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Monday, May 30, 2011

The Okami Legacy Prolouge - Will Ten Generations Break The Curse & Defeat The Monster?

Hey there ^__^

This legacy is based off an old Japanese legend (and a video game that was inspired by it, the game is called Okami as well, it's a very good game and I do recommend it), but I added/removed/edited some stuff so a) it would make more sense and b) it would be suitable for The Sims 3! Now onto the Introduction!

The Introduction will focus not on the legacy, but what happened before! Okay, now onward!

(P.S. "Okami" is Japanese for "god.")

THE OKAMI LEGACY - Will ten generations break the curse and defeat the monster?

As Sakura, Guardian of the Forest, appeared in the Kimiki Woods, she realized something. It was peaceful here. Unlike the other parts of the village that were cursed and unprotected and surrounded in darkness with terrified screams emitting from its inhabitants, this temple was still quiet and calm, or for the time being.

Sakura felt a rush of exhaustion and clasped her hand to her forehead. Her powers were draining faster than she thought they would, and she knew it was a matter of time before her time on this world came to an end. She knew she had no time to dillydally and began to focus, ignoring the hot pain that was now spreading throughout her body.

Sakura began to move her hands in a spell, muttering words to herself. This process took more than an hour. Finally she said, slightly bowing, "Dearest Mother Amaterasu, please reincarnate and accept my power as I chant this spell. Your village which you worked so hard to save during your time has been cursed again, and I ask that you are reborn with awesome strength as we need you more than ever now!"

 
The statue in the shrine disappeared ...

... And in its place appeared a woman, decked out in red and white. Sakura walked up to her and bowed before staring in delight. She had almost convinced herself that this wouldn't work, and now here was the reincarnation of the young woman who had saved Kimiki Village so many years ago, a legend lost in time, now breathing before her very eyes.

 
The woman stretched as if she felt stiff from standing still for a hundred years and yawned. Sakura approached her, closer this time.

"Mother Amaterasu." Sakura could barely contain her glee. "You're back, living and walking, at long last. Listen here. Your village has succumbed as you were peacefully resting, and we need your help once again before you can return to eternal slumber. It's the monster."

The woman did not say a word, just stared at Sakura as if she were a three-eared Easter bunny. Sakura chuckled. "I see that your long rest has fogged your memory. I shall give you a quick recap, then." Sakura got a distant look in her eyes as she recalled the past ...

(This picture, and the next few, were taken from the Okami video game. You can obviously tell which ones were and weren't, lol.)
Precisely a hundred years ago, Kimiki Village stood proud and tall. It was most famous for its beautiful, sweet-smelling sakura (cherry blossom) trees. Everyone seemed happy. However, behind the beautiful scenery and majestic cherry blossom trees the village held a dark and dreadful secret ...

A terrible ten-headed creature calling itself Orochi had taken control of the village. The villagers did whatever they possibly could to keep Orochi happy, or who knows what would happen! Also, Orochi could shift from human form to its monster form, disgusing itself as almost anything, so it was hard to tell when Orochi would next strike.

One day, Orochi demanded a sacrificed human to feast on. The chosen was the village's most fair and beautiful - and according to Orochi, the most delectable - young woman named Nami. However, a warrior of the village named Nagi truly and deeply loved Nami with all his heart, and did not wish to see her die. So he planned to attack Orochi in an attempt to spare Nami's life.

Meanwhile, a young woman had entered the small village and made a habit of patrolling the streets, protecting the village from robbers and murderers and intruders and crazy wild animals and many bad things. She did a very well job of keeping all unfortune out from the village. Since she was donned in red and white, the colors of Japanese gods, many people thought she was a phony and imposter thus disgracing the gods, but some believed that she was sent from the gods themselves as a blessing to this village that had encountered so much tragedy. She did not speak, so the villagers just called her Shizuko, Japanese for "silent child."

It was almost the time that Nami would be sacrificed to Orochi, and Nagi snuck up on Orochi, drew his sword, and with great grace and power, leapt at the horrid ten-headed monster. Orochi noticed after the first strike, and the battle began for real. They fought for what seemed like forever under the moonless night. Nagi tried and tried to attack Orochi best as he could, but the monster's hide was like steel - it left nary a scratch.

Finally, Nagi dropped to his knees, cut up and bruised, fatigued and gasping for breath while Orochi stared at him hungrily with glowing red eyes, knowing that it would get two human meals in one night. Nagi felt weak. He felt a wave of pain and exhaustion cross over him, and he knew he was staring Death in the face.

Suddenly, a figure fell in between Nagi and Orochi. Nagi looked upon closer inspection, and noticed it was Shizuko. Shizuko drew power and energy from the cherry blossom trees and began to fight Orochi. The fight was long and bloody with no successor. Whenever Orochi blew fire at Shizuko, she would use wind to counter it. Whenever Orochi tried to charge at her, she made a shield using many cherry blossom trees to defend herself. Shizuko was truly proving that she was indeed sent from the gods.

Finally, Orochi stabbed Shizuko in her weak spot. Stumbling, gasping, she fell to her knees. Using her last bit of power she weakened Orochi further before collasping. Nagi, who had been taking shelter in the shadows, ran to Orochi and leaped once again high in the air, his silver sword glittering in the moon which had then reappeared, and within seconds each of Orochi's ten heads seperated from its owner.


Shizuko was heavily bleeding, the white parts of her hair and robe now drenched with red. Nagi scooped her up in his arms and carried her out to the village, and then, thinking, took one of Orochi's heads. As the villagers saw Nagi with one of Orochi's heads, they cheered. Then, seeing Shizuko in her current state, they followed him into Kimiki forest.

Nagi laid Shizuko in the precise center of the forest, and under the falling cherry blossoms, she died a peaceful death. A shrine was built with a statue of her to honor her, and people left gifts of many kinds for her as the village's protection stayed intact. Peace had at long last returned to Kimiki Village.

As time passed, fewer and fewer people believed in the story and even less in gods, and less gifts were offered at the shrine. The village's protection slowly began to weaken because of this.

A hundred years later, the village was held only by a thread of protection. Almost nobody believed in gods nor the legend anymore: it was now a fable told to scare small children at night, or for people to publish in mythology books and make a small fortune of it. One day, a daring group of teenagers decided to visit the cave in which Orochi had been supposedly slayed. They saw the ancient sword buried in the soil. "Hah," one said, "I bet they just put it there so more people would believe the story." He then walked up to the sword and pulled it out out of the ground, leaving a hole.

Suddenly, dark fog began to rush out of the hole in which the sword was pulled from, and the teenagers were pushed back by all the force. The fog formed a creature, with ten heads and glowing red eyes ... Orochi.
"Ahh!" Orochi exclaimed. "A hundred years dead, but no longer more. I shall teach those pesky humans a lesson for betraying me!" Orochi then looked down at the wide-eyed teen, who looked quite frightened. "Thank-you for releasing me after all these years!" Orochi said, then took off, turning the others to stone, and went to the village, releasing havoc ...

"... And the being that will banish Orochi once and for all is a descendant of yours, ten generations from now: one generation for each of Orochi's heads. The first generation being you, Amaterasu." Sakura finished. "I know that this is a lot to take in, but it must be done. You will be sent to a small town by the name of Sunset Valley, on the other side of the world: there, your legacy will prosper. Be careful who you trust as anyone could be Orochi or a slave for the monster trying to put an end to you! Luckily, since not many people believe in the gods anymore, you will appear as a normal human being. Oh, and one more thing - do NOT tell anybody who you are, or your plans, EXCEPT for the heir! Once the tenth generation's heir has been selected, they must prepare for war, as it will be a long battle indeed."

Cherry blossoms began to fall. "My time to leave this world has come," she said sadly. "I have faith in you, Amaterasu ..."

The cherry blossoms surrounded Sakura, and she disappeared, dying gallantly, leaving a beautiful cherry blossom tree in her place.


Amaterasu walked up to the tree, kneeled down, and touched it: she then saw everything around her cover in a thick fog. She felt dizzy, and it seemed like forever when she finally saw a blinding light peaking out from the fog. She reached out and touched it, feeling its warmth, and prepared to start a new life in Sunset Valley.

You can view the original thread over at http://forum.thesims3.com/jforum/posts/list/373061.page#5274650.

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