Where Am I?

[flameofthecraft]

Ungh...

Did... did the building come down? Did we free the other witches?

Am I dead?

Amon... I hope the others got out. I'm just... I'm tired now. My powers... No, I'm not dead.

How did I get here? This isn't Japan. This isn't the factory... where are the others? Sakaki... Doujima... Miss Karasuma...

For that matter... where am I?

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[emeraldfangs]

No, you're not dead, and this...is not Japan. You're in Econtra.

It is a long and tiring story to tell.

[flameofthecraft]

Yes... I traveled a long way to get to Tokyo, but I know this isn't Japan. *sad sigh*

Long and tiring? Are you able to tell me? Or... someone?

[emeraldfangs]

You're not the only one who was disappointed.

The gist of it is that you are one of us, the 'Drafted', taken to this place to train for a war against the Entropi, which are beings bent on destroying this planet.

The cuff on your wrist - I am sure you have one - prevents violence from you or from others.

And I am afraid there is no way out.

[flameofthecraft]

Cuff? Hm... so it works like Orbo, then? Nullifying my powers? Strange, it didn't make my powers feel any different. I wonder if that's because of the Fragment.

[emeraldfangs]

Not quite nullifying but weakening. Fragment?

I assume that you are a magic-user of some sort, to speak of such powers?

[flameofthecraft]

Yes, in a way. I was a craft-user for the STN-J, but... they branded me a witch and sent hunters after me once I became too powerful for their liking.