MOTHER 2 by the Zippers
The other day I posted an excerpt of kenisu’s translation of the MOTHER 1 novel – but I must’ve given people the wrong idea – only like two or three pages out of the several hundred pages are mushy lovey-dovey romance novel-like. Most of the book is actually a pretty brisk adventure story, so don’t let that initial impression sour your opinion of the book!
kenisu is always updating with more excerpts, you can check them out here.
Here’s some stuff from Chapter 3, this first part is when the main characters enter the haunted house for the first time:
Feeling not quite like themselves, they were seen off by Mr. Rosewater and his taciturn daughter waving a handkerchief, and crossed town until they arrived again at the haunted house in question.
The key they had gone through a huge mess to finally borrow, naturally, matched the door perfectly. The rusty keyhole gave a disagreeable creak and the heavy, evergreen oak door opened. They passed through and immediately, like an automatic door, it slammed shut.
Right at the entrance was a great parlor. It was filled with a nasty air that felt both musty and chilly. Because all the windows had been nailed up from the outside, to eyes that had walked there through the daylit outdoors, the place was terribly and completely pitch-dark.
It was risky to move until their eyes became accustomed to the dark, so the trio stood silent for some time. The atmosphere suggested there was some utterance being withheld. It felt as though something would come out at any moment, out of the old mantelpiece, out of the genuine-craft Chinese Hu vessel, out of the shade of the dust-covered velvet curtains. The darkness was especially dense about the corners of the high, arched ceiling, betraying no sign of sinister entities patiently holding their breath, surmising their quarry’s situation.
The anxiety, the regret, the suffocation. Ana’s heart ran ragged, and she felt as though she wanted to scream. It was the sort of feeling where she thought she had to stand there fixedly for all eternity, but if she did, she’d surely lose her mind. Even though she wanted to exchange stupid jokes and laugh, no matter even if it was with Ken and Lloyd, even though she wanted to return things to their former cheerful atmosphere, she had a hunch that even if somebody were to greet her, she’d grow oddly peevish and pick a fight with them.
I wish those ghosts would hurry and come out and get it over!
Would it lighten the mood if she shouted WAAUGH! loudly, then made a huge, desperate riot with everything she had?
There was a sound like a door closing somewhere far away, and Ana’s heart leaped into her throat.
Also, the book begins from Ana’s point of view when Ken/Ninten and Lloyd show up. So now we get to see a flashback of what happened earlier in the adventure:
One day, Ken awoke just like on any other day, but to a house filled with an evil atmosphere. Inanimate objects were thrashing around as though possessed by demons, threatening his mother and his younger twin sisters. Toughing it out with his Little League-tempered body, he somehow managed to restore order, but it had all made no sense. Grabbing the phone, he spun the number he had been told only to contact if some trouble happened: his father, who was out on an awfully long business trip. Upon doing so, his father told him the truth for the first time.
The earth was currently on the verge of a crisis, mysterious aliens were secretly commencing an invasion, abnormal situations were happening all over the place, and it was for this reason that he was so buried in work he couldn’t even come home.
“And you see, Ken,” he said, “we especially seem to have an unusual connection with the aliens. You know the story of how your great-grandmother Maria went missing, right? And also how your great-grandfather George was also spirited away with her, but for whatever reason, returned alone, and that his life after that was devoted entirely to researching PSI. Not to mention, Ken, you look a whole lot like your great-grandfather. Head for the storeroom. Check out what he left behind.”
As you can see, the MOTHER 1 novel isn’t a dime romance novel. It’s a pretty interesting take on the original game, to the point that I’m surprised the author was able to make a whole book out of it. There’s a LOT more translated text to read here, so check it out if you ever get time!
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