| Once upon a time, in a far away place, there was a land of the free, a.k.a. Triagot. Triagot was similar to America, except for the fact that it was a magical world and anything was possible. Dragons and fairies lived with humans and mermaids alike. Super-heroes and heroines roamed that world, chasing and capturing the “super- villains.” The source of the magic and fantasy came from the Fantasiatic Well. The source of the well came from all the people in Triagot who continually believed in all of the dragons and fairies and Superheroes and heroines. But there were also people who believed in the ghosts and demons and witches and whatnot. Soon, everyone got tired of all the fantasy and wanted to try something more difficult. Something hard. Something that HAD rules and laws and restriction. Soon Rumors about a new, challenging world spread, and people started forgetting the mermaids and magic and turned to things like art, science, and religion, and other things that would disregard fantasy as “real.” The mermaids and dragons panicked for they had no power in being able to supply the magic for the Fantasiatic Well. And without the humans constantly believing in magic, they knew that they would disappear. They could do nothing to stop that tragedy, and slowly, one by one, each species of dragon, fairy, super-hero, and super-villain died. Over time, that world’s magic totally diminished and all that was left could only be called “Normal” and “Real.” But the Fantasiatic Well did not disappear. That meant that someone still believed that magic existed. Someone believed enough, so that the Fantasiatic Well would continue to exist. And I think that’s how I got this power. This power of fire. Me. I’m Himiko Arukai. My “code name” is Thorn. Thorn, because a thorn is ‘not to be laughed at’ or picked on (hah, I’d like to see you try beat up a thorn bush). I wish I could be like that. Be terrifying and respected. Like heck I’m not. So yes, the name works enough for me. Well, Himiko isn’t terrifying or respected; she’s just a quiet little schoolgirl. She’s nice and friendly, and sometimes pissed off but she isn’t terrifying. But thorn can be. I have the power of fire. And when I get pissed off, I can use that power. I think what happens is that I get all tense an’ stuff and the power flows. Sorta like how words can flow when you get pissed. But I hardly ever swear. I use my power. Smirk. Hah. In other words, don’t mess with me. I may look small an’ innocent, but you don’t want to be dealing with Thorn. This power was just always with me, I didn’t learn it, like witchcraft, it just WAS. Heh, but I never used it on anyone when I was younger. That’s not how life works. Not for me. I don’t go around hurting everyone just because I might have an advantage. Sheesh. If I had a whole gang of people chasing after me, firepower might not even slow them down. My best guess is that someone wanted the magic and power to continue in Triagot. But this land is not called “Triagot” anymore. It’s been named and renamed countless times and the name “America” has stuck. And so, America it is, and we are on Earth, a name familiar to you all. But, technically, Earth is still that old land of Triagot. I don’t know why I’ve got the power. I don’t think it’s for some “Mysterious Destiny” or anything. Although, if I have supposedly “fictional” magic to begin with, a mysterious destiny is possible… And I know for a fact that there are others. Others with a similar power. |
| Background Story By: Himiko Arukai |