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I think I've finally realized why I don't fit in anywhere. Despite trying my whole life, I could never find interest in anything. I saw this world, this life as nothing but mundane and soul crushing.
I would always try to escape it all through fiction, and almost as if it was fate itself pulling me home, I found the place where I truly belong. The place I was meant to exist in.
My parents must've found me on the roadside when I was a child, and wanting to be merciful to me, they took me in and raised me as their own, as a human.
Growing up as a child I always stared at the sky for hours feeling as if it was calling to me, as if I was meant to soar through it freely. But it didn't matter how hard I tried. I couldn't fly if I wanted..
My parents dressed me in clothes that I hated. They were normal clothes by any means, but I still didn't feel comfortable in them. The only thing I ever wore were some dresses my grandma bought me and the ribbons she'd put in my hair.
Really any head accessory was fine with me. I felt drawn to them as well.
I was always frail and short compared to other kids. Even now in my adult years people mistake me for being a child, making me feel even more like and outsider.
Every night I kept dreaming of a wonderland of which I roamed through. I remember a pond, strange buildings, villages of people, but no matter what I saw I always felt at home. I knew every route as if it were the back of my
hand. So that one day... When I found Touhou, I cried. It was everything I saw in my dreams as a child. I recognized everything. It was my home. I lived there before I was brought here. I don't know if I'm a youkai or something,
but I know I was meant to live in Gensokyo.
