Rating: M (overall rating)
Warnings: Violence, gore, sex - all the fun things!
Summary: For Konnichipuu . Steampunk AU: Civil war has torn the country of Nihon apart. On an abandoned battlefield, a scrap-scavenger stumbles upon the sole survivor buried amongst the wreckage. Why this man, why now, after everything that has gone before?
A/N: Sooo...I've decided, after careful consideration, to keep the chapters of this fic short and restricted to one time frame. The story itself bounces around a lot (because I am apparently incapable of writing anything "serious" [yes, that gets scare quotes, because it is scary!] without long inner battles over structure and presentation and how best to play with all of your heads...), so I feel the best way to keep everyone (including myself) from exploding is to present short, neat chapters. I'm very open to suggestions/criticisms as well; this fic scares me on sort of a visceral level because Bottan keeps producing beautiful artwork (like this) and I want to write somethingworthy, dammit!
So, having said that...this chapter ended up being mostly exposition. ^^;; Ahahaha... I'm just going to hope it doesn't bore everyone to tears...
( "What difference is it to a foreigner who lives and dies in Nihon?" )