The world around you turns a warm shade of monochrome, great waterfalls crash against grand mountains, trees that bring to mind Huangshan pines dot the perpetual landscape. The air is clean and crisp.

A firm, sweet voice calls from behind.

Now, that's a new one. It's not every day a soul finds its way to Senkai, much less without permission.

Without even turning around, you see her in your mind. Short, dusty blonde hair bundled in such a way as to mimic cat ears. Eyes shift from silver to honeyed gold as light passes over. A pair of purple headphones adorned with gold-laced chinese characters rests comfortably upon her head. A luxurious purple dress is covered with a pale, cream-colored sailor shirt. In an old wooden chair, she sits cross-legged, her thighs shamelessly displayed. A strange sword rests on her hip.

She is smiling at you.

Shy, are we? Well, turn around. I want to see exactly what is going on with you.