What does it take for one to attain happiness? Is it heroism, to ultimately secure the happiness of many? Is it self-sacrifice, the willingness to give one’s own life to save happiness even at the cost of oneself? Is it friendship, wherein one’s happiness becomes one’s strength? Is it justice, and its lawful indictions of self-content under one’s ideals? Or is it trickery and deception, where all the happiness you have will be hidden unaware, under a mask from which one’s true self resides? In order to find the answer, these questions will intertwine, woven with the threads of fate, until one finds the answer… alongside another…
I invite you to join me in embarking on a journey to find the answers. I invite you to Wind Land, to the so-called Prism Ark!
わああい~! My first entry for the Eroge category! I can’t believe I’m finally going to blog about them games too soon. But anyways, enough with the unnecessary details.
PRISM ARK ~PRISM HEART II~ (プリズム・アーク ~プリズム・ハート エピソード2~) is the sequel of Prism Heart developed by Pajamas Soft. Its release date was on August 25, 2006. Though this may be a sequel to be thought at first, Prism Ark uses a new set of characters, with some special anticipations from characters of the previous game, which is somehow incorporated in a way that there is cited importance, since it IS a sequel and all. However, this remains hidden until the player progresses with the story.
Our story starts with a brief history of a tragic past in the kingdom known as Wind Land. The royal family is secured inside a carriage and is currently underway to safety. The soldiers of Wind Land fend off Sablum enemy troops to secure the king and queen, as well as their newborn. But a series of magic circles emerged, and from the skies, something descended with gigantic hands, a form never seen nor heard of, and wings that fluttered as the creature’s cry echoed into the vast grasslands. However, this creature does not bring salvation. Its hands instantly killed a portion of the Windland soldiers in one fell swoop. His form is bent forward to strike, and the beautiful wings that were once thought to belong to a divine being was now branded as an image of death to all who saw it. Nay, I kid you not, for it was the Angel of Windland’s Tragedy.
