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There\u2019s nothing else\u2014just an expanse of white. I float about in it. Before me is a woman in pale tones, who is also floating along. She\u2019s wrapped in soft, pure white cloth, her garments fluttering, a twirling design entwining her body. The only spot of color to be found on her body was the subtle pink of her lips, cheeks and eyes. She\u2019s extremely beautiful, a gentle smile on her face. However, there\u2019s this one thing: the woman possesses impossible and otherworldly body parts. Sprouting from her back are large white wings. Each time they move, sparkles and beads of light dance through the air. \u201c\u2026Well.\u201d What the heck. I wonder if I\u2019m dreaming. No, this is a dream. No doubt about it. Despite this, if I have to say so myself, this dream is weird. For some reason, the incredibly divine woman narrows her cherry-blossom-toned eyes, tilting her head with a grin. \u201cWe finally meet. I am the goddess called Crouture.\u201d \u201cHuh?!\u201d It spoke! That surprises me. I mean, did this person just refer to herself as a \u201cgoddess?’ Wow. You can actually call yourself a goddess. Although I\u2019m of the opinion that role-playing is an individual freedom, that\u2019s some next-level courage right there\u2026 \u201cExcuse me. Hello? Are you listening? I wonder if he heard me\u2026 It can\u2019t be helped. Shall we do this again? We finally meet. I am the goddess called Crouture.\u201d \u201cThe goddess, Crouture?\u201d \u201cCorrect.\u201d Then she smiles, her pale hair swaying slightly. Goddess? Are you serious? How so? Though, it\u2019s true that she\u2019s carrying genuine feathers on her back. A lovely symmetrical face. A perfect ethereal body. Not to mention, her inexplicable coloring. \u201cAh.\u201d How curious. I feel as if I had met this self-proclaimed goddess somewhere before. White wings. Long, pale, and fluffy hair. Light pink eyes. White attire coupled with an affectionate smile. Then it hits me. That\u2019s right. That\u2019s it! In this game that I have been so addicted to, so much so that I\u2019ve played it four times, there\u2019s a goddess character. And she resembles this goddess to a staggering extent.\u00a0 The title of this game is \u201cArcadia. Countless hearts were kindled in this world of sword and magic. Even so, it\u2019s a story-oriented RPG that develops a world view and a heavy plot, the latter which seems to have been kneaded in like clay. The system direction is built intently in a reliable manner, garnering a favorable impression. As for the level of difficulty, while many games can be cleared without a sweat, this one reigns at the top of its class in how challenging it is. Fighting properly requires considerable thought. If you don\u2019t act, you won\u2019t be able to defeat your opponent, nor will you be able to rescue someone in need of help. Well, the feeling of achievement when I clear a part is great, though.\u00a0 If I had to summarize the story, it goes like this: A vagrant boy with nothing but the clothes on his back makes his way to a small, border village. The boy had blond hair, sky-blue eyes, and pale skin. In this country, such traits were rare, whereas tawny hair and brown eyes were commonplace. Within the tiny village, there was a small orphanage ran solely by an aging nun. There, the nun took care of children who had lost their parents to sickness or war. She accepted the boy without relatives and raised him. Several years passed. The boy was now eighteen years old. There were three large countries on the continent. In order to hold the world in the palm of his hands, the king of one of those countries summoned the Demon King. However, the summoned Demon King proved to be too strong. His power spread throughout the continent, rousing the surrounding magical beasts from their slumber. The ferocious monsters began to attack the villages and towns one by one. The demon\u2019s army proceeded to invade the neighboring countries in succession. Countless people died. The earth shook. Then, one day\u2026 \u2026A beautiful young nun arrived at that small village alone. She was dispatched to attend to the aged former nun and study under her. Like that boy, the girl also had blond hair and sky blue eyes. Using her healing powers freely and extending her arms without distinction, the kindhearted girl became known by everyone as the Holy Maiden. That small village was at peace, until one night. At last, a crowd of demons arrived. The villagers who lived day to day could not oppose those dreadful demons that grew ever more ferocious. The villagers were slain one after the other. That night was a terrible tragedy. Only the boy and the girl survived that horrific event. They had received God\u2019s blessing, drawing the blood of the old nation. The two held divine and extraordinary power, battling through the night to protect the village. However, the demon forces were overwhelming in number. Even the old nun and the other children she had raised like siblings died. The majority of the villagers were exterminated. Eventually, the whole village was set ablaze. Just about everything burnt to a crisp and the village was no more. The boy lost everything. With regret toward everyone locked in his chest and bent on destroying the Demon King, the boy and the girl embarked on a journey\u2014 That\u2019s the heroic and fantasy-like story. What happens next is as follows: he travels the world gathering comrades, overthrows the king of the evil country, defeats the Demon King, keeps close to the Holy Maiden, and reaches the ending. What an old-fashioned fantasy! The feeling really hits me. And then the Hero will, I, will save everyone in the world! It\u2019s a good thing I don\u2019t have an impatient personality. I watch everything indifferently, watch as the severe reality unfolds. I didn\u2019t go as far as becoming a dark hero, just a hero who was somewhat shady. I was totally addicted. I even completed all the side quests. Several endings were available. Your actions affected which ending you received. I was finally able to see the true ending, which was criticized for setting its conditions too strict. The survival of all the characters served as the absolute requirement. After locating and assembling each of the thirteen goddesses\u2019 individual blessed items, the goddesses would supervise the Great Goddess Trials. Once those were conquered, you would receive the strongest sword to defeat the true final boss. Only then would you pull the true ending. This was quite arduous. The enemy who came forward was incredibly strong. As such, even though my level was maxed, I could have still lost if I wasn\u2019t paying attention. Another problem was that the goddess who appeared from time to time was philosophical and difficult to deal with. In order to gain the world\u2019s strongest sword, thirteen goddesses must bestow their desired items. However, the conditions to acquire the items were unusual and strict. First, you must speak to an NPC that appeared in whatever place at whatever time. Then you must repeat this with the next NPC on the list. If the items didn\u2019t pop out from any of the NPCs, then that meant you made a mistake. If you made a mistake or if the events were interrupted, you must load a previous save file. A single blunder would call for a total restart. There were a lot of events that consumed real time, testing my perseverance and endurance. Therefore, the sense of accomplishment and fatigue from clearing were amazing. \u201cExcuse me\u2026 Hello? Excuse me, are you listening?\u201d I sigh. \u201cOh, I\u2019m sorry, I didn\u2019t hear you. Well, what is it?\u201d The goddess looks at me, sighing in regret.\u3000 \u201cSo you were not listening\u2026 That is too bad. It cannot be helped. I will say it again, so please listen carefully. Is that okay? I implore you. Please?\u201d \u201cAh, yes. Sorry. One more time, please.\u201d The goddess recovers, clearing her throat in the process. \u201cWell, I will repeat myself: I beseech you. Please save the world.\u201d I remain silent for several seconds, before saying, \u201cExcuse me?\u201d I feel as if I had been told something that is quite commonly the start to a lot of games. Is it just my imagination? Yeah. That must be it. Besides, this is all a dream. \u201cYeah. I say, I\u2019m watching a strange dream unfold\u2026 It\u2019s probably because I stayed up late last night playing games.\u201d \u201cNo. This is not a dream,\u201d she says immediately. \u201cNo no no. It is a dream. It\u2019s impossible no matter how you think about this.\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s why I am saying it is not a dream.\u201d \u201cHuh? I see. Still, you\u2026 Aren\u2019t you the goddess from that game?\u201d \u201cWrong! Although it is true I resemble that goddess to a great extent, to say that is kind of\u2026\u201d \u201cHuh? How could that be? You look just like her.\u201d \u201cNo. We are different. Although she takes after me, we are not the same. I will return to my story. At any rate, I must take the divine promotion exam this time.\u201d \u201cPromotion exam?\u201d \u2026What the heck. What a sudden development. I can\u2019t read where this story is going at all. Well, dreams are usually incoherent. I mean, what the heck\u2019s a divine promotion exam? I wonder if it\u2019s similar to a certification examination. To be required to take tests, even the gods of this world have it hard. Yeah, yeah. \u201cThe final exam consists of creating one of the first worlds capable of governing itself.\u201d \u201cWow.\u201d \u201cBut\u2026 creating a world is so, SO hard. My upperclassmen struggle, failing over and over again. Some have failed over a hundred times.\u201d \u201cOne hundred times. That\u2019s a bit too unsuccessful.\u201d \u201cAgreed. I think so too. And so, I have a deity friend who likes games. She recommended the game titled \u201cArcadia\u201d to me. It\u2019s one of my favorites.\u201d Arcadia! \u201cAh! That! I also played it! It\u2019s good, isn\u2019t it? It really gives the feeling of \u2018this is how kings are made!\u2019\u201d \u201cIsn\u2019t that right? The game has a good old-fashioned and traditional feeling!\u201d \u201cYes! Yes!\u201d Oh, I actually have a kindred spirit in such a place! I\u2019m happy! \u201cBecause I enjoyed the plot and the world view of \u201cArcadia\u201d so much, I decided to model a world after it.\u201d \u201cOhhhh! That\u2019s great! Sounds good!\u201d \u201cIndeed, indeed! Surely it will be a wonderful world! Well, that\u2019s what I thought\u2026\u201d The goddess\u2019 expression turns dark and cloudy. \u201c\u2026World creation is truly a challenging miracle. Despite using my full power to create it perfectly\u2026 no matter how many times I reset or remake it, the world neither conforms to the events within that game nor does it follow the storyline\u2026\u201d \u201cHm.\u201d \u201cWhy is this so\u2026?\u201d \u201cWell. I don\u2019t understand it either. If the world you create can\u2019t be identical to the one in the game, then it can\u2019t be helped.\u201d \u201cIt cannot be helped, huh?\u201d \u201cYep. People\u2019s hearts are complex. Even though their circumstances are identical, they will not necessarily think the same as the characters within the game. Just a trivial thing, something small, can change people\u2019s feelings.\u201d \u201cYes\u2026 I see. It is as you say. I also feel the same toward the exam. Still, I cannot give up. By all means, I want to guide this lovely world that I have created. I do not want to lose it. I want to protect it. That is why, please, may you provide your assistance? Please, save this world.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cSave the world.\u201d Wow. Such an event is too magnificent. The back of my neck itches. I don\u2019t think I should agree to her demands, though. Shouldn\u2019t this task be given to someone who\u2019s young and idealistic? Not someone who\u2019s exhausted from job hunting like me. Such a line should be said to an amazing person with charisma. Like, a person who looks...","thumbnail_url":"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/ko-fi-button-300x135.png"}