“So you’re a ghost that lives here?” An annoyed Kiyoko questioned, blood red eyes glaring at the figure that cowered in a corner on the stairs. “Y-y-y-y-yes….. I’m-m-m-m sorry for following you…. You promise you’re not gonna eat me?” A quivering child like voice questioned. “She will not eat you. Kiyoko is intimidating, yes, but she would not harm a child. How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?” Xuilan questioned, having joined the two after the incident. “I’m technically 1300 years old but if I was alive, I would be 13 years old.” The figure replied. Right after Kiyoko released her snarl on the thing that was following them, the figure had revealed themselves to be a kamishiba shaped ghost. They found out it was a ghost from the icy white transparency. Xuilan diffused the incident considering that the ghost was scared and Kiyoko was doing no use afterwards. Now the three stood together, trying to give the ghost some time to calm themselves down. “So answer us this, why were you

The girls had just arrived at the mansion, out of breath from all their running and excitement. Once the girls recovered their breaths from the running, they finally got a good sight at the mansion. The mansion was enormous and dark, giving off an ominous feeling. The dark woods of Dysania surrounded the mansion on all sides save for the path that the girls had run on. Before the girls could question how they entered the mansion, the giant entrance doors swung open, creaking with old age. The fur along Kiyoko’s back rose at the sight of the doors opening on their own. Doors never opened on their own. Xuilan’s forest green eyes watched the doors intently, waiting for something or someone to announce themselves but nothing ever came. “Why do I get a feeling that we’re in a horror story right now?” Kiyoko snarled lowly, wing ears pinning themselves down. “Our entertainer sure does not understand how to welcome their guests or they’re acting out one of the stories. Well, I

“My lady, do you know where you are headed?” A soft feminine voice questioned, breaking the silence that settled itself on the wind. “I’m unsure. The newspaper said that the mansion should be around here but the map shows no path..” A slightly rough feminine voice answered back. The answer pulled a sigh and a shake of a head from the owner of the soft voice. A green, white, and gold kamishiba approached closer to a pink kamishiba, glancing over the latter's shoulder. She glanced at the map that rested on the ground. The map looked like an ordinary blank map, no path or anything. It was strange that the girls were given a blank map when it was clear that there was a path set out in a newspaper. Earlier that morning, there had been a new story floating around on the news; a mansion in Dysania had been opened to the public to explore. It wasn’t just any mansion either, it was the mansion that belongs to the mysterious author called Clawsterious. The only information any kamishiba had on

“Heheheh, they will never see this coming~! This will be easily one of the best spells that I or one of my sisters have created. All of Aurora Land is in for a surprise.” A loud cackling laugh rose in the quiet air as the flash of a camera went off, capturing one single moment; a blue and purple kamishiba with one paw raised to a grinning smile. Blue glowing eyes showed nothing but signs of mischief. A purple hat resting on the kamishiba’s head casted shadows across their face. The strange blue beads hanging from a blue thread on the hat only added lighting, blowing back the shadows casted from the hat. “I am telling you, my dear~ This spell will be beautiful. I can see so many kamishibas falling for it. I do wish my sisters were here to witness the magnificent birth of it but alas, they had important errands to run.” A disappointed sigh released itself from the kamishiba’s lips, though it was quickly replaced by the same mischievous grin. The kamishiba maneuvered around the busy

A pair of green eyes closely monitored a colorful body while the two figures sat together, listening to small creatures speak to them about the village and Pico Lamentum. The two figures were two kamishibas named Luca and Xuilan. Currently, the ladies found themselves amongst the new kamishibas called pygmy kamishibas. The pygmies made Pico Lamentum their home and created a village in the dense snowy terrain. Xuilan, the green eyed kamishiba, was quite impressed that such small kamishibas with tails longer than their own bodies could create a village in such horrendous weather though she shouldn’t have been that surprised; there were regular kamishibas that befriended lopdiemis kamishiba or could do strange ordeals such as have tentacles for tails or wings on their backs. “Xuilan, you okay? You’re staring me at and it’s freaking me out, lass.” A young voice spoke, snapping the tall kamishiba out of her stupor. “Hm? Oh, my apologies Luca. I didn’t mean to stare. I tend to lose myself

A loud rumbly sigh released itself from the smallest lady in the trio as her head hung slightly, bright eyes glaring at the village of little…. Pesks. The new kamishibas, called pygmy kamishibas, weren’t all that bad but they did give the girls a bit of a scuffle over the fact that some lopdiemis appeared… which was none of their business. Luck was finally on the girls’ sides as they slipped away from the groups with the lopdiemis, none of them wanting to get a part of those groups anyways. “So what are we supposed to do here anyways? There’s a new kami village and some of the adventurers have already hightailed it back to Stardust Doom.” Luca questioned, blue eyes switching between the taller girls on either side of her. “Well if you want to hightail it back with the others, you can, I’ll stay here and try to learn about this village.” Kiyoko spoke, her brown eyes flickering to the small female before looking forward. Without skipping a beat, Luca snorted at the comment. She