Introduction to the Hub (Snow Fall)

You find yourself at the bottom of a staircase.

You had walked down a staircase, at the bottom of a wizard's tower, after walking down the path.

You look around, starting behind yourself.

You are standing ontop of a stone brick path, cracked sligthly.

There are bits of moss mixed in with the stone, as the corners are framed together by sections of a redwood.

Behind you, there is the staircase you walked down.

It's the same color of birch wood that the rest of the hallway is lined with.

A center wooden beam, the redwood holds up the sides.

The birch steps are rectangles, with indents on top of them.

The indent looks like some form of fox, with a blur of a circle behind it.

Possibly a very large tail? It's difficult to tell, as most of the stairs are covered in snow.

You step forward, your hand reaching for the snow.

Your fingertips touch the edge of it, tingles as the cold touch reaches your hand, and you brush off the snow.

Getting a better look, it is indeed a fox, with a set of multiple tails behind it.

This intruiges you, and you look up at the other stairs.

Looking straight up, you realize the top isn't that far away, with only snow slowly falling down the staircase.

You look back at yourself, continouing your assessment.

Looking at your hands, there are still bits of snow on them.

Your hands have bits of dirt, and are cold.

You shake them together, watching the snow drift down off of them.

You move your hands down into the pockets of your favorite coat.

Warming them up, the tingles of the snow are now gone.

Your legs are covered in a fuzzy camo patterned pair of sweatpants.

You are wearing a pair of black combat boots.

There are bits of pine needles in your hair, and splashes of what looks like water stains on your pants.

You just walked an adventure! Of course.

Your vision is still slightly foggy, as you look back up at what's infront of the staircase.

It's a long hallway.

The walls are a dark gray stone, with a golden tint to them.

They're glowing.

The hallway looks endless, all you can see is the gold light slowly grow until that's all you can see at the end.

The sides have different colored doors.

Some of them are blue, some of them are green, some of them are red.

Some have pictures, some are swirls, multiple sets of colors.

Some look similar to screens, but they are all surrounded by the outer layer of the dark black wood.

No...

You shake your head to clear the fog.

The outer layer is redwood.

You're wearing combat boots.

And you are not falling down.

You start to slowly walk down the hallway, your footsteps echoing.

You can feel a chill roll down your spine, as it grows colder. The hallway isn't very comfortable.

You miss the warm snow.

The snow that kept you warm as you walked down.

Wait... no you don't.

The snow was a trick.

Confused? So am I.

Doesn't really matter, as you keep trecking on down the hallway.

The doorways are all the same size, with different pictures.

You stop at one that has a picture of a beach, and a sunset.

You reach your hand down to the handle, and slowly open it.

The door creaks, as a rush of warm air flows over your body.

You peek your head through the door, a scent of seasalt rising.

You can see a sunset, with all the pretty purple and orange hues.

The beach looks nice. But, how could it fit underground in the hallway?

It looks just like the outside, with the sky.

Before you can think about it too much, you feel a pair of arms wrap tightly around your right leg.

You look down startled, your hand immediately moving to the dagger at your side.

You pause, looking closer as your hand grip tightens.

The child has a bright smile on their face.

White hair. Red eyes.

A pair of catlike ears on the top of their head.

Their eyes are slightly teary, as they start to blabble to you.

Their arms tigthen around your leg, as they speak.

"You're finally here! I was told an adventurer would come!"

They were crying, but happily.

Your hand moved away from the dagger, gently moving to the top of their head.

They drew a smile, as they loosened their grip.

They wiped their eyes off, then looked at your hand.

Their hands reached up, taking your hand and holding tight.

Their grip was awfully strong, surprising you.

Your hand is pulled, as the child starts to run deeper into the hallway.

You are pulled along, confused as to how the child is so strong.

As you walk farther down the hallway, the golden colors start turning to snowflakes.

Golden snowflakes falling down around you, before the child leads you to a glowing golden door.

You are confused, and ask the child questions along the way.

"Who are you?"

"Haha!"

"Where are we?"

"The hub!"

"What is that?"

"Shh! Just come!"

Eventually, after giving up with your unanswered questions, you reach the door.

Standing infront of it, it is surrounded by the redwood outline.

At the bottom of it, there are normal colored snowflakes floating out of the crease.

You look back at your hand, and the child is gone.

You are extremely confused, as your hand reaches to the doorknob.

You twist the knob, walking into the room.

You are quickly met with a rush of warmth, a new, calm white light.

You are extremely small compared to your surroundings.

You are in a large room, a bedroom.

The floor is redwood, with a purple carpet infront of a bedframe.

You are just as tall as the carpet, as you kick the snow off of your black combat boots.

The bedroom also has a wardrobe, outlined with redwood.

You start to walk, very slowly moving through the huge room.

It's almost like you've been shrunk down, smaller than a mouse.

As you wonder how this works, you look smell the daisies in the air again.

Your hands finally come out of your pockets, as the warmth aura has resumed it's presence around you.

Looking up at the bed, finally giving up on walking you can see some odd figure.

Theres a swishing motion, moving left and right.

A set of tails, almost kitsunic.

A set of white tails, as you try to count them, you just end up failing.

They are a perfect white, almost glowing with hints of gray at the tip.

Huge, big as skyscrapers compared to you, the tails are.

You slowly move towards them, as the floor booms.

Snow falls down from the ceiling, and falls down from the tails.

Are the tails the source of the snow?

Maybe, but you try to look at what the figure is.

It's similar to the sketch on the wood, the birch wood.

But it's different.

It's a woman, a human figure.

With an attached set of tails, and a pair of inuka like ears.

Inuka? That's foxlike.

White.

White hair, white ears, a glorious, angelic like face.

It turns towards you, as a beaming smile forms on the kitsune's face.

You're worried.

They could easily crush you with a flick of their finger.

But they smell like daisies, as they slowly approach.

The floor booms.

The snow falls down.

They walk onto the carpet infront of you, getting down lower as they bend their knees.

They are wearing a set of nylon stockings, white in aura.

Their entire outfit is white, angelic, white and smooth.

A skirt, smooth.

A white garter belt set, connected by a glowing metal.

The metal is in the shape of a spiral.

Above, a top, a simple top that shifts more as you think about it.

It never holds a single shape.

As they smile at you,

The glow of the snow falls down from their hair, curly and white.

Everything calms, the booms, the touch, her voice opening as her mouth continues.

Soft and angelic, she starts to talk.

"Welcome, to my room. I am the owner of this hub."

You sit confused, as she gently reaches her hands out.

"I'll tell you all about it, just walk on my hand."

You cautiously bring your feet up, and step your combat boots on her fingertips.

Her other hand gently pulls you closer, and onto the center of her palm.

You sit down, still nervous.

The snow falls down on her hair as she gently stands up, holding and smiling at you.

Your nervousness subsides, happiness.

The snow feels nice as it falls down.

She guides you slowly around the room, as you gently sit in her hands.

She first shows you a painting, which shows the mountainscape and valley you walked through before.

She next shows you a dresser, with her white clothes neatly folded inside.

She gently walks, moving over to her bed.

It's got white pillows.

A redwood frame.

A purple blanket, with a set of white fluff underneath.

Her white tails swish left and right behind you.

Snow falling down.

She brings you to an open section of the room, with the carpet.

There is a window on the opposite side of the carpet.

The frame is made of redwood.

There is snow that has fallen down onto the windowsill.

Looking out, it's a changing window.

Almost like on the opposite side of the screen.

She starts to describe to you, how it works.

"It's my view into the world."

You look at her confused, not bothering talking.

"My ominpotent window, it lets me see everything that happens."

You try to look, but are unable to see anything.

It's only a blizzard of snow falling down.

"Only I can see, but I can see everything that happens, now and in the future, past and present. It is all the same to me."

Her voice echos, angelic, ringing in your ears.

You calm down, and relax even more, as she has treated you with nothing but kindness.

"All of the doors are experiences, dreams that I have created for you."

You smile, listening to her as she slowly sits down on her bed.

"The most important one, is the balloon room. You will learn why later."

You nod your head, as you continue feeling better and better.

She sits down, as her tails wrap around to the front of her body.

They start to float around you, swirling in circles.

Snow flakes down off of them, as your vision follows them around.

She watches you, smiling and giggling.

You watch, and play, as the snow falls down.

She stops moving her tails.

Her hands bring you close to her, and set you down ontop of her breast.

You sink down into the softness, sinking down as snow flakes down onto her hair, onto you.

Her thumb gently traces across the top of your head, patting you very slowly.

You are filled with happiness, as you feel safe.

She is a god, treating you, as you are happily in her care.

Snow falling down onto your head, smiling.

As you sink down with the snow, you don't really notice the things happening.

She gently lifts you again, as you sink.

She carries you out, and back into the hallway.

You are still smaller than her.

She gently brings you into a new room.

The child is inside of the room, as you step inside.

You walk over to the kid, and turn back to the Goddess.

She blows gently, as snow flies down in the room.

You are happy with the snow.

The snow falls down.