You dreamed of being someone else, limping with a painful headache towards a large and strange house, with an even stranger tower at its far end, looking eerily akin to a mage’s tower. Then that someone enters the house and with the brighter light inside the house, you discover that person is a woman, thanks to the large bosom you glimpse in a brief moment when she lowers her head in her limping towards a strange, low-backrest sofa, where she collapses. In your mind you feel the thought: “Past me... help us... Miyai, Azuj... love...” then she loses consciousness, and you with her. You awake, not in your bed, but on the same strange sofa, in that female body you glimpsed; fortunately the headache disappeared, but you’re alone, in an opposite sex’s body, and... somewhere in a strange, exotic, if not even alien, place. It looks like you’re now having... A taste of Isekai A 2024 Spring Thing Backgarden entry by PGdE MMXX-MMXXIV Release 1.00 (20240328) [ PLEASE READ THE ABOUT AND THE CREDITS ! ] Living room When you wake, the first thing you see is that the ceiling is really high, the barreled roof being at least three, perhaps four, floors above you, a ceiling fit for this gorgeous and rather grand living room on two levels, a mezzanine covering the eastern third of this room, forming a cozy, low-ceiling area below it. A flight of stairs against the northern wall climbs up to the mezzanine. On the centre of the southern wall, flanked by an arched passage on its left and a larger archway on its right, hangs, an huge life-size painting, so detailed and realistic that you can’t exclude that is actually a photograph, no wonder that has catched your attention. Standing up from the sofa, you’re rather surprised in feeling the presence of a gorgeousness whose immediately catch your eye: this body’s bosom sports a pair of D cup breasts, covered by a laced bodice, and you wear a skirt around your lower body. A female body and dress, for real ? How and why I got these ?? >about ABOUT FOR THE PORTRAIT: first and foremost, this is an excerpt taken from the very beginning of Isekai, an interactive story to be released in late 2026, which is centered about understanding a new, different world, so, even in this excerpt, there’s some changing descriptions in relation to the evolution of the PC’s understanding of this new environment, so please eXamining around often (and this excerpt shows the density of things to examine, and also that some of these things have even details which can be examined) Feel free to express your opinion on this excerpt, keeping in mind that few details, e.g. these recently introduced in Isekai, aren’t precisely fully implemented. I have estimated, even prior of the betatest, that getting 100% score is NOT easy to be achevied, so this excerpt will offer an option for ending the story when a certain number of details of the painting is discovered; but I recommend to persist, because there’s many little setting, lore and backstory tidbits here and there, both in the titular portrait and the four rooms around. On these tidbit, I suggest to look up the “IF Art” concept, which can be helpful in understanding the general narrative. (The painting will be the main device used in Isekai for the initial delivering of the general setting & background to the player) in the /extras directory you will find three .txt files from IF-Archive, containing a description of the concept of If Art and the rules of the first two of the now-forgotten “If Art contest”, I think that reading them will help players in understanding my approach to IF narrative. Isekai's initial puzzle (a very easy one, I hope) is here, but please keep in mind that this excerpt is definitively 95% narration (mainly thru examining the details of the painting) and 5% puzzles. Thanks in advance for your enjoying/enduring this little excerpt from your trustful Imp, Piergiorgio. >credits CREDITS SO FAR (not only for this excerpt, but also for Isekai): Marnie “FemaleDeer” Parker for introducing in the late 90s the concept of puzzleless, story-centered IF, thru his/her “IF Art” concept, a major factor in the renaissance of IF of the late 90s - early 2000s, and the partecipants to the now-forgotten “IF Art competition” which has helped solidify this innovation in the IF community. Then, my betatesters, Deborah Sherwood and “Hidnook”, the former also for the useful, even surprising, commentary and insights she sent to me. Eric Eve, not only for adv3Lite, but also for his suggestions and multiple help, well above and beyond duty. Jim Nelson, Jeff J. McCoskey and “johnnywz00” for their suggestions. Joey “Inventor200”, “Brett Witty” and Jim Aikin for the borrowed code (due credits also in the source) and... surely other people will be added in due development of Isekai... >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. From its placement, this painting looks very significant. Let’s examine it.. >x me You look upon your new body: you now wear a bodice covering a large breast and a calf-length skirt, both surprisingly comfortable, no wonder that you haven’t immediately noticed wearing totally different garments until now. This body’s waist seems proportionally thinner, but perhaps is an impression influenced by that buxom torso. You hesitate to inspect the most feminine part of this body, settling upon doing a quick tactile “reconnaissance” whose confirm that there’s a female “slit”, with a thick bush of pubic hairs around. Oh, well. No, NOT well. Being in an opposite sex’s body absolutely isn’t normal ! What has happened ? and where I am ? Perhaps looking around is the most sensible course of action. Besides, this large, very detailed, painting piques your curiosity.. [The description of yourself change often, and sometimes there’s reminders on what to do, so is warmly recommended doing examine yourself often] >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. From its placement, this painting looks very significant. Let’s examine it.. >x sofa This sofa, has a strange, rather unusual design, the most striking one being that the backrest is rather low, a very unusual feature. but IS confortable, and indeed now you feel well rested after collapsing here. >x painting It is extremely realistic, to the point that you can’t say if it is an actual photograph or is an hyper realistic painting, albeit the very fantastical and rather alien scene depicted weight toward the latter: In front of a grassland , looking like a common green, in front of a stand, brightly illuminated by a cloudless sky, stands a totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women: The left one, raven-haired and dressed in red , is the shortest of the trio , but the top of her head sports a pair of horns, adorned by a diadem elegantly entwined between these horns, which are topped by golden engraved covers, on which are attached blue streamers; on her back is a pair of leathery wings, her left one spread on the back of the other two. The right one, a blonde, is the taller of the trio, and wears a silver-trimmed green dress; Around her forehead she wears a shiny silver circlet, and on her back are two large white-feathered wings, the right one spread on the back of the other two, above and behind the leathery one of the left girl, and her spread wing gesture project a strong will of protecting the other two. The girl at the centre, wearing an aqua dress, doesn’t have wings, but has purple eyes, long pink hair, pointy ears and very fine traits, definitively looking like the elves of fantasy stories and lore. These three improbable girls, a daemon, an angel and an elf, hold together their raised right hands, as giving together a salute toward the painter, or the camera in front of them, proudly exhibiting on their right wrists identical, very finely carved, iridescent bracelets. In disbelief of the high realism and the improbable subject, you raise your right hand up to touch the painting; The sleeve of your bodice falls down your arm, revealing that at your right wrist, you wear the same, identical carved iridescent bracelet! You quickly peek at your shoulder, no wings, checked. Then you grasp a lock of your long hair, not only feeling that something seems off about your hand, but also discovering that this lock of long and very fine and silky hairs has the very same pink of the hair of the centre girl!! (Your score has just increased by ten points.) >x me Your body isn’t yours: it’s a female one, wearing a bodice and a skirt, apparently elfin, surely with innatural hair colour, and a substantial breast, and between the legs.. well, that is definitively a feminine aerea... Oh, well. No, NOT well. Being in an opposite sex’s body absolutely isn’t normal ! What has happened ? and where I am ? Perhaps looking around is the most sensible course of action. Also, this female body, from that painting, seems elfin, and this is beyond normal, it’s impossible ! but.. is undeniable that these hairs aren’t dyed, are natural pink, not dyed. Now.. glancing eastward, toward the cozy eastern area of this living room, under the mezzanine, you spy a mirror hanging on the eastern wall, and is common knowledge that mirrors reflects images... >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x table It is a simple, but lacquered in a very shining black, low table placed between the sofa and the painting; actually, is much more nearer the sofa: you can’t avoid thinking that this low table form, together with the sofa, an ensemble functional to the contemplation of this painting. >n A disembodied impish voice apologises that the full narrative will not be complete until late 2026, Earth reckoning, and that you can’t access the upper floor until then, begging for your patience. Looking up, you notice a mezzanine, with a window-door on the north side and a large archway on the southern side. >up A disembodied impish voice apologises that the full narrative will not be complete until late 2026, Earth reckoning, and that you can’t access the upper floor until then, begging for your patience. Looking up, you notice a mezzanine, with a window-door on the north side and a large archway on the southern side. >x mirror The mirror can be reached going under the mezzanine, east from here... And, as every mirror, reflects the images. >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >e Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. Looking at this mirror should confirm or, hopefully, deny my current unusual appareance... >x mirror You’re astonished in seeing your mirror image, up to actually moving your head and hands to be completely sure that what you see is really your reflected image: Indeed your body now is not only a female body, but also an.. Elf body, complete with the stereotypical long, pointy ears protruding outwards! On top of this shocking confirmation, not only the pink hair colour, but also the purple eye colour, fine facial traits and physique are identical with the middle girl depicted in the painting in that living room, leaving no reasonable nor unreasonable margin of doubt that the body you now are in is the very same of the middle girl depicted in the painting in the other room. But this answer raise new questions: Who are these other two girls?, and How and Why I’m in this body ?? then, more importantly, Who am I now ?? In this moment of overwhelming confusion, you spontaneously murmur a word.. no, actually two words: Etuye Alasne You felt that this the name of this body. An elfin body, and a female one, on top of it! but how and why I’m actually in this body ? This is by far the major question. (Your score has just increased by ten points.) >l Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >open door Opened. >enter door Understair closet There’s no kid wizard living here, but there’s plenty of potterware, this being a storage space for cups, dishes and cutlery, all of good appareance, elegant but not pretentious; whoever lives here not only has good taste, but also has often guests, and by the number of dishware here, also holds relatively sizeable receptions and parties. >undo One turn undone: enter door >in Understair closet There’s no kid wizard living here, but there’s plenty of potterware, this being a storage space for cups, dishes and cutlery, all of good appareance, elegant but not pretentious; whoever lives here not only has good taste, but also has often guests, and by the number of dishware here, also holds relatively sizeable receptions and parties. >x dishware The dishware’s are of wood or pewter, forming a large matched set design and style is rather unusual, especially the cutlery, whose are a curious mix of western and eastern: all are of good taste, elegant and refined, without being extravagant or pretentious; and you feel that their design and style fit very well with both formal and informal settings. >out Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >w Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >w An impish voice apologise that the outside of this place is still a work in progress, hinting at the same time that you can later end this exploration, even without fully contemplating the painting... >se Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard; All those furniture together hints that this room must be some sort of dining room.... On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. You can see a red ribbon here. >x table It’s a large and very low table, reminiscent of Japanese kotatsu, without warming stove under, but with blue cushions around. >x cushions The cushions are all around the large table, like zabuton around a kotatsu; all are blue and looks very comfy, but now you have other priorities than sitting on comfy cushions... >take cushions You have more pressing matters than fooling around with cushions. >x cabinet This cabinet is a large one, slightly taller than you (but this elfin body is a tall or short one ?) >open cabinet Opened. >l Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard. On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. You can see a red ribbon here. >x sideboard This sideboard don’t have drawers, but on its top is carved a pair of trays containing some strange cutlery, combination of western and eastern cutlery. >x trays The trays of the sideboard are carved and not too deep, with gently sloping sides, its function being clearly that of cutlery holders, because indeed there’s strange cutlery in these trays.On the sideboard’s trays you see some strange cutlery. >x cutlery These wooden cutlery are strange; the majority looks like a combination of eastern and western cutlery: chopsticks with either a two-prong fork or a narrow spoon on the opposite tip. Sticks, fork, spoon, and even a sort of spork, a spoon with a large cut in the middle, but no knives: From this, you surmise that in this place the meat is served Eastern-style, already cut into bites. >x ribbon a red ribbon, made of a sort of velvet, slight more than an inch wide and around six inch long. >take ribbon Taken. >i You are wearing a macrame bag, iridescent bracelet, your tea green bodice, and your sea green skirt, and carrying a red ribbon and a testing die. >wear ribbon curiously, you feel the strange fantasy of being now protected against poison, paralysis, petrification, being turned into frog or shrinked into very small size, doomed to die in few minutes, among many other bizarre and definitively improbable occurences... A “Fantasy” so bizarre and strange, that perhaps is a “Final” one. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >hint Sorry, this story doesn’t have any built-in hints. >l Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard. On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. >w A force field of sort block your passage southward; an impish voice apologises for the inconvenience, pointing that albeit largely done, the rest of the lower house is still incomplete, but the force field is transparent, allowing to see that beyond is the beginning of a corridor continuing southward, and in front of you an arch lead to a narrow parallel corridor, then another arch leading to a kitchen You wonder what lies in the unseen part of the narrow corridor, but you have a nagging feeling that can be considered controversial. >l Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard. On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. >n Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >w An impish voice apologise that the outside of this place is still a work in progress, hinting at the same time that you can later end this exploration, even without fully contemplating the painting... >se Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard. On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. >n Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x painting The hyperrealistic painting (or photography ? anyway, you decided to call this oeuvre a 'portrait’), so this portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x first woman You see no first woman here. >x left woman You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x center woman You see no center woman here. >x second woman You see no second woman here. >x right woman Examining carefully the portrait of the angelic girl in green, she seems in her 20s; “seems” because she has a feature whose alone place her outside, if not beyond, human standards: her prominent and really beautiful white-feathered wings. The spreaded wing’s feathers are long and very well groomed, and these wings alone compensate the lack of halo in her definitively angelic appareance. she’s the tallest of the trio, with an aura of litheness, notwithstanding her abundant bosom, only slighty smaller than the other two’s breasts, and her face is, well, so beautiful that be called rightly 'angelic’, and her aqua eyes project an aura of accomplishment and strong will to protect and assist the other two, underscoring and reinforcing the nonverbal message sent through her embracing spread with her right wing. Her dress is simple, but elegant, more like a tunic than a dress, and the silver trimmings have a delicate pattern of swirles, and a discreet fabric belt is tied at her waist; the simplicity of her attire extends also to the only jewel she sports, a simple, unadorned silver circlet on her head. The level of detail of the painting even depicts some bends and shadows on the dress suggesting that her left leg is slighty forward. Instictively, you whisper “Miryarai... Miyai, my darling..”. You realise that you have uttered her name, nickname and... “my darling” ? to an angel ? Why ? (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x middle woman You see no middle woman here. >x middle girl You see no middle girl here. >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x middle The sharp talons on the wings’s middle joints and extremities are carefully polished to a shine; Notwithstanding their sharp and menacing look, the feeling you get looking at them is one of trustworthy, that is, these talons will not only never harm others without reason, but will also be used for fiercely defending her loved ones. But who are her loved ones ? you wonder. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x left Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) the girl in red, or (3) your wrists? >1 Her leather wings clearly are more than strong enough to lift her petite but well endowed body without effort. Their surfaces are leathery with a wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces, and a pair of sharp talons protuding from the middle of the leading edges and from the wingtips. The degree of shining, cleanliness and grooming given to these wings push the concept of “leather care” on a totally new level, on par with human skin care; you honestly wonder if these wings was actually polished... The left wing is spread in an embrace behind the other two girls at her left, and the right one is spread downward and slightly forward, just enough to show the wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces. The most outstanding feature of her right wing’s posture is that it is actually and unexpectedly sexy; then you realise that is the same sexiness of a woman’s leg partly shown from the slit in her skirt. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x middle The sharp talons on the wings’s middle joints and extremities are carefully polished to a shine; Notwithstanding their sharp and menacing look, the feeling you get looking at them is one of trustworthy, that is, these talons will not only never harm others without reason, but will also be used for fiercely defending her loved ones. But who are her loved ones ? you wonder. >x left Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) the girl in red, or (3) your wrists? >2 You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x left Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) the girl in red, or (3) your wrists? >3 Looking at your small wrists, the main difference between the left and right one is that bracelet. >x right Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) your wrists, (3) the girl in green, or (4) the depicted girls’s hands? >1 Her leather wings clearly are more than strong enough to lift her petite but well endowed body without effort. Their surfaces are leathery with a wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces, and a pair of sharp talons protuding from the middle of the leading edges and from the wingtips. The degree of shining, cleanliness and grooming given to these wings push the concept of “leather care” on a totally new level, on par with human skin care; you honestly wonder if these wings was actually polished... The left wing is spread in an embrace behind the other two girls at her left, and the right one is spread downward and slightly forward, just enough to show the wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces. The most outstanding feature of her right wing’s posture is that it is actually and unexpectedly sexy; then you realise that is the same sexiness of a woman’s leg partly shown from the slit in her skirt. >x right Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) your wrists, (3) the girl in green, or (4) the depicted girls’s hands? >2 Looking at your small wrists, the main difference between the left and right one is that bracelet. >x right Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) your wrists, (3) the girl in green, or (4) the depicted girls’s hands? >3 Examining carefully the portrait of the angelic girl in green, she seems in her 20s; “seems” because she has a feature whose alone place her outside, if not beyond, human standards: her prominent and really beautiful white-feathered wings. The spreaded wing’s feathers are long and very well groomed, and these wings alone compensate the lack of halo in her definitively angelic appareance. she’s the tallest of the trio, with an aura of litheness, notwithstanding her abundant bosom, only slighty smaller than the other two’s breasts, and her face is, well, so beautiful that be called rightly 'angelic’, and her aqua eyes project an aura of accomplishment and strong will to protect and assist the other two, underscoring and reinforcing the nonverbal message sent through her embracing spread with her right wing. Her dress is simple, but elegant, more like a tunic than a dress, and the silver trimmings have a delicate pattern of swirles, and a discreet fabric belt is tied at her waist; the simplicity of her attire extends also to the only jewel she sports, a simple, unadorned silver circlet on her head. The level of detail of the painting even depicts some bends and shadows on the dress suggesting that her left leg is slighty forward. Instictively, you whisper “Miryarai... Miyai, my darling..”. You realise that you have uttered her name, nickname and... “my darling” ? to an angel ? Why ? >x right Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic wings, (2) your wrists, (3) the girl in green, or (4) the depicted girls’s hands? >4 Albeit are held together, you notice a definitively unearthly detail: all three hands have six digit. More specifically, a second thumb, on the inward side of the palm, opposite the other thumb Looking more carefully at these six-fingered hands, you also notice that their pinky fingers is of the same lenght of the index fingers and the ring fingers is the same lenght of the middle fingers, giving to these hands an inhumane symmetrical beauty: you will never consider these six-fingered hands 'freak’ ones. A doubt pass on your mind, and looking at your very hands, you are astounded in seeing that your hands now have that very same beautiful, but inhumane six-finger symmetry. You tried to move these fingers alien to you, and you’re surprised that you can naturally and instinctely all six of these fingers, included the extra thumb, as you have always haved six fingers. A naturalness and instinctiveness whose easily explain why you haven’t noticed this major difference until now. I definitively should look in that mirror under the mezzanine... (Your score has just increased by four points.) >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x raven You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x red You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x green Examining carefully the portrait of the angelic girl in green, she seems in her 20s; “seems” because she has a feature whose alone place her outside, if not beyond, human standards: her prominent and really beautiful white-feathered wings. The spreaded wing’s feathers are long and very well groomed, and these wings alone compensate the lack of halo in her definitively angelic appareance. she’s the tallest of the trio, with an aura of litheness, notwithstanding her abundant bosom, only slighty smaller than the other two’s breasts, and her face is, well, so beautiful that be called rightly 'angelic’, and her aqua eyes project an aura of accomplishment and strong will to protect and assist the other two, underscoring and reinforcing the nonverbal message sent through her embracing spread with her right wing. Her dress is simple, but elegant, more like a tunic than a dress, and the silver trimmings have a delicate pattern of swirles, and a discreet fabric belt is tied at her waist; the simplicity of her attire extends also to the only jewel she sports, a simple, unadorned silver circlet on her head. The level of detail of the painting even depicts some bends and shadows on the dress suggesting that her left leg is slighty forward. Instictively, you whisper “Miryarai... Miyai, my darling..”. You realise that you have uttered her name, nickname and... “my darling” ? to an angel ? Why ? >x aqua You give much more attention to the aqua-dressed centre girl, whose body looks in her 20s for what matters, because you seriously doubt that human standards of age can be applied to elves. She don’t wear jewels, aside her bracelet, but wears on her head a garland of flowers and twigs , topped with a long and narrow leaf, like a plume. The aqua colour of her dress at first glance seems clashing with the purple of the hair, until you notice that around the neck and shoulders the colour of the dress changes slowly toward a more matching very light indigo. Whatever angle you look at her hair’s colours, the pink colour remain the same of the hair you now have. Also, you notice that the hair in the painting are slight shorter than your hair. Her eyes have another non-human colour, purple. Also, these eyes project an aura of fullfillment of a very deep love. Fullfillment of a deep love ? for who? You’re at a total loss in answering this question; but is unquestionable that these eyes are eyes in love.. The most evident non-human feature, these long, pointy ears, form the shape of narrow right isosceles trangles, the lower side curving graciously toward the upper. Her face has an inhumane beautifulness, and you wonder if she’s beautiful also by elven standards. Looking at the breast depicted, notwhistanding the unusual perspective you have on your side of the comparision, you admit that indeed these depicted breasts looks identical, in shape and size, to the breast of this body. After giving a more in-depth look at the depictions of these three young women, you pause, attempting to sort out the unexpected feelings those depictions have evoked inside you. after many swings with the proverbial Occam’s razor, you remain with only the most improbable answer: [more] if that Etuye is in love with this pair of so different ladies ? This answer, the only one you manage to cobble together, is so eccentric that you can hardly take seriously in consideration; but, looking again at the depicted trio, you note that there’s a critical detail: that is, abstracting from the different, inhuman, species, all three seems definitively young adults, that is, they are... ...in the marriage age.... You shook your head at the preposterous idea, sighed, then realize that your sigh is one more of longing than frustration, so you reluctantly concluded that is better and wiser adding this pair of unsettling questions to the pile of unanswered questions; a pair of questions whose you are unsure if you actually want to find an answer... (Your score has just increased by eleven points.) >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x sky the bright, cloudless sky in the portrait gives it a very beautiful, even supernatural, background; it’s a light blue sky, like the beautiful Mediterrannean sky, aside a little tinge of violet. The sun is absent from it, a tiny detail pointing toward the “picture” interpretation... perhaps. You note that the shot isn’t a full shot, ending just below the hemline of the dresses, leaving out the subject’s ankles and feet, a detail whose don’t detract from the depiction, but gives an alien taste in depicting, perhaps not much alien, because you appreciate that this unusual shot gives more of this beautiful sky above these three girls. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x grassland The grassland background of the painting is very verdant and well cared, forming together with the bright cloudless sky above a very beautiful background, aesthetically rivaling only with the inhumane beautifulness of the three young women in the foreground. You get the impression that the portrait’s setting is a public garden, or perhaps is the garden of a sort of public instituition, this latter impression stemming from the prominent adorned stand behind the girls in the foreground. is now immatterial that is a painted or photographed depiction, but this background is a panorama you never have seen, live or depicted , on Earth. On Earth ? Indeed the ideal balance between Nature and artificial coupled with the definitively non-human appareance and attribuites of the three girls form a fantastical subject, but the realism and detail is beyond what even a master photorealist or hyperrealist artist can paint... (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x stand the large and prominent stand, clearly a permanent fixture, is elaborately adorned, in a very festive but at the same time solemn manner, giving out that the context depicted in this portrait is of a very significant and joyous ceremony, like a rite of passage. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x bracelets girl’s bracelets: The three bracelets, are depicted in all the very fine details, included the carved inscription, with an uncanny realism, and are definitively, together with the trio of girls, the main subject of this depiction. All three are identical, and comparing the depiction with the bracelet on your wrist, is without doubt that IS the same one. iridescent bracelet: You can’t identify the iridescent metal nor the elaborate scripting engraved around it, but, deep inside you feel that this bracelet and its scripting is very dear to you. Also,after multiple checks, you admit that is identical to the bracelet painted on the wrists of the trio. but what is the meaning and significance of these bracelets? (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x circlet Looking at the silver circlet, you admire how is the epitome of simplicity: a plain band, without embossures, carvings, incisions, its contrasting colour discreetly giving more beauty to her long, straight golden hair. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x horns The horns of the daemonic girl have a shape you can even call “gracious”, if not even “cute”: Protruding from the top of her head, roughly at the spot where the ears are on a cat’s head, after going laterally for few centimeters, gently curves upward, gradually tapering into their pointy ends, whose are covered with golden carved covers, on each of which is attached a long streamer descending back, behind her raven-black hair, and between the horns is intertwined an elaborate diadem, holding an inscribed copper plaque between these horns. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x wings Angelic wings: These white wings, a beautiful sight, with their feathers of a dazzling whiteness, are definitively angel’s wing, albeit the green-dressed girl doesn’t have a halo. But what mystifies you is her spread right wing, projecting a strong will to protect the other two, the elf in the middle and the daemon at the left. You can’t fathom the concept of an angel willing to protect a demon, and frankly, in this unusual situation, you don’t have the luxury of delving into an hours-long scholastic eculubration on that. daemonic wings: Her leather wings clearly are more than strong enough to lift her petite but well endowed body without effort. Their surfaces are leathery with a wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces, and a pair of sharp talons protuding from the middle of the leading edges and from the wingtips. The degree of shining, cleanliness and grooming given to these wings push the concept of “leather care” on a totally new level, on par with human skin care; you honestly wonder if these wings was actually polished... The left wing is spread in an embrace behind the other two girls at her left, and the right one is spread downward and slightly forward, just enough to show the wawy pattern of light and dark brown on its leathery surfaces. The most outstanding feature of her right wing’s posture is that it is actually and unexpectedly sexy; then you realise that is the same sexiness of a woman’s leg partly shown from the slit in her skirt. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >talk to red There’s no point trying to talk to the girl in red. >talk to green There’s no point trying to talk to the girl in green. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x pink hair Notwithstanding that 'De gustibus et coloribus non disputandum est, how carefully I look at those hair, they indeed are of the same pink colour of these hair. As hairstyle,they are loose, reaching below the the shoulders, and seems slight shorter than the ones on your head, but this little difference in hair length can’t reliably date that portrait, but definitively can’t deny that are the very same. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x ears aqua girl’s ears: These long pointy ears extends outward for a good six inches, using human proportions; their upper rims are straight, and their lower rims tapers with gracious graduality toward the upper rims, joining at the pointy end. for sure she don’t sleep on her side, you idly mused. your ears: you can’t see your ears without a mirror. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x hair Notwithstanding that 'De gustibus et coloribus non disputandum est, how carefully I look at those hair, they indeed are of the same pink colour of these hair. As hairstyle,they are loose, reaching below the the shoulders, and seems slight shorter than the ones on your head, but this little difference in hair length can’t reliably date that portrait, but definitively can’t deny that are the very same. >x red dress Her red dress reach her ankle, and features a large, sensual decollete around her breast. It is a decollete really well tought, designed and fitted: leaves really little space, if any, to imagination, but at the same time keep the strong allure stemming from the “seen-not seen”, a balance that even Italian fashion designers can’t hope to strike; in other words, A true masterpiece of decollete. You wonder about the back of the decollete, not only from its sensuality, but also how it deals with the pair of large wings on her back.. Below it, the dress is form-fitting to a T, underscoring the beautifulness of the upper part of her petite figure, from the underbreast to the middle of the pelvis mound, where the form-fitting bodice part gives way to the slighty flared skirt part. the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the tiny detail of the cloth, damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. Suddenly, in a puff of tuscan cigar smoke, appears a translucent projection of a bespectacled salt-and-pepper bearded and haired middle-aged guy, holding in his left hand indeed a lighted tuscan cigar! “Hello, Sailor !” he spoke; “I’m the Imp of this world of Railei, in a certain sense, I can daresay that this makes me the creation god here”. He pauses, musing a bit, then, with an amused look in his brown eyes, continues: ”oh, this is an excerpt of an Isekai genre interactive story... this also makes me, by genre convention and trope, also the one whose knows how and why you ended in this rather different world, but I fear that is a major spoiler, so is best that I kept quiet about this... but I’m digressing as usual”. His ambidextrous hands fast-typed into an off-screen (to be precise, off-projection) keyboard, still holding his lighted cigar in his fingers with an uncanny ability, then says, with a broad grin: “As you surely already known, this excerpt has 46 different details in its titular portrait, and you now have found... sixteen. Enough, I hope, for getting a good idea of my creative effort in detailing a world, so I have just implemented a convenient mean for ending earlier this excerpt instead of simply quitting. Now, you should be able to walk out the entrance door of this place, west of this living room, toward the actual ending of this excerpt.” Then, in another puff of cigar smoke, he disappears ! Oh, well. Now I can continue leisurely this hunt for other details of this painting, and also, looking aroud can still be an interesting diversion, but having an option for ending early this story is a convenient one. Thanks, Imp ! (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x green dress Her dress is simple, but elegant, more like a tunic than a dress, and can be called modest if isn’t more “close” than “tight” fitted. Its forest green colour higlight the silver trimmings, a delicate-looking alternate pattern of round and greek swirles, and near-hide a discreet fabric belt of slighty lighter green around her waist; the simplicity of her attire extends also to the only jewel she sports, a simple, unadorned silver circlet on her head. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >score In 79 turns you have scored 51 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. To see your complete list of achievements, use the FULL SCORE command. >full score In 79 turns you have scored 51 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. Your score consists of: 10 points for examining the painting 10 points for confirming being in an Elf body 1 point for wearing the ribbon 17 points for catching seventeen details of the portrait. 3 points for discovering the six-fingered hands 10 points for getting unsettling questions >x belt You see no belt here. >x circlet Looking at the silver circlet, you admire how is the epitome of simplicity: a plain band, without embossures, carvings, incisions, its contrasting colour discreetly giving more beauty to her long, straight golden hair. >x green belt You see no green belt here. >x aqua dress The aqua colour of the elf’s dress enhances its form-fitting around the waist, to the point that as covered waist, is much more sensual than a bare waist. The elfin shape of the midriff and mound has an exotic beauty, far surpassing even the most beautiful human waists. The skirt part of the dress starts just below the pubic mound, and has a very light flare evidencing her slender figure, ending somewhat above the ankle, with a light aquamarine trimming made of what look to be made of both lace and braid. Above, toward the bust, the form-fitting around the waist gives way to a close-fitting around the breast, which you reckon that is indeed more fitting for her ample bosom. Her decollete is narrow and deep, giving more prominence to the narrow cleavage between the breasts; you notice that in rising up the bust, the aqua color gradually slowly changes toward a very light indigo around the shoulders a colour that is much more matching to the purple of her hair. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x purple hair You see no purple hair here. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x red dress Her red dress reach her ankle, and features a large, sensual decollete around her breast. It is a decollete really well tought, designed and fitted: leaves really little space, if any, to imagination, but at the same time keep the strong allure stemming from the “seen-not seen”, a balance that even Italian fashion designers can’t hope to strike; in other words, A true masterpiece of decollete. You wonder about the back of the decollete, not only from its sensuality, but also how it deals with the pair of large wings on her back.. Below it, the dress is form-fitting to a T, underscoring the beautifulness of the upper part of her petite figure, from the underbreast to the middle of the pelvis mound, where the form-fitting bodice part gives way to the slighty flared skirt part. the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the tiny detail of the cloth, damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >l Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >e Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >in Understair closet There’s no kid wizard living here, but there’s plenty of potterware, this being a storage space for cups, dishes and cutlery, all of good appareance, elegant but not pretentious; whoever lives here not only has good taste, but also has often guests, and by the number of dishware here, also holds relatively sizeable receptions and parties. >out Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >w Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >e Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >x mirror You look back at your mirror image: of course it remain the same, but what you actually are looking for are more details on this body. The breast is indeed of the same shape ...and size... of the elf depicted in the painting, These pink hairs is now actually slightly longer, and the very fine traits give you an exceptional beauty, far surpassing human standards. On having only human standards of reference, the lack of signs of the passing of time has absolutely no meaning: all lore attribuites really long life to elves, so it’s impossible to estimate this body’s age, can easily be twenty, fifty or one hundred years, even centuries. In a bout of idle curiosity, you tried to move your pointy ears, and with surprise, you quickly easily manage not only to swing your ears forward and backyard, but also slightly upward and downward, and even move them separately ! you giggle when experimenting in doing funny “elf ear poses”. >x hair You see no hair here. >x ear looking at your ears in the mirror, you’re fascinated by their long and slender shape; you admit that are beautiful, an exotic elfin beauty, you admit. >score In 92 turns you have scored 52 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. >l Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >e You can’t go that way. From here you could go west or in. >w Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >w Exiting from the strange house, you find yourself on a a graveled path, going north and south and west, but where these paths leads is obscured by the mist of suspense, but what really matters to you now is the confy bench the Imp has provided for you, so you sit on it, contemplating the alien sky of Railei, starting your patient waiting for the release of Isekai, sometime in late 2026, Earth reckoning. in other, coveted by legions of Adventurers, words: *** YOU HAVE WON *** In 95 turns you have scored 52 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. Would you like to RESTART the story, UNDO the last move, see your FULL SCORE, RESTORE a saved position, or QUIT? >undo One turn undone: w Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x door You see no door here. >x sofa This sofa, has a strange, rather unusual design, the most striking one being that the backrest is rather low, a very unusual feature. but IS confortable, and indeed now you feel well rested after collapsing here. >sit on sofa You sit on the sofa. >l Living room (sitting on the sofa) This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, on which you are, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. You are on the sofa. >get off sofa Okay, you get off the sofa. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x raven hair You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x blonde hair You see no blonde hair here. >x pink hair Notwithstanding that 'De gustibus et coloribus non disputandum est, how carefully I look at those hair, they indeed are of the same pink colour of these hair. As hairstyle,they are loose, reaching below the the shoulders, and seems slight shorter than the ones on your head, but this little difference in hair length can’t reliably date that portrait, but definitively can’t deny that are the very same. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x light the bright, cloudless sky in the portrait gives it a very beautiful, even supernatural, background; it’s a light blue sky, like the beautiful Mediterrannean sky, aside a little tinge of violet. The sun is absent from it, a tiny detail pointing toward the “picture” interpretation... perhaps. You note that the shot isn’t a full shot, ending just below the hemline of the dresses, leaving out the subject’s ankles and feet, a detail whose don’t detract from the depiction, but gives an alien taste in depicting, perhaps not much alien, because you appreciate that this unusual shot gives more of this beautiful sky above these three girls. >x sky the bright, cloudless sky in the portrait gives it a very beautiful, even supernatural, background; it’s a light blue sky, like the beautiful Mediterrannean sky, aside a little tinge of violet. The sun is absent from it, a tiny detail pointing toward the “picture” interpretation... perhaps. You note that the shot isn’t a full shot, ending just below the hemline of the dresses, leaving out the subject’s ankles and feet, a detail whose don’t detract from the depiction, but gives an alien taste in depicting, perhaps not much alien, because you appreciate that this unusual shot gives more of this beautiful sky above these three girls. >x grassland The grassland background of the painting is very verdant and well cared, forming together with the bright cloudless sky above a very beautiful background, aesthetically rivaling only with the inhumane beautifulness of the three young women in the foreground. You get the impression that the portrait’s setting is a public garden, or perhaps is the garden of a sort of public instituition, this latter impression stemming from the prominent adorned stand behind the girls in the foreground. is now immatterial that is a painted or photographed depiction, but this background is a panorama you never have seen, live or depicted . >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x red You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x eyes daemonic girl’s eyes: The dark blue sclera, red iris and slit pupil are impressive because project the exactly opposite impression one expects from its look; it’s true that project a fierce resolution, but at the same time project the joy of someone in a really deep love. If eyes are mirror of the soul, her soul definitively isn’t reflecting evilness or ill will. Actually these eyes reflects the total opposite. Her eyelashes are naturally long; indeed the only cosmetic around these eyes are winged eyelines, enhancing her slighty narrow and with an hint of slant eye shape. your eyes: You cannot see your purple eyes without a mirror. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x ears aqua girl’s ears: These long pointy ears extends outward for a good six inches, using human proportions; their upper rims are straight, and their lower rims tapers with gracious graduality toward the upper rims, joining at the pointy end. for sure she don’t sleep on her side, you idly mused. your ears: you can’t see your ears without a mirror. >x nose You see no nose here. >x mouth You see no mouth here. >x hair Notwithstanding that 'De gustibus et coloribus non disputandum est, how carefully I look at those hair, they indeed are of the same pink colour of these hair. As hairstyle,they are loose, reaching below the the shoulders, and seems slight shorter than the ones on your head, but this little difference in hair length can’t reliably date that portrait, but definitively can’t deny that are the very same. >x hands your hands: Looking at what you feel off about your hands, that you’re surprised is an understatement discover that your elfin hands has a major difference: are symmetrical, with two thumbs, one at each side of the palm, and the index and pinky fingers are of the same lenght, as also are the two longer (no more) middle and ring finger, the symmetry of these long and slender fingers gives to the hands an inhumane... no, more correctly, an elvish beautifulness to these hands; You’re sure that these fingers, and the double thumbs can be useful, definitively a golden lining in this rather unusual situation. depicted girls’s hands: Albeit are held together, you notice a definitively unearthly detail: all three hands have six digit. More specifically, a second thumb, on the inward side of the palm, opposite the other thumb Looking more carefully at these six-fingered hands, you also notice that their pinky fingers is of the same lenght of the index fingers and the ring fingers is the same lenght of the middle fingers, giving to these hands an inhumane symmetrical beauty: you will never consider these six-fingered hands 'freak’ ones. >x feet Your feet are barefooted; you’re surprised that you have walked around for quite some time without noticing this. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x stand the large and prominent stand, clearly a permanent fixture, is elaborately adorned, in a very festive but at the same time solemn manner, giving out that the context depicted in this portrait is of a very significant and joyous ceremony, like a rite of passage. >x bosom Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic girl’s bosom, (2) the elfin girl’s bosom, or (3) your bosom? >1 She has a large, sensual decollete around her round and large breast, whose should have given some more space for imagination, if not for a thin copper cord around her neck, disappearing inside the really narrow crack between her breasts, clearly holding a pendant, and you really wonder what kind of pendant a Daemon wears... Her bosom seems at first glance slight bigger than the bosom of the elfin and angelic girl, but you realise that actually is a bosom only slight smaller than the other two’s bosoms, but looks bigger on her petite physique. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x bosom Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic girl’s bosom, (2) your bosom, (3) the elfin girl’s bosom, or (4) the angelic girl’s bosom? >2 you look with wonder and curiosity at the most evident difference between this body and yours, that large breast. “Evident” in this case is an understatement, because there’s a pair of big and gorgeous D cup breasts, covered by a bodice. Albeit you surely have an approximate idea about how to untie the bodice you now wear, you are unsure about your capacity of tying back the laces of the bodice, so you wisely decide against a more direct visual examination. >x bosom Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic girl’s bosom, (2) your bosom, (3) the elfin girl’s bosom, or (4) the angelic girl’s bosom? >3 Looking at the bosom of the elf in the painting, notwhistanding the unexpected first-person perspective on your side of the comparision, you admit that indeed the breasts pictured looks identical, in their beautiful shape and abundant size, to the breasts of this body. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x bosom Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic girl’s bosom, (2) your bosom, (3) the elfin girl’s bosom, or (4) the angelic girl’s bosom? >4 Her abundant bosom not only detract nothing to her litheness, but also that litheness, together with the close, but not tight fitting of the tunic conspire together in emphatizing the shape and abundance of this angelical bosom. You indulge in a brief contemplation of this beautiful pair of breasts, an image worth much more than the myriad of words expended during all scholastic debates. (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x arm Which do you mean, (1) your arms or (2) the daemonic girl’s hands? >2 Her right arm is raised as in saluting, showing her bracelet on her right wrist, identical to the bracelet of the other two, and the bracelet on your right wrist. Her right hand hold the hands of the other two, and you notice a surprising detail: all three hands have TWO thumbs, one opposite the other. [insert here the first-time bewilderment, with jab on pre-’72 UK] Initially you don’t find her left hand and arm, but then you notice her left hand on the elf girl’s lower waist; she’s not embracing her only with her left wing. but also with her left arm. On this embracing, you can see only the... uh, upper ? inward ? thumb, and not the other one, but looking more carefully where and how her hand is placed low on the elf’s hips, you realise that the.. uh, lower ? outward ? thumb is resting on, well, the softer part of the elf girl’s back... (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x arm Which do you mean, (1) your arms or (2) the daemonic girl’s hands? >1 You look at your arms. indeed are very slender, somewhat longer and slighty thinner than human arms, but you don’t have an idea of average elfin physique, so you can’t say if are thick or thin from an elfin perspective. >score In 122 turns you have scored 57 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. >full score In 122 turns you have scored 57 of a total 80 points. This makes you a casual museum drifter. Your score consists of: 10 points for examining the painting 10 points for confirming being in an Elf body 1 point for wearing the ribbon 23 points for catching twenty-three details of the portrait. 3 points for discovering the six-fingered hands 10 points for getting unsettling questions >x wrist Looking at your small wrists, the main difference between the left and right one is that bracelet. >x bracelet Which do you mean, (1) iridescent bracelet or (2) the girl’s bracelets? >1 You can’t identify the iridescent metal nor the elaborate scripting engraved around it, but, deep inside you feel that this bracelet and its scripting is very dear to you. Also,after multiple checks, you admit that is identical to the bracelet painted on the wrists of the trio. but what is the meaning and significance of these bracelets? >x bracelet Which do you mean, (1) iridescent bracelet or (2) the girl’s bracelets? >2 The three bracelets, are depicted in all the very fine details, included the carved inscription, with an uncanny realism, and are definitively, together with the trio of girls, the main subject of this depiction. All three are identical, and comparing the depiction with the bracelet on your wrist, is without doubt that IS the same one. >x script You can’t identify the iridescent metal nor the elaborate scripting engraved around it, but, deep inside you feel that this bracelet and its scripting is very dear to you. Also,after multiple checks, you admit that is identical to the bracelet painted on the wrists of the trio. but what is the meaning and significance of these bracelets? >se Dining room ? You feel unsure about the usage of this room; there’s a large, very low table at its centre, reminiscent of Japanese tables, with cushions around and, on the northern wall, between the archway leading back to the living room and the eastern wall, is a cabinet. On the southern wall, there’s a large sideboard. On the basis of the furniture around, you tentatively call this room the 'dining room’, albeit deep inside you, you feel that isn’t how this room is actually called. West you spy a corridor, and north, thru the archway, you can return back to the living room. >n Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x legs Raising a little and only for a moment your skirt for looking at your slender legs, you get a definite impression of nimbleness; the surprising thing is that you’re barefooted; you wonder why you don’t have noticed this earlier. >x feet Your feet are barefooted; you’re surprised that you have walked around for quite some time without noticing this. >x elf You give much more attention to the aqua-dressed centre girl, whose body looks in her 20s for what matters, because you seriously doubt that human standards of age can be applied to elves. She don’t wear jewels, aside her bracelet, but wears on her head a garland of flowers and twigs , topped with a long and narrow leaf, like a plume. The aqua colour of her dress at first glance seems clashing with the purple of the hair, until you notice that around the neck and shoulders the colour of the dress changes slowly toward a more matching very light indigo. Whatever angle you look at her hair’s colours, the pink colour remain the same of the hair you now have. Also, you notice that the hair in the painting are slight shorter than your hair. Her eyes have another non-human colour, purple. Also, these eyes project an aura of fullfillment of a very deep love. The most evident non-human feature, these long, pointy ears, form the shape of narrow right isosceles trangles, the lower side curving graciously toward the upper. Her face has an inhumane beautifulness, and you wonder if she’s beautiful also by elven standards. Looking at the breast depicted, notwhistanding the unusual perspective you have on your side of the comparision, you admit that indeed these depicted breasts looks identical, in shape and size, to the breast of this body. > Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x breast Which do you mean, (1) the daemonic girl’s bosom, (2) your bosom, (3) the elfin girl’s bosom, or (4) the angelic girl’s bosom? >x me This body definitively isn’t your body: is the body of a gorgeous female elf, apparently named Etuye Alasne, with traits finer than human ones, pointed ears, purple eyes and pink hair, eye and hair colours notoriously naturally absent in humans. You admit that is undeniable that is a beautiful body, with exotic, elfin charm; a silver.. nay, golden lining in this bizarre situation. Etuye Alasne ? it’s the name of this body ? anyway, I’m now in the body of a female elf, yes I can understand this, but how and why this change happened ? and, what happened to me, and, incidentally, to that Etuye Alasne ?? Perhaps looking around this house, starting from this ground floor, ought to give at least some answer to this enigma.. >x red You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x green Examining carefully the portrait of the angelic girl in green, she seems in her 20s; “seems” because she has a feature whose alone place her outside, if not beyond, human standards: her prominent and really beautiful white-feathered wings. The spreaded wing’s feathers are long and very well groomed, and these wings alone compensate the lack of halo in her definitively angelic appareance. she’s the tallest of the trio, with an aura of litheness, notwithstanding her abundant bosom, only slighty smaller than the other two’s breasts, and her face is, well, so beautiful that be called rightly 'angelic’, and her aqua eyes project an aura of accomplishment and strong will to protect and assist the other two, underscoring and reinforcing the nonverbal message sent through her embracing spread with her right wing. Her dress is simple, but elegant, more like a tunic than a dress, and the silver trimmings have a delicate pattern of swirles, and a discreet fabric belt is tied at her waist; the simplicity of her attire extends also to the only jewel she sports, a simple, unadorned silver circlet on her head. The level of detail of the painting even depicts some bends and shadows on the dress suggesting that her left leg is slighty forward. Instictively, you whisper “Miryarai... Miyai, my darling..”. You realise that you have uttered her name, nickname and... “my darling” ? to an angel ? Why ? >x aqua You give much more attention to the aqua-dressed centre girl, whose body looks in her 20s for what matters, because you seriously doubt that human standards of age can be applied to elves. She don’t wear jewels, aside her bracelet, but wears on her head a garland of flowers and twigs , topped with a long and narrow leaf, like a plume. The aqua colour of her dress at first glance seems clashing with the purple of the hair, until you notice that around the neck and shoulders the colour of the dress changes slowly toward a more matching very light indigo. Whatever angle you look at her hair’s colours, the pink colour remain the same of the hair you now have. Also, you notice that the hair in the painting are slight shorter than your hair. Her eyes have another non-human colour, purple. Also, these eyes project an aura of fullfillment of a very deep love. The most evident non-human feature, these long, pointy ears, form the shape of narrow right isosceles trangles, the lower side curving graciously toward the upper. Her face has an inhumane beautifulness, and you wonder if she’s beautiful also by elven standards. Looking at the breast depicted, notwhistanding the unusual perspective you have on your side of the comparision, you admit that indeed these depicted breasts looks identical, in shape and size, to the breast of this body. >x eyes daemonic girl’s eyes: The dark blue sclera, red iris and slit pupil are impressive because project the exactly opposite impression one expects from its look; it’s true that project a fierce resolution, but at the same time project the joy of someone in a really deep love. If eyes are mirror of the soul, her soul definitively isn’t reflecting evilness or ill will. Actually these eyes reflects the total opposite. Her eyelashes are naturally long; indeed the only cosmetic around these eyes are winged eyelines, enhancing her slighty narrow and with an hint of slant eye shape. your eyes: You cannot see your purple eyes without a mirror. >e Under the mezzanine The eastern third of the living room, being under the mezzanine, is a more cozy, even intimate, space, dominated by a tall mirror hanging at the centre of the eastern wall, flanked by two windows. Four thin pillars support the mezzanine above, together with the two columns of the arch leading west to the high-ceiled part of the living room and the walls of the other three sides; A door below the stairs leading into a space understairs. >x eyes you look again at your eyes thru the mirror; indeed this body’s eyes has a purple colour. >w Living room This room is a living room; indeed there’s a sofa, an huge life-size painting, placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never seen. The ceiling above is really high: more than four floors above, and above the eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror; Lastly, opposite the door is the entrance door to this place, or, from your perspective, the exit door. >x painting The portrait depicts an interesting, fantastical, scene: Under the bright light of a cloudless sky, in front of a grassland, or of a common green, because there’s a prominent large stand behind the totally improbable trio of radiantly smiling young women standing in the foreground and giving what look like a salute toward the painter, or the camera, holding together their raised right arms, showing their identical iridescent bracelets on their right wrists: a raven-haired dressed in red is at the left, with the classical daemonic attribuites, a pair of horns and leathery wings, one spread in embrace of the other two girls. the right one, dressed in green and wearing a shining silver circlet on her blonde hair, has wings of white feathers, one spread in a protective embrace of the other two, is decidely angelic. But the one at more than the center of your attention is the girl in the middle, wearing an aqua dress, whose has not only pink hair, but also pointy ears and very fine traits, as the elves of legends and lore are depicted, because you, or to be more exact, this body, don’t have wings, but your hair are of the same pink of the elf girl in the painting, and you wear the same bracelet; now that you pay attention, also your bosom has the same shape and... size... of that elfin girl. Perhaps examining specifically those young women depicted and the details of them and their costumes will give some clue about this rather unusual situation ? >x red You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >x teeth The daemonic girl’s canines aren’t much longer than human ones, but look sharp, enough for a painful bite, but for some unfathomable reason, your mind conjures instead a love bite... (Your score has just increased by one point.) >x red You studied carefully the portrait of the demonic girl in red; she looks, by human standards, in her early-to-mid 20s, and that her eyes, with their red iris, project an aura, an impression of both joy and resolve. She has a petite physique, and is the shorter of the trio, with an abundant bosom, but this abundance harmonically fits well with her physique. Her radiant smile on her face reveals slighty long canines, and her shining leathery wings on her back have a wavy pattern of light and dark brown, and the talons at their middle and ends are polished to a shine; Her most daemonic attribuite, her horns are, after a small and gentle curve outward at the base, straight up to somewhat below the height of the central girl beside her. These horns not only have a shape you can call “gracious” if not even “cute”, but are topped by golden covers, on each is attached a long red straemer descending back behind her long raven black hair, and an elaborate diadem is intertwined between these horns, holding a copper plaque between the horns. You’re surprised in seeing that depiction of actual jewels for horns, a diadem and top covers; notwithstanding her array of well-groomed and jeweled demonic attribuites, overall she definitively daemonic but also definitively DOES NOT looks evil. Her red dress reach her ankle and has a large, sensual decollete around her breast, which seems slight bigger than the bosom of the central girl; Anyway, the details of the dress are really well painted, if it is actually a painting, you can even notice the detail that the cloth is damasked with a near-invisible pattern of very narrow flametongues. You unconsciously utter the words: “Azuj... my dear Atuzejiki”. You realise that you have uttered her nickname and name; but what has taken you aback is your calling “My dear” to a demonic-looking, horned and leather-winged, girl, an act somewhat.. unusual, to say the very least. >