Heart Seed Ruin Log

[goatsongs]

[You suddenly find yourself in the entrance to a library. Well, it should be an entrance - if you turn around, there isn’t a door behind you, but there’s a desk that says ‘RETURNS’ and a desk that says ‘HELP’, both with containers full of pens on them. There’s also rows and rows of bookcases all stuffed full of books.

Naturally, both the returns desk and the help desk are staffed: the returns desk by a bright-looking young boy, and the help desk by a serious-looking man.

Beyond the shelves of books, there’s a steel door to the left, as well as a wooden door to the right.]

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BOOKCASES

[goatsongs]

[There are a lot of these. Dozens of cases, maybe.

Casual examination will show that every book has a name on the spine, and that they're alphabetized.

This is also where you poke at the doors I guess??]

RETURNS

[vegetariangreatfestival]

[The boy's name tag says 'Miyazawa Kenji'. He smiles if you approach him.]

Welcome to the library!

HELP

[thewildgeese]

[The man's name tag reads 'Mori Rintarou'. He tips his head in acknowledgement if you approach.]

How may I be of assistance?

GARDEN

[goatsongs]

[You exit the library and enter a garden, or someone’s idea of a garden. It’s almost entirely filled with cacti, but there’s more than enough space for you to walk through without pricking yourself. There’s also a bucket of water, presumably for watering said cacti.

On the other end of the garden, there’s another wall of the library, and a piece of paper stuck to the wall.]

NURSERY

[goatsongs]

[You’re pretty sure most libraries don’t have bedrooms, but there’s no way this isn’t one.

There are two tiny beds in here and a pen full of children’s toys. The walls are all decorated in bright colors.

Everything is covered in a thick layer of dust.]

STEEL ROOM

[goatsongs]

[Unusually for a library, this room contains weapons. Knives, swords, a whip or two - all of them with a light coating of blood. They’re behind a sheer curtain that does nothing to hide their existence, but the floor in front of the curtain is spotless.

Aside from the door you came in through, there don't seem to be any other exits.]

TRUE SELF

[goatsongs]

[The door opens into a jail with only one cell. On the other side of the bars from you, Chuuya sits, arms wrapped around his knees. His hat blocks view of his face.]

Go away.