In a dim gray space.
A young man grinned as he typed away at his computer, the speed of his keystrokes steadily increasing.
After an unknown period of time, he leaned back in his chair, letting out a sigh.
Oak: Man, this section is a bit depressing. I don't really want to write Nes's reaction right now… Oo! I know! I'll write this instead!
Oak pushed away from his desk, then looked around the empty room.
Oak: Eh, it's pretty lonely in here. Let's bring some people in! Summon Seph, Eugene!
Eugene: Hm? What kind of magic is this? I want to research it!
Oak: Howdy. Y'all been having fun down south?
Seph cringed at Oak's words.
Seph: You're making me stay with a cannibal! He drinks human blood every evening like it's wine!
Oak: Eh, that is a bit creepy. Doesn't blood taste a bit like iron? I can't imagine wanting to drink that!
