Prologue

[faentasy]

PROLOGUE

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The clink of glasses, the clatter of utensils upon plates and the soft murmur of conversation flows smoothly in the warmly lit dining hall. It's a dinner party, a rather vivacious one at that, with the food flowing freely. Savory and sweet, regional specialties, refined and rustic, there's something for everyone. Omurice, chiffon cake, kimchi, sizzling porterhouse steaks—it might be more apt to call it a buffet than anything else.

Do buffets usually serve such a unique smorgasbord of food? And actually, weren't you doing something else? A free meal is usually a good thing but is anything truly free? Who are these people around you? And where exactly are you?

Whatever thoughts are racing through your mind, they're abruptly cut off by a note, high pitched G-sharp from a woodwind. All your senses return to you, though they won't tell you much. Maybe not all of them actually, if you're used to feats of heroic strength or manipulating reality or numerous other abilities. There is one clue at least, a heavy weighted paper beneath your plate, an embossed note rather than a list of courses.

"Enjoy yourselves. I'll come see you when you've had your fill. And don't try to dine and dash, huh? There's something I have—something I can do for you, after all. Besides, you've already agreed to the terms anyway!"

Welcome to your Fairy Tale.

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[begrimed]

[ low laughter. ]

Sure, feel free. It's not like it's a secret or anything.

[vogelfrei]

It's an interesting alias, is all I'm saying.

[begrimed]

An alias? Oh, that'd be nice. This is really just who I am.

[vogelfrei]

You're really claiming to be the one the folk tale is initially based on? I find that hard to believe. [ Of course, everything here is hard to believe. ]

[begrimed]

The one and only!

[vogelfrei]

[ Still hard to believe, but he's not going to get anywhere by doubling down and going 'no, you're not' like a child. ]

Then, if you allow me a question... what did happen to those children in the end? I was always curious.

[begrimed]

Ahaha, would you believe me if they never told me? Maybe saying one and only was a bit of a lie.

[ A mischievous smile. ]

I'm Hamelin all right, but there's different ways to tell the same tale, you know? That's true for almost every fairy tale.

[vogelfrei]

Naturally. Even for accounts of history, who is telling the story can alter it quite drastically.

Only that normally there is still a real version of events that those stories are based on. And that is where your case differs?

[begrimed]

[ A beat and a smile. ]

If that's how you want to look at it. But it's much easier just to take things at face value, especially if the end result will be the same.

[vogelfrei]

[ He'll leave it at this for now because other people have more pressing questions, but he WILL be back to this topic. ]