[ Mikado is back.

He was angry and ecstatic at the same time. Angry because he never got to finish what he started, but ecstatic that he was back in Luceti--he loved it here.

But this place has warped time; he knows he's been away for roughly three months, who knows how long it's been here? Three hours? Three years? Three centuries? His friends ( Read more... )

( Background/Train of thought, no need to read )