You know this beloved YA supernatural book with crazy amount of potential that had a bit of a clunky start and little in the way of exposure, despite the fans doing their best.
It's called the Keeper of Sun and Moon.
Soooo, I've been wondering, what if I showed you one of my, old modding texts (in humanely simplified text form, of course) where I spin the introduction of the game in a paranormal romance take, where after the game asks about the player's orientation, he/she will be rescued by Leon if he/she preffered boys, and by Astrid if he/she preffered girls.
This is one such article, with an Astrid rescue and a missing supernatural mother plot, enjoy.
SUN AND MOON
It's called the Keeper of Sun and Moon.
Soooo, I've been wondering, what if I showed you one of my, old modding texts (in humanely simplified text form, of course) where I spin the introduction of the game in a paranormal romance take, where after the game asks about the player's orientation, he/she will be rescued by Leon if he/she preffered boys, and by Astrid if he/she preffered girls.
This is one such article, with an Astrid rescue and a missing supernatural mother plot, enjoy.


They said, that you never know when will you die, and that all will be fine should the moment comes to pass. Well, you never saw that one coming, and you sure did not have any nice assurances about things being fine. And so, with your death slithering its way upon you, all that your mind told you was to run.
You would, wouldn't you? Wouldn't everybody?
But no, no, no, no! Not your ideals on never abandoning someone, not your foolish curiosity of finding out about her. The mysterious girl that had fended off the monster, slashing at it with a blade seemingly made out of luminescent starlight. Her blonde hair danced eloquently with each dodge and every slash as if she had been raised to run into mythological monstrosities after her breakfast.
Why was she here? How?
The eerily pretty good-looking girl shouted your name once, barely having a few good seconds to glance back at you before reengaging the monster, and then you have just a second to see that her pupils are pitch black...
How could she know your name?
The monster doesn't give you time to think anymore. Her eyes glint in the fading sunlight, a predator sizing up her prey. It lashes out as you clumsily try to move out of the way and manages to quickly outflank the girl and come straight to you.
Its screaming rips into your entire soul, but you cannot shout. You stumble, and know that you won't be getting back up again.
The snake-woman lunges at you, and for just a moment your vision fades away.
The pale girl has a contorted snarl on her unblemished face as she reaches out for the monster, hair flying about with a gust of silver wind dancing in her hands. You are pretty sure that the monster exploded in agony, but you cannot find the strength to remain conscious.
The girl runs to your side and without a word, she embraces your body in her arms. As if for the first time in decades, you feel that all will be better. You don't have to be afraid.
She caresses your face seemingly to thinking you may not stay with her in this world. The gir; then tries to keep you awake by blubbering about her schedule. Anything so you can stay with her and not abandon her.
It was supposed to be a normal night out for some lonely drinking. Instead you are realizing that this is how you may die. But it's not all for nothing.
Her warm hands in your skin, her dark eyes looking at you with attentive worry, they would be more than enough to soothe your heart for all the loneliness.
Your vision blurs, but the stars don't seem to die in the sky.
Thinking is too hard, there's no way to focus, and suddenly the effort to keep your eyes open is far, far too much.
You pass out, right in the arms of the girl who'd saved you.
"No! don't you go away," the girl said in a hparse voice.
You can't see what has become of you. Your mind feels like a crown of thorns.
A gentle motion starts shaking your body, and you belatedly realize that your movement causes excruciating pain in your body and mind.
"Hey... pretty guy... wake up... please..." the girl says.
It sounds like a girl speaking. Is it the same one from earlier?
"Are you all right? I would have healed you more, but... Healing is not really my specialty, and I did not want to do anything that could hurt you further. It is a good thing that I had a magic first aid kit with me, or you probably would have turned to stone. I am not exactly sure how gorgon venom works."
Healing? Magic? Gorgons? What is she going on about?
You think you remember dying, only to wake up again, and then so much screaming... The whole sequence of events is foggy in your mind, more dreamlike than anything else. But whatever it was that had begun the day, it had ended with you being attacked by some snake-woman-monster-thing. And then... her...
"I know you can hear me! Agh, you're so ungrateful..." She keeps talking on about something but your mental state remains set in a flurry of pain, denial, and apprehension.
It takes a minute for your eyes to adjust to the darkness, and another before you can take in the scene around you. It's twilight. You're lying in a stunningly beautiful girl's arms in the middle of the woods, limbs a bruised mess. And... you are alive?
"Goodness you're awake! You had me so worried... I am Astrid Adtaz. Do you want to tell me who are you? Do you remember?"
"Lukas," you give out a low growl.
"It's nice to meet you, Lukas, although I'm sure you'll agree our first night out could have been better..." She tries to smile, but it comes out more like a grimace. "So... what are you?"
You stare at her incredulously as your head hurts with every muscle moving. "What... am... I?"
"What are you?" Astrid repeats more slowly as she caresses your cheek. "You know... werewolf... warlock... elemental?"
"Human..."
Now it's her turn to stare at you in disbelief. "You're... you are human?"
"Yes..."
She frowns. "Well, that's bad. So, so bad..."
"I've never met someone who was not human before."
She smiles faintly. "Well, I'm glad to be your first supernatural ambassador then," she says in a soothing voice. "I'm the most charming one they could have selected..."
"I'm sure." You manage to laugh quietly. "Have you never... met a human... before?"
"Of course I've... met humans before," Astrid says, smiling softly.
"It's... weird that you're not human."
She grimaces. "As if.... This weirdness saved your life. And took it away..."
"Took it away?" You whisper.
She sighs. "Because now... I have to be a good little girl and get you to the authorities."
"W... what?"
"To keep you safe... to protect you... I've broken almost every secrecy law ever written."
You give her a crooked smile. "Maybe you could have saved me from a distance then..."
"Ugh," she groans. "I've broken practically every secrecy law ever written for an ungratefully attractive human."
"I'm sorry that... I did something bad to you...." She sighs. "None of this is your fault. I... I couldn't bring myself to let you get hurt, even if the laws suggest... keeping the supernatural a secret from humans–But the gorgon ***** had broken those laws anyway, didn't she?"
That thing had been a rather dead giveaway, you think. In that you should probably be dead because of it.
"She's over there, but you don't have to look." Astrid rubs your sore arm, as she sucks air behind her teeth. " You're going to have to come with me. After what you've seen, they will want to track us down to mess with our memories... but I'm not going to let them hurt you. I promise..."
"Mess... my memories?"
"Compel you to forget about this... about me...." She grunts uncomfortably. "I must... not know about you... I'm sorry about this.. Lukas... I wish that... I wish that there was some way that you would not... forget..."
"No... I want to go... I am going to... my normal, mundane, non-magic life..."
She laughs bitterly. "Sadly yes..."
You scowl at her, barely being able to open your eyes. "Forgive my curiosity... that will get your mind wiped as well..."
"It's totally all right. I'm used to separations," Astrid says bitterly. "Sorry about everything."
"Since you are sorry... it's all better... isn't it?"
She smiles darkly. "But of course..."
"You can't... make me do anything... you know." You begin to struggle to your feet, only to find that your body refuses to leave Astrid's embrace. You ghasp, and decide that her arms are actually pretty nice to hold on to.
She rolls her eyes. "I forgot how naive fragile humans in distress can be."
"What if... this all never happened... can't we just pretend?"
She laughs darkly. "If only. I wish it as well... it's too late now. I promise I'll get you a souvenir from the city... after everything is done. Something for the pain."
"A T-shirt for near death experience..." You try to laugh, but the pain in your lungs sets out a wave of pain in your chest.
Astrid's magnificent eyes become half-lidded. "They have sweatshirts too. But my gift would be pointless, considering you won't remember me."
"I guess I would not..."
She sighs. "Yeah, you would not... Don't worry, I will be with you until you forget... "
Astrid takes you all the way out of the forrest and guides to her car, a stylish silver Lamborghini Diablo. She places you gently on the passenger's seat and just before you can grasp on what is happening, your senses abandon you once again with world going pitch black.
The car speeds up, yet still, a steady, worried breath is by your side.