

I would not die on my own terms after what I had done, either back there, a slow and cheap death nailed to the tops of the inner walls, or out here in the wastes of the world. All I knew was how it worked, they showed me that in precision and only that, after I was conscripted, or conned as the elders say. The notches cut into the side… kills? Battles fought? Men who have wielded it? I would never know. I tighten my grip, a relic of a forgotten time, brought back from countless fronts over countless cycles by the never-ending supply of engineers that were cast out from the factories, building the roads I walk on, returning and restoring the weapons we fight with. No, they might take the gun and force me off of the path. I look around to the men around me, which one would make the best meal? The weapon I’ve been given would do it, a bullet to the back of the head, an accident. There is nothing now, only the sun and moon and the never-ending hunger. The only chance for her to be taken by the party as one of the many wives of a member to the winds I pray she grows to be pretty, better to be sold to one man of the party than sold to the endless filth I have known. She will live a life not unlike mine, learning of stealing and scavenging, of rape and killing.

She was born on the outskirts of what was once a city, near the outer walls of what was once thought to be security. She wasn’t born within the inner city, within the farm or factory families, an existence to birth the sons fortunate enough to learn these skills, or the daughters to take her place. I try to imagine a good future for her, but there isn’t one. He is ahead somewhere, having left to walk these same steps the year of my birth, just like I leave my daughter the year of hers. I have known ten and four cycles, my mother two ten and four, My father I do not know. I walk, a destination I do not know, towards an enemy I’ve never met. even after the final chapter theres 13 more chapters in an epligue to go through to get the true ending… 7 years from now wont offer an amazing experience, but if youre into interactive novels or a I cant wait to see what happens next page turner, 7 years from now has a really intriguing love story to tell.The skies are dark, and the smell of oil and rot fill the air, rising up from the stagnant water permeated throughout countless sun rises, marinated in the bombs remains, the invisible death. it just seems like a story htat never wants to end. not because the story gets worse as it goeson.

youre just reading and trying to solve the mystery in your head as you play, which is fun to do. you have no hchoices here, there is no gameplay here. the game take place in 3 sections… your home, the time travekinbg doctors office, and the hospital, youll go back and forth between these 3 sections really just progressing the story. it’s a really great and intriguing story… buy it goes on way too long. what happened to this girl, and what sort of secrets this hospital is hiding. 2 days earlier… youre a time hopper and with the help of this doctor you go through all of these time jumping cycles to get information and reset the time line, in hope of figuring what happened to you. You go back to your hometown, spend 2 days there saying hi to your old pals, You go to the well, she doesn’t appear, you faint, wake up. you’ve lost your memory, but you havnt forgotten her. 7 Years from now 7 years form now is a 7 hour long interactive novel where you play as Haruto You make a promise with this girl from the 7 Years from now 7 years form now is a 7 hour long interactive novel where you play as Haruto You make a promise with this girl from the same hospital as you, to meet up at this well in 7 years.
