The City of Rakuen

[The video clicks on to the slightly troubled face of a young butler(-in-training) on his second week here. He's not quite looking at the camera, obviously thinking about something and how to talk about it. As always, his tie is a mess.]

Has anyone else here had the experience of meeting someone who you recognize, but doesn't recognize you? I don't mean they've forgotten because of the memories, either. Rather... they remember someone who isn't you. Or even an entirely different world.

It might seem like a case of mistaken identity on your part, but their name is the same, habits, how they speak and act... and the person who is not you that they remember also bears a number of resemblances to yourself. Like some kind if parallel world, some things are different but enough is the same to seem familiar.

It's a little unsettling.

[Not too long after Dahlia's post, Sakuya puts up his own notice, of a rather opposite nature.]

Hello. My name is Sakuya Izayoi, and I arrived at the beginning of this round. After helping Mademoiselle Dahlia achieve victory, I thought the best way I could help my fellow students is by offering my services to any of our other players who have yet to win the round. I'm willing to participate in fights if you plan on engaging in duels, but I'll be upfront in saying that my form is that of a knife, so I only recommend those who feel comfortable wielding that sort of weapon in close combat reply. In any case, I am eager to hear your replies and lending a hand to help our school in achieving victory.

[A small breath, then he continues with a little more casual air.]

On a lighter note, I suppose I'll take this opportunity to greet all the others in Fortitude. I've already met a few of you and hope to make acquaintances with many more. Thank you, and good day.