The Legend

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!<h1 style="text-align:center">The Legend</h1> !!!<h5 style="text-align:center">An interactive fiction story based on the Mexican Tradition "Day of The Dead" also known as //'Dia De Los Muertos'//</h5> !!!!!<h3 style="text-align:center">The Legend is a fantasy self-discovery game set in a small island, inspired by Latin American traditions and culuture</h3> This game has many features inculding: * Detailed character and personality customization for the mc * Four different love interests with selectable gender identity to fit your mc' sexuality (m/f/nb) * Detailed character and personality customization for the mc * A big supporting cast of characters who can become both friends and enemies * Choices that will impact the story and lead to different endings Will you be able to figure out the mystery behind you sudden ability to communicate with souls or will it all prove to be too much to handle? ''This story is a work in progress and will periodically update with new chapters or fixes. Check the store page on itchi.io or the tumblr blog to stay up to date.'' ''NOTE:'' This game is rate ''16+'' for depictions of __self-harm, death and sexually suggestive content.__ For a more detailed list of trigger warnings check out the link below ---- [[Set RO's gender/pronouns]] ---- <<link 'Configure your gender and pronouns. '>> <<pronouns>> <</link>> ---- [[Trigger Warnings]] <<button "Begin The Game" "Prologue">><</button>> <<set $Traits to false>> <<set $codex to false>> <<set $Relationships to false>>

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<<nobr>>  <li>[[Character Traits]]</li> <li>[[Character Codex]]</li> <li>[[Relationships]]</li> <</nobr>>

This story can include refrences (depending on the players choices) to themes that could be triggering to some like self-harm, suicidal thoughts and emotional manipulation. If those themes bother you please take caution with continuing the game if not then continue on with no worries. [[previous|story start]]

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!<h1 style="text-align:center">Prologue</h1> <<set $hello = "hello">> !!!!<h3 style="text-align:center">The first glimpse</h3> There’s a pounding in your head as you wake up. The usual symptoms of a headache, or even worse a migraine, coming to bother your already shitty day. Still left feeling lost, your daily schedule completely messed up from your parents leaving for what your mother called a well overdue ‘mid-life sabbatical’. But you were just starting to think your parents wanted the honeymoon they never got With a groan you rise to your feet, feeling your muscles ache from having to clean yesterday. You wouldn’t call your house huge under any means, “small and quaint” fit it better, but having to do all the work by yourself proved to be more tiresome than you thought. //“Never taking <<link 'mama'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> mother/mom in spanish <</dialog>> <</link>> cleaning for granted ever again.”// You think to yourself, trying to ignore that the aches might have to do with the dreams that plagued you last night. <<button "continue" "Prologue 2">><</button>>

<h3 style="text-align:center">The Legend</h3>

by <a href="https://the-legend.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Bunny</a>

!Character Traits <<if $Traits is true>>''Name:'' ''Age:'' 20 ''Pronouns:'' ''Spiritual Ability:'' ''Appearance:'' Your hair is $hairTexture and $hairColour, its style is $hairStyle, and your complexion is $skinTone. As for stature, you are $height <<else>> ''Character traits are locked until you have completed the Prologue.''<</if>> <center><<link "Return to game" $return>><</link>></center>

!Character Codex <<if $codex is true>> !!!''MAIN CHARACTERS'' !!!SIDE CHARACTERS <<else>> ''Characters are locked until you have met them'' <</if>> <center><<link "Return to game" $return>><</link>></center>

!Relationships <<if $relationships is true>> !!!''MAIN CHARACTERS'' !!!SIDE CHARACTERS <<else>> ''Relationship stats are locked continue the prologue'' <</if>> <center><<link "Return to game" $return>><</link>></center>

It’s like you’re an outsider to your own memories, watching your mama speaking to a younger version of you - 8 years old you would guess - about the spirits like she loved to do. “You can never take the spirits for granted <<link 'mi amor'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> my love, a term of endearment in spanish <</dialog>> <</link>>.” You groan, “Mama, I can’t even //see// spirits,” your eyes rolling over-dramatically “just keep telling me the stories!” “But one day you will see, <<link 'mi vida'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> my life, a term of endearment in spanish <</dialog>> <</link>>. You'll see more than any of us could ever wish too mi vida” She says to you with more seriousness than an 8 year old can understand properly. “I just wished I could take that burden.” Even now at 20 years old you still don’t understand what she’s talking about as you haven’t even sensed a spirit sneezing no matter how hard you try. And all of a sudden the scene in-front of you changes to something you could only describe as a nightmare. <<button "continue" "Prologue 3">><</button>>

“<<link 'Papa'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> father/dad in spanish <</dialog>> <</link>> what’s happening!?” You scream as your father drags you away from the flames surrounding you on all sides. Again, you are stuck watching this all unfold as if it were only a film playing. “When your mama gets back she’ll explain. We’ll both explain, just please, please we have to keep going.” The other you has no choice but to look forward and run as they stumble on their own feet, and as you blink its now you being grabbed by your papa, your mama also now in-front you grabbing onto your shoulders. “I wish we had more time mi vida, you deserve more time, but spirits care little for our wants.” Her fingers dig into your shoulders ina way that gives away her emotions. Wether that be in stress, fear or both, you can’t tell. “We’ll find you when we can, but you need to go. Get off the island, that’s the only way you’ll be safe. Go and don’t look back.” You try to speak, but its like your voice has been locked away. Your mouth opening and shutting with no sound coming out. Its only as your mother and father turn to walk away from you that you realize your frozen in spot, completely unable to move. No matter how much you try to run towards them, scream at them to stop, to come back and explain, nothing. And although it sounds dumb, you feel almost as if something is laughing at your struggle, the mockery getting heavier the more you struggle, as if they are waiting for you to realize how futile it is. And it’s only as you watch your parents get engulfed in flames that your fight goes out of you, burnt in the raging fire in front of you and you hear one last whisper. //"?He'll grow up one day and understand"// <<button "continue" "Prologue 4">><</button>>

That night you had awoken in a cold sweat your <<cycle "$hairColour" autoselect>> <<option "Black">> <<option "Dark brown">> <<option "Light brown">> <<option "Dirty blonde">> <<option "Red">> <</cycle>> hair sticking to you forehead. The <<cycle "$hairTexture" autoselect>> <<option "Straight">> <<option "Wavy">> <<option "Curly">> <<option "Kinky">> <<option "coily">> <</cycle>> strands that you would always keep <<cycle "$hairStyle" autoselect>> <<option "short and slicked back">> <<option "above your shoulders">> <<option "at mid-back">> <<option "waist-length">> <<option "braided">> <<option "tied up">> <</cycle>> stuck to your forehead. You stumble out of your bed, barely managing to shove your covers off as you stumble into your bathroom, slamming fully into the counter, the slap of your hands hitting the tile echoing against the walls, the sound feeling way too loud. When you <<cycle "$height" autoselect>> <<option "have to strain to look up, because you're very short">> <<option "look up because you're short">> <<option "look straight ahead because you're avergae height">> <<option "look down because your tall">> <<option "lean down to look at your eyes because you're very tall">> <</cycle>> in your <<cycle "$eyeColour" autoselect>> <<option "Ocean Blue">> <<option "Cool Gray">> <<option "Olive green">> <<option "Forest Green">> <<option "Hazel">> <<option "Amber">> <<option "Chesnut Brown">> <<option "Honey Brown">> <</cycle>> eyes you swore you could still see the flames, still hear their screams. Your <<cycle "$skinTone" autoselect>> <<option "Porcelain">> <<option "Pale Ivory">> <<option "Warm Ivory">> <<option "Olive">> <<option "Natural brown">> <<option "Dark brown">> <<option "Umber">> <<option "Sable">> <</cycle>> skin seems pale to you. And when you blink you see black arms reaching from behind to grab you and only a gasp escapes you before everything goes black. ---- You gasp and cough, feeling like you had just been choked. Gripping onto your chest you taking deep breaths to calm the racing heart trying to beat out of your chest. You lay there staring up at your roof, not being able to discern what was a dream and what was reality anymore. Everything just feels like too much so you do what you always do when your mind gets too full. [[You Draw]] [[You Clean]] [[You Run]] [[You Read]]

<<set $Traits to true>> <<notify>>Character Traits unlocked<</notify>> You grab your sketchbook, looking for an empty page. I’ll have to buy a new in a few days. You think to yourself as you realise you’re running out of pages once again, the way you take to drawing feeling almost like an addiction, the only way you know to express thoughts too big for your body, and this time isn’t any different. Your father would also make you paint from different plants and insects and as you try to dip your brush into the paints you realise you are also running low on those. Well now that’s unfortunate. You sigh to yourself seeing as you have no idea where your parents have run off to, but enough of that, right now you need to clear your head and its what you’ll do. [[Clear your mind]]

You take in a deep breath as you finally place your sketchbook down beside you on the bed, clenching and un-clenching your fingers to make sure they don’t cramp later. You scoot your way to the edge of the bed and stand, clasping your hands together in front of your and stretching them above you, feeling your back crack. You also twist side-to-side, the most satisfying pops leaving your body aching from being hunched over while painting. You go to check out your drawing, you had gotten so into the zone that you stopped thinking completely and just let your hands lead your drawing. So now that you look at it you can’t help but to be confused. It looks like you had drawn a <<link 'Cempasúchil'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> The marigold, usually used in Mexico for Day of the Dead celebrations. <</dialog>> <</link>> flower, the vivid red and oranges you had used looking amazing when hit with the sunlight coming in from the window beside your bed but that’s not what leaves you confused. What leaves you at a lose is the hands, two black arms grabbing coming out of the bottom of the page, two hands grabbing onto the petal of the cempazuchitl the crooked fingers looking almost as if they’re trying to pull the petals off. //What the fuck?// You feel the hairs at the back of your neck raise almost as if someone just blew on your neck and goosebumps crawl up your arms. You go to reach for the painting when someone calls your name from downstairs. !!Choose Your Name <<message '!!!Masculine Names'>>\ * [[Dario ~ one who upholds good|Prologue 6][$name to "Dario"]] * [[Javier ~ bright/bright future|Prologue 6][$name to "Javier"]] * [[Oscar ~ dear friend|Prologue 6][$name to "Oscar"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Feminine Names'>>\ * [[Dulce ~ sweet or candy|Prologue 6][$name to "Dulce"]] * [[Eva ~ giver of life|Prologue 6][$name to "Eva"]] * [[Ileana ~ shining light|Prologue 6][$name to "Ileana"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Gender-Neutral Names'>>\ * [[Amor ~ love|Prologue 6][$name to "Amor"]] * [[Lyn ~ pretty|Prologue 6][$name to "Lyn"]] * [[Dani ~ god will judge|Prologue 6][$name to "Dani"]] <</message>> <<textbox "$name" "Type answer here">> <<button "continue" "Prologue 6">><</button>>

<<set $Traits to true>> <<notify>>Character Traits unlocked<</notify>> You get up off your bed, trying to keep thoughts of your dreams off your mind as you head out your room and down the hall, towards where your mom keeps all the cleaning supplies. You grab the purple jug of <<link 'Fabuloso'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> A mexican cleaning product that can be used for floors or walls <</dialog>> <</link>> and mop for the floors, and grab the <<link 'suavitel'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> A mexican laundry softening product <</dialog>> <</link>> bottle, shaking it to make sure there’s at least enough for one round of laundry. After getting all the things you need out of the closet you shut the door, leaving the fabuloso and mop leaning against the wall as you head outside. You leave the suavitel on the floor as you turn on the tap to fill the small cement well connected to a slab of concrete on its left where you wash the clothes. You head back in for the clothes, starting with your shirts and pillow case, placing them on the cement slab, grabbing the small red bucket on the shelf behind you and turning of the tap. Scooping up water you pour it on top of the clothes, making sure they’re all thoroughly wet before turning around to the shelf once again and grabbing a bit of the Roma laundry detergent powder and sprinkling it on the clothes. You rub the shirts and pillow case against the ridges of the cement slab, making sure each shirt is thoroughly washed before you add a trickle of suavitel to the clothes, shaking out your arms and draining the water. //[[mop the floor]]//

<<set $Traits to true>> <<notify>>Character Traits unlocked<</notify>> Getting off you’re bed you head to your closet and change into a pair of shorts and a short-sleved shirt, <<if $hairStyle is "waist-length">>you tie your hair back so that it doesn't get in your face.<<elseif $hairStyle is "short and slicked back">>you brush the short strands back, grabbing some gel to make sure it doesn't frizz in the heat.<</if>> <<if $hairStyle is "at mid-back">>you tie your hair back so that it doesn't get in your face.<<elseif $hairStyle is "braided">>you re-braid your hair, makingn sure to gel your edges so they don't frizz in the heat.<</if>> <<if $hairStyle is "above your shoulders">>you tie your hair back so that it doesn't get in your face.<<elseif $hairStyle is "tied up">>you re-make your up-do to fix the hairs that had gotten loose last night.<</if>> You had already grabbed a pair of socks so you just put them on quickly nearing falling at your lack of balance and put on your shoes. You head out leaving the door to close behind you, confident no of your neighbours would steal anything, the old ladies more interested in the newest chisme. Because you had woken up early, there are no kids or farmers out right now, all of them probabl eating breakfast together right now. You ignore the pang you feel at that thought, knowing you’ll have to go home and eat alone. You shake out your legs, trying to also shake of those emotions and start heading down the path //[[Go running]]//

<<set $Traits to true>> <<notify>>Character Traits unlocked<</notify>> You sit up in your bed, swinging your legs over the side of the bed stretching lightly before reaching over to your bedside table where you pick up the book your mom had left you before leaving. It was a book speaking about the history of the aztec warriors and their different positions, you were currently on the section about jaguar warriors and eagle warriors. They fought with a wooden clubs studded with obsidian volcanic glass blades, called a macuahuitl. They also used spears and atlatls. The origin of the eagle and jaguar warriors stems from the self-less acts of two deities; Nanahuatzin, meaning Pimply One, and Tecuciztecatl, meaning Lord of Snails, who sacrificed themselves to bring life to the sun. They emerged from the fire transforming into an eagle and a jaguar. Jaguar warriors or ocēlōmeh were elite members of the elite aztec military. They wore jaguar patterend cloth and skins at war because they believed the animal's strengths would be given to them during battles. Jaguar warriors were used at the battlefront in military campaigns. To become a jaguar warrior, a member of the Aztec army had to capture a total of four enemies from battles. This was said to honor their gods in a way far greater than killing enemy soldiers in the battlefield. For a warrior to kill an enemy was considered clumsy. Of all of the Aztec warriors, they were the most feared. Eagle warriors or cuāuhmeh were a special class of infantry soldier in the Aztec army. Eagle warriors, along with the jaguar warriors, were the only such classes which did not restrict access solely to the nobility, as commoners were occasionally admitted for special merit.The uniforms of eagle warriors signified both courage on the battlefield and physical strength. Their shields were brightly coloured and decorated with feathers. As headgear, eagle warriors wore the heads of eagles, including an open beak, and used eagle feathers as adornments. The eagles were soldiers of the Sun, for the eagle was the symbol of the Sun. //[[suspicious sound]]//

Leaving the clothes hung up to dry, you head back in doors for the mop. Filling up a bucket with warm water and pouring in some fabulouso you take a in a breath of the comforting lavender smell. You grab the mop and stick it into the bucket, making sure you wring out the extra water before placing it on the floor. Starting with the living room, you make sure to go around the whole house opening the windows as you go along to make sure the smell dpoesn’t get too strong. As you’re mopping the sounds of the village waking uo flow in through the windows. Mothers yelling at their kids as they run down the path, the musicians who always sit in the middle of the village starting to strum lightly on their guitars, farmers pulling their carts, talking about how the harvest will go. It all almost starts to feel normal until you pass by the window where a <<link 'cempasúchil'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> The marigold, usually used in Mexico for Day of the Dead celebrations. <</dialog>> <</link>> flower is leaning on the windowsill, that you don’t remember being there the first time you passed. As you go to grab it you swear you see two black hands reach over your own, black crooked fingers grabbing for the petals of the flower before you jump back. You feel the hairs at the back of your neck raise almost as if someone just blew on your neck and goosebumps crawl up your arms. You go to reach for the flower again when someone calls your name from downstairs. !!Choose Your Name <<message '!!!Masculine Names'>>\ * [[Dario ~ one who upholds good|Prologue 6][$name to "Dario"]] * [[Javier ~ bright/bright future|Prologue 6][$name to "Javier"]] * [[Oscar ~ dear friend|Prologue 6][$name to "Oscar"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Feminine Names'>>\ * [[Dulce ~ sweet or candy|Prologue 6][$name to "Dulce"]] * [[Eva ~ giver of life|Prologue 6][$name to "Eva"]] * [[Ileana ~ shining light|Prologue 6][$name to "Ileana"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Gender-Neutral Names'>>\ * [[Amor ~ love|Prologue 6][$name to "Amor"]] * [[Lyn ~ pretty|Prologue 6][$name to "Lyn"]] * [[Dani ~ god will judge|Prologue 6][$name to "Dani"]] <</message>> <<textbox "$name" "Type answer here">> <<button "continue" "Prologue 6">><</button>>

You had run down the path, past the corn and wheat fields all the way to the edge of the farms, almost 40 minutes away where the fruit trees are. You slow down, your heart hammering against your ribs in a satisfying way, taking in deep, measured breaths. You lean against the nearest tree, looking up to see mangos hanging above you. You feel so tempted to reach up and grab one, but don’t want to have sticky fingers while running all the way back home, so instead you start walking back, knowing you’ll have to leave soon anyways when the farmers come out to start collecting their harvest. Walking back you’re able to take in your surroundings better, the sun beating down making you wish you had grabbed a hat, having to raise a hand to block the suns rays. You squint your eyes and from your peripheral just see a field of red and oranges, when you turn you realize that what had caught your attention was a field of <<link 'cempasúchil'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> The marigold, usually used in Mexico for Day of the Dead celebrations. <</dialog>> <</link>> flowers, the flowers swaying lightly whenever a light breeze touches them. //"Forgot about those"// Becuase of everything that had happened you completely forgot that you would have to set up the altar and all the celebrations for el Dia de los Muertos by yourself, including getting some cempazuchitl flowers. You feel the urge to get closer and reach out for one, but when you do black arms raise up almost out of the ground, black crooked fingers - bone-like even - reach towards the petal of the flower you were also grabbing and you stumble back, tripping on your own feet and landing on your ass. The air gets knocked out of you and You feel the hairs at the back of your neck raise almost as if someone just blew on your neck and goosebumps crawl up your arms. You sit their dazed about what you just saw when someone calls your name from up the path. !!Choose Your Name <<message '!!!Masculine Names'>>\ * [[Dario ~ one who upholds good|Prologue 6][$name to "Dario"]] * [[Javier ~ bright/bright future|Prologue 6][$name to "Javier"]] * [[Oscar ~ dear friend|Prologue 6][$name to "Oscar"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Feminine Names'>>\ * [[Dulce ~ sweet or candy|Prologue 6][$name to "Dulce"]] * [[Eva ~ giver of life|Prologue 6][$name to "Eva"]] * [[Ileana ~ shining light|Prologue 6][$name to "Ileana"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Gender-Neutral Names'>>\ * [[Amor ~ love|Prologue 6][$name to "Amor"]] * [[Lyn ~ pretty|Prologue 6][$name to "Lyn"]] * [[Dani ~ god will judge|Prologue 6][$name to "Dani"]] <</message>> <<textbox "$name" "Type answer here">> <<button "continue" "Prologue 6">><</button>>

As you’re getting immersed in the tales and legends of these warriors' greatness you hear what sounds like a rock hitting youw window pane. With a loud sigh you reluctantly place the book down, making a silent promise to come back and finish it at night and turn towards the window beside your bed. You crawl over and as soon as you open the wooden window shutters, you hear giggles and see the back of small heads. The yell you had dies immediatly in your throat as you just shake your head. //Just a buncha <<link 'chamacos'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> Mexican slang used to refer to a bunch of kids/youngster. Chamacas would be the feminie version. <</dialog>> <</link>> .// You go to close the window shutters again but something catches your eye. You look down and see a <<link 'cempasúchil'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> The marigold, usually used in Mexico for Day of the Dead celebrations. <</dialog>> <</link>> flower just lying there. You assume one of the kids dropped it or something as they ran away so you just lean down to get it but as soon as you, almost as if the hands came out of the concrete and grab for the flower. Black crooked fingers reaching over your own hand and you yank you hand back, falling onto your bed nearly falling off the edge, managing to barely grab onto the covers and scramble up. You hear your heart pounding in your ears and lunge for the window shutters slamming them shut. You feel the hairs at the back of your neck raise almost as if someone just blew on your neck and goosebumps crawl up your arms. You stair at the blue shutter in a daze wondering if you’ve lost your mind when someone knocks on the door and calls your name. !!Choose Your Name <<message '!!!Masculine Names'>>\ * [[Dario ~ one who upholds good|Prologue 6][$name to "Dario"]] * [[Javier ~ bright/bright future|Prologue 6][$name to "Javier"]] * [[Oscar ~ dear friend|Prologue 6][$name to "Oscar"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Feminine Names'>>\ * [[Dulce ~ sweet or candy|Prologue 6][$name to "Dulce"]] * [[Eva ~ giver of life|Prologue 6][$name to "Eva"]] * [[Ileana ~ shining light|Prologue 6][$name to "Ileana"]] <</message>> <<message '!!!Gender-Neutral Names'>>\ * [[Amor ~ love|Prologue 6][$name to "Amor"]] * [[Lyn ~ pretty|Prologue 6][$name to "Lyn"]] * [[Dani ~ god will judge|Prologue 6][$name to "Dani"]] <</message>> <<textbox "$name" "Type answer here">> <<button "continue" "Prologue 6">><</button>>

“Are you in there $name?” You sigh, recognizing that voice as that one nosy <<link 'abuela'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> grandma/grandmother <</dialog>> <</link>> . You knew she meant well but still, having to listen to an hour long description of how her husbands, brothers has a wife, whos cousins, nephew had a cat, and they think they neighbours lover on the side killed the cat for witchcraft against him out of jealousy. If you were being honest you think she was just talking about her latest <<link 'telenovela'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> Latin American soap operas <</dialog>> <</link>> episode, but you let her go on her tangent anyways. So her being here only meant she had some //big// news. For your sake you hoped whatever happened this time was real. As you open the door you see her standing there, her graying hair put into two french-braids with flowers weaved in-between, her outfit seems extra fancy and you can’t help but wonder why? “Hey <<link 'abu'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> term of endearmeant for grandmother/grandma <</dialog>> <</link>> who got you looking so nice?” The smile that blooms on her face is worth the loving - violent - hits she gives you for the compliment “Ay what a sweet-talker we have here, this old skirt is nothing.” Although she tries to play it off but you can tell she enjoyed being complimented. “Now let me in, these abuelas feet get tired fast now, so shoo shoo.” You move out of the doorway before she can shove past, although she’s old the old lady got some strength. You shut the door making sure to lock it before heading to the fridge to pour water into two glasses, handing one to abu as she makes herself comfortable. She takes a quick sip and dabs at her neck with her scarf. “Now come sit so I can tell you what happened, otherwise I think I’d have to pick you up off the floor when you pass out from shock.” You shake your head at her with a small smile on your lips as you dramatically let yourself fall on the couch, “Okay abu, tell me please, im absolutely dying to know.” She places the water cup down on the table and crosses her legs while fixing her skirt, leaning in closer to me as if what she’s about to say is life or death, and just to humor her you lean in as-well. “Apparently <<link 'cachetes'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> A term of endearmeant meaning cheeks <</dialog>> <</link>> , the last <<link 'bruja blanca'>> <<dialog 'translation'>> White witch <</dialog>> <</link>>? I hear the knights outside her mansion saying she was dead!” My eyes go wide at her revelation but before I can even say something she continues. “And not just recently dead, I heard that she’s been dead for a while and no one found out till now” Usually you wouldn’t believe any of the crazy stories that came out of her mouth, but the way she looks at you right now, her eyes feeling like they look into your soul, you can’t just brush it off as an old lady needing entertainment. <<button "continue" "The End (for now)">><</button>>

!!Select your romance options’ genders/pronouns . !!!The Guide <<listbox "$a_gender">> <<option "male">> <<option "female">> <<option "nonbinary">> <</listbox>> !!!Jaguar warrior <<listbox "$b_gender">> <<option "male">> <<option "female">> <<option "nonbinary">> <</listbox>> !!!Eagle Warrior <<listbox "$c_gender">> <<option "male">> <<option "female">> <<option "nonbinary">> <</listbox>> !!!The Mystery <<listbox "$d_gender">> <<option "male">> <<option "female">> <<option "nonbinary">> <</listbox>> [[Previous|story start]]

This is all that's available currently! There is more to be written, I just wanted this to be out there to let everyone know that the game is curently in development! There will be more soon, just have patience with me as I am a University student who's also working part time to pay for said Uni. (I'm also learning Twine as I go which im starting to realize was a mistake but ''yolo'') So see you in the next update! [[Back to Beginning|story start]]

<<widget “a_subjective”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>he<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>she<<else>>they<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_objective”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>him<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>them<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_ProPossesive”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>their<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_PrePossesive”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>hers<<else>>theirs<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_reflexive”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>himself<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>herself<<else>>themself<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_person”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>man<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>woman<<else>>person<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “a_child”>><<if $a_gender eq “male”>>boy<<elseif $a_gender eq “female”>>girl<<else>>child<</if>><</widget>>

<<widget “b_subjective”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>he<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>she<<else>>they<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_objective”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>him<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>them<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_ProPossesive”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>their<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_PrePossesive”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>hers<<else>>theirs<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_reflexive”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>himself<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>herself<<else>>themself<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_person”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>man<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>woman<<else>>person<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “b_child”>><<if $b_gender eq “male”>>boy<<elseif $b_gender eq “female”>>girl<<else>>child<</if>><</widget>>

<<widget “c_subjective”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>he<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>she<<else>>they<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_objective”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>him<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>them<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_ProPossesive”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>their<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_PrePossesive”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>hers<<else>>theirs<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_reflexive”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>himself<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>herself<<else>>themself<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_person”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>man<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>woman<<else>>person<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “c_child”>><<if $c_gender eq “male”>>boy<<elseif $c_gender eq “female”>>girl<<else>>child<</if>><</widget>>

<<widget “d_subjective”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>he<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>she<<else>>they<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_objective”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>him<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>them<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_ProPossesive”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>her<<else>>their<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_PrePossesive”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>his<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>hers<<else>>theirs<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_reflexive”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>himself<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>herself<<else>>themself<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_person”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>man<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>woman<<else>>person<</if>><</widget>> <<widget “d_child”>><<if $d_gender eq “male”>>boy<<elseif $d_gender eq “female”>>girl<<else>>child<</if>><</widget>>