfortable level: (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. "A-ah, as much as I am flattered by your compliments, I am afraid I'm not... attracted to women. I do hope you find someone in the afterlife." He told you, giving you a polite smile. "...Anyway, would you like to hear of your options for moving forward?" [["Options?"]]

[[masculine]] [[feminine]] [[neutral->feminine]]

<img src="images/blush 3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The Archangel rubbed the back of his head shyly, and gave you a large smile. "Perhaps... I will visit you in the future? For a date? I-If that's alright with you..." He asked you. You could see the bright twinkle of the overhead stars in his eyes. There was a slight hesitation as he studied you, before he suddenly jumped in remembrance of his duties. "O-oh, yes, the options! I'm sure you'd like to hear about them...?" He said, dropping his hands in front of him, cradling them together gingerly. There was a soft romantic breeze that blew his hair gently to the side. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[His fingers gently rubbed over the tied stems of the flowers clasped within his hands. His gaze fell down to them, and a small smile split his lips.] [["Options?"]] (set: $hotnbothered to true)

<img src="images/apologetic pt 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> (set: $temperature to 75) The temperature went back to a comfortable level: (colour: #AC290B)[$temperature] degrees fahrenheit. "A-ah, as much as I am flattered by your compliments, I am afraid I'm... attracted to more... masculine people. I do hope you find someone in the afterlife." He told you, giving you a modest, polite smile. "...Anyway, would you like to hear of your options for moving forward?" [["Options?"]]

(if:(passage:)'s tags contains "yes_header")[ (if: $inventory's length is 0) [Your pockets are empty.] (else:) [Your pockets are filled with //(colour: #D15170)[(print: $inventory.join(","))]!//] --- ]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You headed to the treeline. Occasionally, you looked over your shoulder. The archangel remained asleep in his chair. You wondered if he even //needs// to sleep. You looked around the edge of the forest. You see a couple flowers teetering above the tall brush, calling out to you. [[pick the flowers.]] [[go into the woods.]] [[look around the clearing.]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You looked around the grassy clearing. There were tiny flowers dotted around the place, and not much else. The grass still phased through your legs as you walked. Beside for the Archangel asleep in his chair, there is not much else to do. [[go back to your chair.]] [[go into the woods.]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You reached down to pick the flowers from their stems. Your hands phased through them like you were merely a hologram. So much for foraging. [[try again]] [[look around the clearing.]] [[go into the woods.]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You headed into the woods. The brush that surrounded you felt dense and oppressive. You started to feel a little claustrophobic. Nevertheless, you crammed yourself through the branches and leaves and whatnot that filled the forest. You found it relatively easy, considering the brush passed directly through you. You can see opaque darkness beckoning you from the other side. [[turn back.]] [[keep going!]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You swiped at the flowers again. Still nothing. It seemed you and this realm might have been separate entities. Still, you find yourself determined. [[again!]] [[look around the clearing.]] [[go into the woods.]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You hovered your hand around the stem of one of the flowers. Concentrating deeply, you focused your attention to the flower and nothing else. You //really// wanted it. Your hand touched the stem. In one swift motion, you pluck the flower from the middle of the stem. You decided to pick as many as you could see. You plucked a long blade of the thick grass from the ground, and used it to tie off the bundle of flowers. You stuffed the stems carefully into your back pocket. Your determination paid off. You now have (colour: #D15170)[//flowers.//] [[look around the clearing.]] [[go into the woods.]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"flowers"))

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You headed back. As you settled back into your seat, prepared to wait hours for the Archangel to awaken, his eyes snapped open to focus on you. "Done exploring?" He asked you. "Or do you still not want to talk...?" It seemed he knew what you were up to. Perhaps he was sleeping very lightly. Maybe you should have waited a little longer. "If you would like to start over, I would not object." Samael said, a laugh bubbling at his lips. "I will forget this ever happened." You feel refreshed. [[Start over.->Where.... am I?]] (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[At the last second, you recall the makeshift bouquet of flowers in your pocket. [[Fork over the flower.]]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You decided that maybe... you didn't want to see what awaited you on the other side of the treeline. The trees couldn't touch you, but perhaps whatever the hell it was could. [[go back to your chair.]]

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The darkness apparently didn't bother you. You head deeper into the woods, and find yourself on the other side. When you went to step away from the treeline, your heart skips a beat. You nearly step into a giant black pit, with no other side visible. There was //nothing// on the other side. Absolutely nothing. You fell backwards out of terror at the black void before you. You realized you were standing at the edge of a large circular disc floating in space. You could easily fall into the stars twinkling below you. [[jump.]] [[scoot backwards.]]

Fuck it. You threw yourself over the edge. You felt the familiar sensation of falling wash over you. You watched the edge of the platform above you begin to accelerate into the distance, and then vanish completely. You fell for what felt like forever. You twisted your body to look below you. You are met with the distant image of stars twinkling around you. They hardly moved, despite the velocity of your body. You are slowly sucked into the darkness. Your body evaporates.

<img src="images/limbo bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You scooted away from the edge, and shakily got to your feet. You realized that you probably should not have ran off. You wondered for a moment if Samael was still asleep back in the clearing. [[go back to your chair.]]

<img src="images/laugh.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You pulled the bundle of flowers from your back pocket and proudly presented the prize to Samael. He seemed genuinely surprised by the gesture, and let out a bubbling laugh. He showed you a heartfelt smile, and gingerly took the flowers from your hands. "Oh, thank you!" He said. "I see you figured out how to interact with things as a spirit." There was a quirk to his smile and a glitter in his eye that suggested that he was proud of you. "That is a very difficult task to grasp. You must be very in touch with yourself." He said, and clutched the flowers gently against his chest. "Would you like to start over? I'll... hold onto these for you." [[start over.->Where.... am I?]] (set: $comfortable to true) (set: $neutral to false)

<img src="images/smile.gif" width = "900" height = "356" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "No." He said firmly, putting out his hands and shaking them with slight concern. "I am merely here to accompany you on your passage to the afterlife. Death is something that... occurs when your body is no longer in a state that is safely habitable by your soul." He told you, giving you a reassuring smile. "I am not sure I would take too kindly to my job if I... had to do that." He said, and gave a grim chuckle. (if: $inventory contains "flowers")[The flowers in his hands danced gently in the breeze.] [["Where am i?"]] [["Is this a dream?"]] [["How did I get here?"]] [["How did I die?"]] (set: $compliance to $compliance + (random: 20,30)) (if: $compliance >= 200)[(set: $comfortable to true)(set: $neutral to false)] (if: $comfortable)[Samael seems (colour: #56CCD6)[content] with your presence. [["Hey baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"]] ]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You turned your head to the side, and your eyes set gingerly upon the array of greens and colorful flowers that rested in neat little pots at your bedside. You slowly got to your feet, feeling the rough wooden floors beneath you. The air was pleasant, and smelled of plant life and the morning dew. You looked to the left, and set your sights upon... [[your childhood cat.]] [[your childhood dog.]] [[the window.]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You turned your head to the side, and your eyes set gingerly upon the large expanse of soft, expensive blankets beside you. You sat up, your gaze turning in awe around the high ceilings of the bedroom. Was this... all yours? There was a golden music box playing all of your favorite songs gently. You were winded in disbelief. No matter how wealthy you might have been in life, no amount of wealth could have afforded the luxury you were met with. You slowly got to your feet, and slid them into soft slippers by your bedside. This really... was Heaven. You recalled your conversation with the angel you had the night before. You headed out of the door, and immediately found yourself lost in the long hallways and numerous doors. Everything was embellished in black, white, gold and... Your favorite color. Somehow, you knew your way as you excitedly ran down the hallway. You nearly threw yourself down the spiral staircase that led you to your grand entrance way. You skid to a halt on the plush carpet as a shape caught your eye by the doorway. Was that...? [[your childhood cat]] [[your childhood dog]] [[...nevermind.]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You turned your head to the side, and your eyes gingerly set upon the large, flat window at your bedside. Through the glass, you could see a gorgeous overlook of a large and bustling city. Tall and uniquely shaped buildings towered over the streets here and there. Your love of the city overwhelmed your potential fear of dangerous heights, and you shot immediately out of bed to watch the sun rise over the cityscape. If your eyes did not deceive you, you swore you could see winged figures weaving in and out of the soft, colorful clouds. Your slow appreciation of the morning was interrupted by a sound at the doorway. You carried yourself to grasp the doorknob of the sleek modern door, and opened it slowly. Your eyes must //really// have been playing tricks on you. Was that... [[your childhood cat?]] [[your childhood dog?]] [[an envelope?]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood cat? You swiftly kneeled down and pat the floorboards, making a //psspsspss// noise with your lips. The cat bounded to you happily and rubbed its head against your legs. They seemed to have missed you. You felt tears brim at your eyes. You'd long lived through the pain of losing them. You remember the choice you made at the end of your dream. It must have not been a dream at all. //This must really be Heaven.// You scooped your little furball into your arms and cradled them gently. Perhaps they never liked being held, but they seemed to have found comfort in your arms. They began to purr, and snuggled their head against your arm. [[go to the window.->the window.]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"cat"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood dog? Before you even kneeled down to call them to you, they came racing over. The pup looked young and healthy as ever. They jumped up and down at your legs excitedly, to the point where you nearly stumbled backwards with their weight. You kneeled to the ground to greet them. They leaped up and began licking your face, barking excitedly at you. They were acting as if you had been away for a long time. They seemed to have missed you. You recalled your conversation with the angel that had came to you last night. //This must really be heaven.// After a long moment of reunion, your dog stopped mauling you with kisses and began panting excitedly, looking up at you expectantly. [[go to the window.->the window.]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"dog"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You head to the window to your left(if: $inventory contains "cat")[, your cat cradled gingerly in your arms. They felt warm against your chest](if: $inventory contains "dog")[, your dog bounding after you, their claws clicking against the floor]. You were taken aback by the lush green scenery that greeted you from beyond the glass. There were flowers and trees that seemed to stretch for miles into the sky. Birds and critters of various species danced throughout the forest. Bustling outside were dozens of people from various walks of life, milling about their own houses in the quaint forest town. Some you recognized from your past life, many you did not. They all seemed... content. You could not wait to get outside. [[to the door!]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You swiftly went to your new front door. The door and the handle seemed to have been expertly handcrafted, just for you. You slammed it open, and eagerly went down the steps.(if: $inventory contains "cat")[ Your cat let out a soft //mrrow// from within your arms, and stretched out their little paws, gently pawing at your chin.] You headed excitedly along the natural stone pathway beneath your feet.(if: $inventory contains "dog")[ You heard the click of claws against your porch steps and across the stones as they followed you intently. You instinctively looked back to make sure they followed you, and did not chase after the poor wildlife that accompanied you.] You could barely wait to see what else awaited you in Heaven. You remembered all of your friends and family who had left you behind on Earth. Were they here as well? (if: $hotnbothered is true)[In the near distance, you saw the approaching figure of the Archangel who had likely brought you to your destination. He seemed happy to see that you were enjoying your choice. "Samael?" You called(if: $inventory contains "cat")[, clutching your cat gently to your chest](if: $inventory contains "dog")[, feeling the brush of your dog against your leg as they pattered up beside you]. He smiled down at you, and brushed his hair back behind his ear. You recalled your previous... conversation. "I see you've found yourself at home." He said, and laughed boyishly. "I promised I would come see you. I can show you around... if you'd like." He offered, giving you a charming smile.] You found yourself ecstatic and hopeful. You could not wait to see who and what was waiting for you in Heaven. It truly was the grand paradise you could have ever imagined.(if: $hotnbothered is true)[ And with Samael with you, who knew what could happen?] (colour: #7B9ED6)[Thank you so much for playing! Have a great day!]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood cat? You swiftly kneeled down and pat the carpet, making a //psspsspss// noise with your lips. The cat bounded to you happily and rubbed its head against your legs. They seemed to have missed you. You felt tears brim at your eyes. You'd long lived through the pain of losing them. //This must really be Heaven,// You repeated to yourself. You scooped your little furball into your arms and cradled them gently. Perhaps they never liked being held, but they seemed to have found comfort in your arms. They began to purr, and snuggled their head against your arm. [[go to the door.->...nevermind.]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"cat"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood dog? Before you even kneeled down to call them to you, they came racing over. The pup looked young and healthy as ever. They jumped up and down at your legs excitedly, to the point where you nearly stumbled backwards with their weight. You kneeled to the ground to greet them. They leaped up and began licking your face, barking excitedly at you. They were acting as if you had been away for a long time. They seemed to have missed you. //This must really be Heaven,// You repeated to yourself. After a long moment of reunion, your dog stopped mauling you with kisses and began panting excitedly, looking up at you expectantly. [[go to the door.->...nevermind.]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"dog"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Your feet carried you to the grand double doors, which opened before you could even reach them. There were two cherubs that held the handles from the outside, and greeted you with soft, childish smiles.(if: $inventory contains "cat")[You felt the soft purr of your cat against your chest. You felt warm.](if: $inventory contains "dog")[You looked back to see your dog bounding down the marble steps after you, its claws ticking against the smooth surface. Surprisingly, they seemed to have an OK time getting around on it, instead of turning it into a little ice rink.] As you passed down the luxurious stone path, your gaze travelled around you. There were palm trees and bright lights all around you. You saw people driving fancy cars, holding hands while walking down the wide sidewalks, and running through the up-scale town with their friends excitedly. [[join them!]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The people milling about reminded you suddenly of those friends and/or family of yours that had left you behind on Earth. You started down the pathway, a hopeful look in your eyes. (if: $hotnbothered is true)[In the near distance, you saw the approaching figure of the Archangel who had likely brought you to your destination. He seemed happy to see that you were enjoying your choice. "Samael?" You called(if: $inventory contains "cat")[, clutching your cat gently to your chest](if: $inventory contains "dog")[, feeling the brush of your dog against your leg as they pattered up beside you]. He smiled down at you, and brushed his hair back behind his ear. You recalled your previous... conversation. "I see you've found yourself at home." He said, and laughed boyishly. "I promised I would come see you. I can show you around... if you'd like." He offered, giving you a charming smile.] You wondered who and what else was waiting for you in Heaven. You had your new mansion, (if: $inventory contains "cat")[your cat,](if: $inventory contains "cat")[your dog,] your new neighborhood, and an infinite amount of possibilities in front of you.(if: $hotnbothered is true)[ And with Samael with you, who knew what could happen?] (colour: #7B9ED6)[Thank you so much for playing! Have a great day!]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood cat? You swiftly kneeled down and pat the floorboards, making a //psspsspss// noise with your lips. The cat bounded to you happily and rubbed its head against your legs. They seemed to have missed you. You felt tears brim at your eyes. You'd long lived through the pain of losing them. You remember the choice you made at the end of your dream. It must have not been a dream at all. //This must really be Heaven.// You scooped your little furball into your arms and cradled them gently. Perhaps they never liked being held, but they seemed to have found comfort in your arms. They began to purr, and snuggled their head against your arm. You looked back down to see the shape of a little white envelope neatly laid out in front of your door. With one hand cradling your furry child, you scooped down and... [[picked it up.->an envelope?]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"cat"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Was that... your childhood dog? Before you even kneeled down to call them to you, they came racing over. The pup looked young and healthy as ever. They jumped up and down at your legs excitedly, to the point where you nearly stumbled backwards with their weight. You kneeled to the ground to greet them. They leaped up and began licking your face, barking excitedly at you. They were acting as if you had been away for a long time. They seemed to have missed you. //This must really be Heaven,// You thought, recalling your choice in the "dream" you had experienced the night before. After a long moment of reunion, your dog stopped mauling you with kisses and began panting excitedly, looking up at you expectantly. They turned to the side, and bent their nose down to touch the white paper of a little white envelope laid out neatly in front of your door. [[pick it up.->an envelope?]] (set: $inventory to $inventory + (a:"dog"))

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You scooped up the little present eagerly(if: $inventory contains "cat")[, and with your cat snuggled warmly in your arms, you struggled to open it. Per usual, they didn't help much.](if: $inventory contains "dog")[, and your dog looked at you expectantly, as if it contained treats or something. You laughed at them, a smile cracking your lips.] You tore it open after a bit, and pulled a little paper from its sheathe. //Dear resident, I hope you enjoyed your view this morning! Your new apartment has been tailored just to your liking. If you find another location that fancies you, please let us know! We can transfer you free of charge. Please do explore! There is much to be seen! Happy to have you! -Kerubiel, Prince of the Cherubim.// You fold the little paper and stuff it into your pocket. You decided it was time to explore [[to the elevator!]]

<img src="images/heaven bg.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You carried yourself out of your bedroom door, and found your way to the exit of your apartment. Somehow, you knew the layout like the back of your hand. You nearly ran down the chic hallway, to the numerous elevators in neat rows at the end. (if: $inventory contains "cat")[Your cat reached up its little paws to tickle your chin, giving you a soft chirp of affirmation.](if: $inventory contains "dog")[You could hear the soft patter of your dog's feet against the carpet as they bounded after you, and the gentle pant of their breath.] To your astonishment, there were no buttons. The door of the elevator opened for you as soon as you walked up. You entered through the warm doors, and saw to your left a cherub stationed at the floor buttons. You were overwhelmed at the amount of options. "Good morning!" The cherub spoke, grinning at you happily. "Ground floor, I take it?" They asked you cheerily. You gave them a friendly nod. Almost instantly the elevator arrived. It was surprising, considering you hardly felt the weight shift. "Alright! Have a great day!" They greeted you, and waved as you left. Your eyes went up to the towering buildings around you, and then around to the bustling people that were milling about in the city. (if: $hotnbothered is true)[In the near distance, you saw the approaching figure of the Archangel who had likely brought you to your destination. His halo stood out to you from among the busy, laughing people of the crowd. He seemed happy to see that you were enjoying your choice. "Samael?" You called(if: $inventory contains "cat")[, clutching your cat gently to your chest](if: $inventory contains "dog")[, feeling the brush of your dog against your leg as they pattered up beside you]. He smiled down at you, and brushed his hair back behind his ear. You recalled your previous... conversation. "I see you've found yourself at home." He said, and laughed boyishly. "I promised I would come see you. I can show you around... if you'd like." He offered, giving you a charming smile.] You wondered who and what else was waiting for you in Heaven. You had your new city apartment, (if: $inventory contains "cat")[your cat,](if: $inventory contains "cat")[your dog,] your new block, and an infinite amount of possibilities in front of you.(if: $hotnbothered is true)[ And with Samael with you, who knew what could happen?] (colour: #7B9ED6)[Thank you so much for playing! Have a great day!]

<img src="images/reyna2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "You are in Hell! Don't freak out- this place is just shy of Paradise to many." She informed you, curtly nodding. Her fingers ran over the polished wooden clipboard that she cradled in her hands. [["Who are you?"->reynaintro]] [["...Plants?->plants]] [["Right... That is what I chose..."]]

<img src="images/reyna1.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "I am an ancient demon known as Reyna. I was created by Lucifer after her fall, and am one of very few left alive to this day." She greeted, giving you a friendly smile. You wondered how long ago that was, but recalled that it generally was not nice to ask someone their age. "My job here is to acclimate new demons to their home here in Hell, and also make sure that you understand the laws and customs that govern us before letting you loose." She informed you, and gave a soft chuckle behind one of her hands. "I could not imagine the lawless wasteland Hell would become without us." [["Plants?"->plants]] [["...Where am I?"]]

<img src="images/reyna2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Oh! Yes." She started, straightening her back as she spoke to you. "Every demon generates a magical ability in their lifetime. It is the key to surviving in this land- not that the threat of //dying// is too common. Some abilities can be tailored to be used towards certain jobs; for example, a common water elemental may turn towards work in agriculture or fire-fighting." She explained. She brought her arm up, holding out her palm. The vines around her arm curled up to her hand, and out from it bloomed a delicate white flower. "I have the ability to manifest plants, and allow them to borrow my mana. In turn, they can grow rapidly and assist me with various tasks. My fingertips-" She continued, gently tracing the smooth green tips of her finger with her other hand. "-allow me to communicate with plants not connected to my body. Thus, for a while, I took up a job in forest restoration on Earth." She said, and laughed gently. "The destructiveness of humans proved too quick for one woman's work. It proved... exhausting." She said, and dropped her hand. "That is enough about me, however. For purposes of the records, I'd love to know more about you." She said, and readied her pen in her left hand. "If you are not ready, feel free to go back and ask more questions." [[begin.]]

<img src="images/reyna1.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> The woman's face slowly twisted with confusion, and she tipped her head ever so slightly as she studied you. "Interesting," She mulled. A vine came forth from the coils around her arms and snatched up a pen clipped to her clipboard, and she began to write. "It isn't often that a client remembers their exchange with death." [["Who are you?"->reynaintro]] [["Plants?"->plants]]

(set: $name to (prompt: "What is your name?", " ")) [[next]]

What are your pronouns? [[she/her->she]] [[he/him->he]] [[they/them->they]]

Awesome! (set: $she to true) [[She has more questions for you!]]

Awesome! (set: $he to true) [[She has more questions for you!]]

Awesome! (set: $they to true) [[She has more questions for you!]]

How would you describe yourself as a person? [[introvert]] [[extrovert]]

Your choice from these three gifts would be... [[money]] [[clothes]] [[electronics]] (set: $illusion to $illusion + 50) (set: $lucid to $lucid + 50) (set: $summoner to $summoner + 50)

Your choice from these three gifts would be... [[money]] [[clothes]] [[electronics]] (set: $golden to $golden + 50) (set: $empath to $empath + 50) (set: $clarity to $clarity + 50)

From these palettes, which are you most drawn to? [[black and gold]] [[purple and yellow]] [[white and red]] [[brown and teal]] [[pastel pink, blue, and purple]] [[red, orange, and yellow]] (set: $golden to $golden + 50) (set: $lucid to $lucid + 50)

From these palettes, which are you most drawn to? [[black and gold]] [[purple and yellow]] [[white and red]] [[brown and teal]] [[pastel pink, blue, and purple]] [[red, orange, and yellow]] (set: $empath to $empath + 50) (set: $illusion to $illusion + 50)

From these palettes, which are you most drawn to? [[black and gold]] [[purple and yellow]] [[white and red]] [[brown and teal]] [[pastel pink, blue, and purple]] [[red, orange, and yellow]] (set: $summoner to $summoner + 50) (set: $clarity to $clarity + 50)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $golden to $golden + 100)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $illusion to $illusion + 100)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $summoner to $summoner + 100)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $clarity to $clarity + 100)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $empath to $empath + 100)

What is your choice of drink? [[tea]] [[coffee]] [[water]] [[soda]] (set: $lucid to $lucid + 100)

Do you have any idea what's going on? [[yeah!]] [[nope.]] (set: $illusion to $illusion + 50) (set: $lucid to $lucid + 50) (set: $summoner to $summoner + 50)

Do you have any idea what's going on? [[yeah!]] [[nope.]] (set: $golden to $golden + 50) (set: $empath to $empath + 50) (set: $clarity to $clarity + 50)

Do you have any idea what's going on? [[yeah!]] [[nope.]] (set: $illusion to $illusion + 50) (set: $lucid to $lucid + 50) (set: $summoner to $summoner + 50)

Do you have any idea what's going on? [[yeah!]] [[nope.]] (set: $golden to $golden + 50) (set: $empath to $empath + 50) (set: $clarity to $clarity + 50)

Great! [[go forth!->nextt]] (set: $golden to $golden + 50) (set: $empath to $empath + 50) (set: $clarity to $clarity + 50)

You will! [[get this over with!->nextt]] (set: $illusion to $illusion + 50) (set: $lucid to $lucid + 50) (set: $summoner to $summoner + 50)

<img src="images/reyna3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> There was an amused quirk in the corner of the demon's lips, and she clicked her pen off and stopped writing. "Thank you, $name! I assure you your responses were of (colour: #edc15a)[utmost importance] to your new life in Hell." She said, stepping back away from you and clutching the clipboard to her chest. [["What about that was important?"]] (if: $illusion >= 200)[(set: $illusionist to true)] (if: $lucid >= 200)[(set: $luciddreamer to true)] (if: $summoner >= 200)[(set: $necromancer to true)] (if: $golden >= 200)[(set: $goldentongue to true)] (if: $empath >= 200)[(set: $empathizer to true)] (if: $clarity >= 200)[(set: $clairvoyant to true)] (if: $illusionist is true)[(set: $luciddreamer to false)(set: $necromancer to false)(set: $goldentongue to false)(set: $empathizer to false)(set: $clairvoyant to false)] (if: $luciddreamer is true)[(set: $illusionist to false)(set: $necromancer to false)(set: $goldentongue to false)(set: $empathizer to false)(set: $clairvoyant to false)] (if: $necromancer is true)[(set: $luciddreamer to false)(set: $illusionist to false)(set: $goldentongue to false)(set: $empathizer to false)(set: $clairvoyant to false)] (if: $goldentongue is true)[(set: $luciddreamer to false)(set: $necromancer to false)(set: $illusionist to false)(set: $empathizer to false)(set: $clairvoyant to false)] (if: $empathizer is true)[(set: $luciddreamer to false)(set: $necromancer to false)(set: $goldentongue to false)(set: $illusionist to false)(set: $clairvoyant to false)] (if: $clairvoyant is true)[(set: $luciddreamer to false)(set: $necromancer to false)(set: $goldentongue to false)(set: $empathizer to false)(set: $illusionist to false)]

<img src="images/reyna2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Reyna's amusement grew to a peak. She gave a laugh, and clutched the clipboard tighter. The little flowers in her hair began to dance. Even though they were just plants, they seemed... mischievous. "Many people are very tense upon coming to Hell, especially before the Apocalypse, when you did not get to choose your fate. I'm sure you've heard stories of fire and brimstone..." She said, and let a small sigh through her amused smile. "It's just a fun little tradition. Loosened you up a little, no?" [["I guess it did."]] [["Not really."]]

<img src="images/reyna3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Great! Glad it still works, after all of these years." She said, chuckling to herself. "Anyway, I am sure you'd be delighted to learn more about your new body. Please come this way!" She said, and gestured you to follow her. She began walking away. You are obligated to go after her. [["New body?"]]

<img src="images/reyna3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Oh, don't lie." She pressed, leaning forward slightly as she spoke to you. "You //know// it was funny. C'mon." She said, her grin growing as she leaned down to look down to you. [["Okay, you got me."]] [["Nah."]]

<img src="images/reyna2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Oooh, so you're a jokester," She said, giving you a bright laugh as she pulled away from you, standing up straight. "Anyway, I am sure you'd be delighted to learn more about your new body. Please come this way!" She said, and gestured you to follow her. She began walking away. You are obligated to go after her. [["New body?"]]

<img src="images/reyna4.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> She leaned ever closer. The lack of distance between you two was slightly uncomfortable. "You're messing with me." She said, keeping her happy-go-lucky tone. (colour: #cc322f)[(text-style: "rumble")["I can smell lies, you know."]] Something in her eyes made you fearful to doubt the legitimacy of her statement. Accept your fate. [["Okay, you got me."]]

<img src="images/reyna1.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "That is correct, $name!" She answered you, looking over her shoulder as she opened the door, stepping through it. "You have been reborn as a demon- an immortal creature. You and I are two sides of the same die, my friend. Although I am a different species of demon, we share the same genus." She explained, and flipped up the paper on her clipboard. She turned towards you, spinning the board around to show you a mirror fixed to the front of it. It was lightly scored with indents from her writing. Yup, that was you! But something looked... different. You might have struggled with your self image in the past, but everything seemed to fit right into place. You felt strange. Perhaps it was your brain, or perhaps you //were// more attractive. It did not really matter too much to you. "If you run your hand over your head in the next couple of days, I'm sure you will notice the growth of your horns. They're unique to you, and like your magical ability, they will be based off of the contents of your soul." She said. She winked at you when she turned back over her shoulder, and began walking once more. "I suppose you could say the little test I gave you could very well be indicative of the kind of demon you will turn out to be." She said, and you could see her purse her lips for a second as she looked over her shoulder at you. "But, that's just a maybe. There are thousands of abilities you could get." [["...When will I know my ability?"]] [["Where are we headed?"]]

<img src="images/reyna2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "Good question," She said, pressing a short breath through her nose. "You'll know when you figure it out. It's like... using a limb you didn't know was there before, or like learning how to walk again after not being able to use your legs for your whole life." She explained, upturning her brows slightly in uncertainty. "It comes to some quickly, and some it takes weeks. Sometimes it can take months. It depends." She said. [["Where are we headed?"]] [[head outside.]]

<img src="images/reyna3.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> "We're headed outside. Since you're conscious now, we can probably test out if you can use your ability." She explained to you, using the hand that wasn't clasping the clipboard to gesture. "It's not very safe to do it indoors. Who knows, you could have an ability that could destroy my whole front yard and I will have to clean up the mess." She jested, leaning back to elbow you. Her voice was bubbly as she laughed, tipping her head back. "Though, losing my yard is better than my //house."// She chuckled. [["...When will I know my ability?"]] [[head outside.]]

<img src="images/hell bg 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You followed her outside. To your astonishment, everything around you was a medley of reds, pinks, oranges, with a hint of green. The grass felt soft against your bare feet, and even the hard rocks and sticks beneath you did not hurt. Perhaps that was a perk of your newfound immortality. The building you left was larger than you had previously imagined. There were probably dozens of rooms in the forest cottage, like a motel of sorts, to house new demons in their first steps into Hell. "Pretty, huh? Hell is a gorgeous place," Reyna said, leading you out into the very center of the large clearing. It was very unlike the one you had shared with Samael, bustling with forest sounds of the various animals that were hidden within. It was quite... warm. In fact, you felt like you should have been uneasy with the heat of the place, but it was surprisingly comfortable. "Alright, $name! This is where we start. Give me something. Imagine you have an arm connected to the center of your chest, and flex it for me." She said, taking a couple large steps away from you. [[Flex it!]]

<img src="images/hell bg 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Nothing. It just feels like you're heaving your chest in a weird way. You Try again. Still, nothing. It seemed so simple, the way she explained it. "No, no, don't actually move your body. Just focus on that area, and //imagine// you're flexing an arm. It'll be there. You'll get it." She assured you. She settled down in the grass, and tapped her pen on the edge of her clipboards. You noticed the grass leaned in towards her slowly when she sat down. [[Try again?]]

<img src="images/hell bg 2.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You kept trying. It felt as if you were there for hours. You tried again, and again, and again. Still nothing. The sun was beginning to set, and the sky lit up with luminous purples, reds, oranges, and yellows. The colors were painted across soft and fluffy clouds as the landscape around you slowly dimmed. "It's alright!" The ancient demon kept reassuring you. "Not everyone gets it right away." She said through a patient smile. She genuinely believed in you. [[Don't give in!]]

(if: $emp is false)[(if: $gold is false)[<img src="images/hell bg 2 night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Her encouragements filled you with energy. Dusk became night, and she stopped you for a second to admire the beauty of the stars, nebulas, and the moons that stretched across the sky. It was very colorful, for a night sky. Reyna offers to let you take a break for the night. It's late. You keep trying.]] (if: $illusionist is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. You jolted out of the surprise of the new feeling, and looked to Reyna expectantly. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Oh!" She exclaimed, and nearly leaped to her feet, excitingly approaching you. "You've changed a lot! You could be a shapeshifter," She bubbled, and flipped up her doodles to reveal the mirror once more. You didn't see much of a change. Though, when you leaned in, you could see a vibrant purple ring surrounding your iris. She seemed to notice your expression, and her face lit up with mild excitement. "...Or more accurately, you are an (colour: #edc15a)[Illusionist.] You can change the appearance of people and things for a short period of time, depending on how long you've trained it." She corrected herself, giving you a big thumbs-up. [[epilogue]]]{ }(if: $luciddreamer is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You closed your eyes to focus. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. When you opened your eyes, you were met with darkness. As you looked around, an entire world began to manifest before you, starting with grass and the trees. You thought of Reyna, and where the hell you were. Immediately her likeness popped into existance, and looked down at you with her signature smile. You jolted out of surprise, and suddenly you returned to your location outside of Reyna's house. The plant demon was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Oh!" She exclaimed, and nearly leaped to her feet, excitingly approaching you. "What happened? Did you feel anything?" You did your best to try to explain the situation. Her eyes widened. "Wow, that's... very rare! Your power is what is known as (colour: #edc15a)[Lucid Dreaming.] You have the ability to enter a dreamlike state and summon forth any entities for a short amount of time. Unfortunately... it will be a long time before you will be able to use it properly." She explained, and crooked her brows apologetically. "It takes a lot of mana. You are extremely lucky, however. Congratulations!" [[epilogue]]]{ }(if: $gold is false)[(if: $necromancer is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. You jolted out of the surprise of the new feeling, and looked to Reyna expectantly. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. You both let out a similar noise of shock as the ground began to tremble around you. The shape of a skeletal hand first broke the surface. The bones that had been cradled gingerly within the dirt began to come up once more. They were mostly the bones of forest creatures, and looked up to you expectantly. Some shook out their bones, and others paced around excitedly. It seemed they had personality. "Wow!" Reyna exclaimed, and rushed over to you, dropping the clipboard. "It seems you are a summoner, with the sub-class of (colour: #edc15a)[Necromancy.] This is amazing! ...albeit a bit morbid." She thought, bringing her hand to her mouth and giving a dry chuckle. [[epilogue]]]{ }(if: $goldentongue is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. You jolted out of the surprise of the new feeling, and looked to Reyna expectantly. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Did you feel anything? What happened?" She asked you. "I apologize for not paying attention." She said, and chuckled gently. You nodded. You felt... something. But nothing happened. "Oh, oh, oh," Reyna suddenly said, perking up a bit. There was a glitter in her eye as she spoke. "Try... doing something. Jumping, throwing something, talking. Anything. You might have a boost ability." She said. She seemed very passionate about her job. You jumped. You threw something. You tried throwing something again. [["Sorry, but I can't seem to do anything."]]]]{ }(if: $gold is true)[<img src="images/hell bg 2 night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> [[epilogue]]]{ }(if: $emp is false)[(if: $empathizer is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. You jolted out of the surprise of the new feeling, and looked to Reyna expectantly. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Did you feel anything? What happened?" She asked you. "I apologize for not paying attention." She said, and chuckled gently. You nodded. You felt... something. But nothing happened. "Oh, oh, oh," Reyna suddenly said, perking up a bit. There was a glitter in her eye as she spoke. "Try... doing something. Jumping, throwing something, talking. Anything. You might have a boost ability." She said. She seemed very passionate about her job. You jumped. You threw something. You tried throwing something again. Nothing. No matter what you did, nothing seemed to happen. Reyna quirked her head inquisitively, and approached you sensitively. "Odd." She said, and gave you a reassuring smile. "We can try this again tomorrow." She murmured, and reached her hand out to grasp yours, pulling you back home. [[A shock went through your body.]]]]{ }(if: $emp is true)[<img src="images/hell bg 2 night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ..."$name?" You heard Reyna's voice call. You must have jolted. She was looking at you in surprise. You quickly explained to her what happened. She drew her hand away from you, and her eyes glittered excitedly for a moment. "You have the power known as (colour: #edc15a)[Empathy.] You share a power with the late Queen Elizabeth, in fact! If you touch another person with your fingertips, you are able to live a day in their shoes. Literally. It can be a very hard power to adjust to." She told you, and crooked her brows gently. "I will tailor you some gloves at no charge." [[epilogue]]]{ }(if: $clairvoyant is true)[Suddenly, it clicked. You //felt// the muscle she was talking about move in your chest on your will. You beckoned it further. A surge of energy flowed through your veins like an eruption, and spilled into your limbs from your heart. You jolted out of the surprise of the new feeling, and looked to Reyna expectantly. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Did you feel anything? What happened?" She asked you. "I apologize for not paying attention." She said, and chuckled gently. The truth of the matter was that she in fact had not said any of that. She was still looking down. She was doodling on the notepad attached to her clipboard. At the feeling of the surge of mana, she jerked her head up. "Did you feel anything? What happened?" She asked you. "I apologize for not paying attention." She said, and chuckled gently. You looked at her strangely, and explained to her your déjà vu. "Oh!" She exclaimed, and shot up to her feet. "If I am correct, I believe you may have the ability to predict the near future. A (colour: #edc15a)[Clairvoyant,] if you will." She said, grinning from ear to ear as she looked at you. "It is a very powerful skill. You are very lucky to have it." [[epilogue]]]

<img src="images/hell bg 2 night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> Reyna twisted her brows up apologetically. "No, no," She said, putting out her hands. "It's absolutely okay--" She started, and then quirked her brow. She saw a light from between your teeth as you'd talked. "I think you might have what is known as a (colour: #edc15a)[Golden Tongue.] Your words, when infused with your mana, will have greater power over others. While it may be a blessing, it can also be used for great evil." She explained. She seemed excited for you, but also wary. (link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last) (set: $gold to true)

<img src="images/hell bg 2 night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> You had been just standing there, with Reyna grasping your hand. Did you... teleport? Everything changed. It was bright, as if day. Instead of there being looming trees and plants of Reyna's extensive gardens, there were huge glass buildings standing tall above you. "Hey, Reyna," You heard a male voice call. "When are we gonna go visit Solana's sword shop again? I saw something I wanna go back for." You watched as your body turned, and green hair slipped in front of your face. It hit you that you weren't in your body anymore. As you saw an unfamiliar face of the scruffy-faced, pony-tail wearing man, everything jolted back. It was night again. (link-goto: "Return.", (history:)'s last) (set: $emp to true)

<img src="images/hell bg night.gif" width = "900" height = "358" alt="Where's the picture, kim?!"> ... That was how you spent your first night in Hell. As you laid in bed, you realized you were not tired at all. Only excitement ran through your veins. A new start, a new body, a new //you.// There was so much you wanted to see and do, and so much potential. Perhaps it was the excitement keeping you awake, or the mana that made you unaging. Perhaps you would ask Reyna in the morning.{ }(if: $hotnbothered is true)[You heard a knock at your door. "Hello?" A familiar voice called out. It wasn't Reyna's. That day's events had clouded your memory a bit. You swung yourself out of bed, and approached the door in your small hotel-esque room. You saw the form of Samael waiting for you. "Hi, $name." He greeted. His gentle voice was soothing to hear, in contrast to Reyna's energy. "I hope you don't mind me stopping by too late. Reyna is an old friend of mine, you see," He said, and gave you a tiny smile. "If you'd like, I can take you to see my favorite spots in Hell tonight. It is gorgeous under the stars." He said, brushing his hair back behind his ear, showing a charismatic smile. You remembered your conversation. He truly did remember to come see you. Hell seemed to be an exciting place. You followed him out of the door, studying the side of his face as you walked together. With Samael at your side, who knew what could happen?] (colour: #7B9ED6)[Thank you so much for playing! Have a great day!]