My Realm, My Home (Tsuki's description)

What's my name? Oh, you want to take some questions? Feel free. You can call me Sora Tsuki. Just ask, I'll answer it.

Hmm..."My home"? To be honest, it's in a village in Japan. And if you ask me why I didn't come back to it, well, it's burned to the ground. Since over 150 years have passed, the whole village I grew up in has been abandoned. What's the reason? War? Invaders? I don't know. I have left my home since I was ten. And I don't want to reminisce about that old world anymore. I came to this realm, and I decided to stay.

Hmm? Pardon. What is this realm's name? Iru... something. Ah, I remember it. Its name was Ihrutia. Sorry, I'm just speaking the local Japanese language, and this name is pretty hard for me to speak or memorize properly. This is the first place I arrived, and I felt bonded to it immediately. You know, I was kind of old-fashioned. I've been locked down for too long, so I can't get along with realms that use technology as their right hand. And I'm pretty old to learn new things, so I prefer to live a life in this Faun's Realm. Yeah, I may sound like a farmer, but who cares? Nature favors me.

Another reason for me to stay here is the craftsmanship culture and the rich growth of natural herbs. I suffered from many tortures, which resulted in weak health. I keep healthy by taking the Faun's advice on medicine use, other regular exercises, and partaking in their activities. It's super fun for me. As an extrovert, I love talking to them while helping to gather the herbs or doing other heavy farming work—for free, of course! I never want to be tied down by money. I escaped here to meditate on my soul and do favors to pay for my sins. For as long as I lived here, I felt purified.

Yeah, as you can see, I depend a lot on them now. Almost everything in Ihrutia catches my interest. I've sat down and watched the forge work for hours. I've traveled to many workshops and beheld the greatest forms of art. This place takes me to a higher level of awareness, when people centered around what was passed on by the ancients instead of just technology. I used to be surrounded by magic. Magic fights, magic conversations, magic gears,... And they used to capture all of my attention because of the convenient, sometimes destructive, things they could do. But soon, I realized that anyone related to it would be chained by it. Just like the quicksand, they wiggled and got devoured. When I stayed here, in the land that remained untouched by magic, I felt safe. It helps heal my mental illnesses. Trust me or not, it depends on you.

Oh, have we sat down and talked too much? I should have taken you outside to witness, with your own eyes, the greatness of this Realm. Don't hesitate; let's hang out! And I'll show you the most interesting places I've been to...