東方青龍Blue Dragon of the East
The books that line our walls today are full of idiotic stories. The story of reality is too empty, too calm. It's too boring. But now everyone is free to exist in their own worlds where they are the poor hero. The downtrodden and righteous and deserving.
What is a hero, anyway? Someone with new ideas and motivations? Someone who is persecuted by a supposedly unjust world? The one who wins? The one who dies? Heroes only really exist after the fact.
As your end draws near, do you think you are one of them?
The Blue Dragon, a shamed enemy of war, hides in the massive dark forest. The Dragon loves the springtime. It means starting something new. Unfortunately, the forest has been so full of unfortunate endings that it's hard to identify Spring. It might have already started.
His health permitting, the magic of the dragon will revive it, and you will see a flicker of red or white before it sinks into its murky fog and flames.
Disgusting place. But maybe his companions are doing better?