Hello, Dragonstripe here. You can call me Dracia or Artes, whichever you prefer. I hope you are reading this, for this is the only time I could say of my story. I have chosen the world of Mulan. I am part of a clan, who has a invention to let anyone of the clan go to any world of their choosing. The invention itself is a world, or dimension portal. The experience is different to each one, depending on the world, of course. I chose Mulan, for I am a warrior, similiar like a soldier in Mulan's era. I don't take easy to intruders who dares to invade my leader, Sunrise's territory. I kept a eye on everything, alert to any unfamiliar sound.

I was the leader of my warriors, and I expected them to protect Upworld House and HQ no matter what while I go to Mulan's world. And so, my day came in late spring, a cobalt blue sky, cluttered clouds here and there, and the ground was alive with all kinds of plants, trees blooming. I was wearing clothes that was similiar to Mulan's army clothes, excepting the color which is blue. I had my hair down, pinned with a pretty blossom. I greeted my warriors, and some clanmates who was around Upworld House. I came down in the elevator, my eyes moving to the motions of clanmates in HQ, and then I saw Sunrise. She looked at me, quiet and respectful, and nodded, gesturing for me to come up to her. I did, watching her face soften into a smile, and handed out my totem necklace. Interesting. INow I have seen everything. It's very different. I looked at it, a mini chinese dragon curling itself, gold eyes gleamed out at me, and the symbol of yin and yang above the dragon, all encircled in silver. I grabbed it, put it around my neck. I smiled at Sunrise, thanking her respectfully. She smirked, and nodded, and left in the way to the library. I went in a different way, heading to the hallway of doors.

My red door is number 13, the age where I found that I have a crush on the hilarious dragon, Mushu. I both loved and hated him, for he truly cares for Mulan yet he's very selfish about his pedestal. Sunrise has a theory about him. She says if I somehow make Mushu see the good and bad in the conquences for him, Mulan, and others, he would be less selfish, and more helpful. And also there's also Shang. He somehow becomes a jerk in the parade scene, was judging her back in the tent scene. And he's very strict on training. If I make him a bit more relaxed, and give the soldiers some breaks, and listen to me about prejudice and respect, he would then totally listen to Mulan, and rescue the emperor sooner, and help Mulan along to home. At least, that's the plan anyway.

I went into my room, the doorway has a chinese crafted rug laid out, the floors bamboo, the walls full of shelves and pictures of Mulan merchandise, and my bed is red with a black trim, the dresser, oak brown, embalmed with my own designed chinese crest, which is a blossom with a mini chinese dragon holding it in its claws in white and gold. I went to the bathroom, where the floor continues, the walls painted blue, a glass sink, the toilet porcelain, and a large bathtub which is pale tan. I hung up my hair into a ponytail, and checked my eyes. I wear contacts, and I am far-sighted. I headed out of my room, into the hallway, on the way to the portal which is on, and everybody else respectfully standing by, smiling. I looked at my fellow warriors and they nodded, promising to watch the place around. I smiled gleefully, chuckled, as Sunrise attempted to do a chinese bow to me, and I hugged her, thanking her once again for this chance. she welcomed me, and walked over to the side where everybody else was standing, watching me. I watched the portal's rainbow colors beam on and on, tempting me to come in, and I slowly walked in, the darkness lightening up to reveal a tunnel becoming a shrine. I looked around, seeing tombstones with chinese engravings. I came to understand Chinese, English, when I was a kid. So I read them all, the names unrecognizable. I was confused, for it was not the Fa shrine, then as I read the most recent name of a tombstone, then I saw that it is the Li shrine. Shang's family shrine!

"Yes, young lady. You have seen my son's shrine. I am here to say some things that concerns you and my son.". sounded a slightly echoing, female, soft voice. I turned to see a spirit of a woman, colored blue, her clothes, a blouse and a long skirt, feet unseen. I looked at her closely, and saw she has the sharp eyes, and forehead that Shang received.

"Who might you be, my lady?". I asked respectfully with a smile.

"I am Li Zan. I believe you may know of my son.". replied Zan with a gentle smirk.

I realized, "Oh, yes, Li Shang, your son. I have came here to see if I can help him and others of my choice, but only if you wish, Li Zan.". as I replied. Zan nodded, and we chatted a bit. She told me that she died when Shang was only a little boy, and that her ancestors and herself wished me to be Shang's guardian, and I accepted. After the conversation, we had bowed goodbye to each other, and she disappeared, as the shrine went along with her, coming back to the tunnel where the end holds the army site waiting for me, and I came, went into it. Then came darkness.