09-21-2016, 04:06 PM
"Let me get this straight. Those arches out there are portals? To other worlds?" I asked, a note of incredulity to my tone. First, a land of no lawyers, and now a land of no lawyers, superpowers, AND magic? Man, this place was weird. Weirder than I first thought, anyway. Maya seemed to agree, at least with her expression. This was like some kind of strange cartoon, now that I thought about it. Unsettling, certainly. But... it really was a little cool. I mean, there's a lot you can do with that kind of power. Much evil, sure. But a lot of good, too. And that's really what matters, right? What good can we all do as people? This place was, perhaps, a question of that nature.
My name is Phoenix Wright. I'm a lawyer, and the head of my own law firm, slash talent agency (courtesy of my daughter). At least, I am at home. Here, I don't even know what I am. I'm not quite a lawyer anymore, as justice seems to be handed out by the cops and vigilantes. I may be a superhero now, what with my inability to die, and whatnot. I intended to change the justice system, make it even for the people that weren't criminals. So I guess I'm a revolutionary. The thought brought me a smile. Just like Dhurke, before his unfortunate demise.
Speaking of which, Apollo would be concerned about my disappearance. Athena surely would have called him back from Khura'in by now. Trucy... oh, Trucy. She was probably scared out of her mind. Hopefully, there was a way to get back, or at the very least, contact home. Trucy didn't deserve to lose two fathers. Not now, not ever.
"Nick? Are you okay?" Maya asked, and I jolted back to attention.
"Ah, yeah. Just... thinking, I suppose. About home."
"Oh... I'm worried too. Do you think there's a way back?"
"..." I went silent. She seemed to understand what I was thinking.
"So, what are these different nations you keep speaking of? Through the gates, I mean."
My name is Phoenix Wright. I'm a lawyer, and the head of my own law firm, slash talent agency (courtesy of my daughter). At least, I am at home. Here, I don't even know what I am. I'm not quite a lawyer anymore, as justice seems to be handed out by the cops and vigilantes. I may be a superhero now, what with my inability to die, and whatnot. I intended to change the justice system, make it even for the people that weren't criminals. So I guess I'm a revolutionary. The thought brought me a smile. Just like Dhurke, before his unfortunate demise.
Speaking of which, Apollo would be concerned about my disappearance. Athena surely would have called him back from Khura'in by now. Trucy... oh, Trucy. She was probably scared out of her mind. Hopefully, there was a way to get back, or at the very least, contact home. Trucy didn't deserve to lose two fathers. Not now, not ever.
"Nick? Are you okay?" Maya asked, and I jolted back to attention.
"Ah, yeah. Just... thinking, I suppose. About home."
"Oh... I'm worried too. Do you think there's a way back?"
"..." I went silent. She seemed to understand what I was thinking.
"So, what are these different nations you keep speaking of? Through the gates, I mean."