This is Benoit Valmonte, speaking once again.
It's now the year 2024.
A considerable amount of time has passed since The Legend of Daig'digaia incident; and everyone, the fifty Twilight Warriors included, are indeed moving on with their own lives, but still making close contact with one another just like old classmates should.
8:25 pm. January 21.
The day after my birthday.
After a brief celebration yesterday, which involved me and my girlfriend Marigold Bueller eating out, I'm now back to studying. And more studying.
But since I'm taking up game design, this studying is at least tolerable, since the lessons are more example-centric, because no decent game designer would want to draw inspiration from games with bad design and bad narrative.
My mind then takes me back to what conspired yesterday.
Sure, nothing negative happened at the restaurant we were eating at, but...
