Thursday, May 16, 2013

How Ni No Kuni Should End

No, this isn't how the game really ends. I haven't made it that far yet. I'm just messing around.
So I’ve put in about 6 hours into Ni No Kuni. I think I’ve logged enough time to call the ending, or at least how I think it should end. I’ve avoided reading anything except a few reviews about the battle system. Here we go.

Ms. Leila comes in with breakfast and asks Oliver if he’s going to go play outside again today. She smiles sadly as she sets the tray down and heads down the stairs and back to her shop. Oliver looks over at the table where Drippy is sitting, picks up the wand and book, and heads outside. Everyone in Motorville watches with a sad smile as Oliver begins another day.

After the tragic passing of his mother, Oliver felt such devastation that he folded within himself and slowly lost touch with reality. The precious doll his mother gave him became the only piece of her that remained and he clung to it. His heart ached so much that he conjured up an imaginary friend in the doll in the form of a Fairy named Drippy. Drippy offered him a noble quest to save another world and the chance to save his mother, which were all coping mechanisms Oliver created to hide from the harsh reality of his loneliness.

Oliver found a family photo album, filled with the pictures of his mother, and headed out onto the street with his toy. It became his Wizard’s Companion Book. The lady two houses down was sweeping the leaves and twigs off the street when Oliver happened upon one that was perfect as a pretend wand. From that moment on, Oliver became so engrossed  in the fantasy he created that he was unable to differentiate between his imagination and reality anymore.

The fantasy world Oliver created was a parallel existence to reality, but Oliver only experienced brief moments of lucidity enough to see his Motorville home as it was. But when his fantasy overcame his senses, he perceived the Gateway spell has transported him back to the magical world where he can still save his mother. Each real person and creature that existed in Oliver’s real world became the basis for a fantasy version that Oliver used to forward his hallucinations.

The “soul mates’s” problems became an excuse for his adventures, driving him further in denial and psychosis.  When the Ms. Leila’s cat disappeared, Oliver found it hunting mice behind one of the buildings in town, and immediately conjured the fantasy of King Hickory fighting the Meowjesty. Every day events became twisted versions, providing Oliver with fuel to continue his “playing”.

When Oliver would run around and talk to Drippy in front of other people, they couldn’t hear or see Drippy because he was nothing by a figment of a poor boy’s imagination. There never was any magic, only the hallucinations that that Oliver wished to see.

The town of Motorville is too small to have their own psychiatric hospital and without any living relatives, his neighbors, especially Ms. Leila, have taken it upon themselves to take care of him. They watch, day after day, as he dons the red cape and runs around the neighborhood talking to a doll and flipping through that photo album. But they hope one day he will break free from his sadness and be able to face his pain and the loss of his mother.

When you get to the end to and defeat Shadar or the Zodiarchs or whoever is the final bad guy, Oliver gets transported back to Motorville where he wakes up in his room. The doll his mom gave him is sitting by his bedside, just a toy, next to a small wooden stick and a family photo album. He looks over, waiting for Drippy to start moving, but he never does.

Several years have passed since the passing of his mother and Oliver is finally able to begin coming to terms with reality. He has defeated his imaginary demons, the fear of mortality, and knows that he can’t save his mother. Sometimes he still slips back into psychosis, talking to Drippy and reciting the spells he created to try and do something but his episodes are becoming more and more rare as he slowly recovers.

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