With in the home of Ryo, something appeared for him. Something that was promised long ago, and not delivered upon.

There was a black crystal and a thick book that was enchanted to become endless, and of course it would be connected directly to Ryo's mind. Any ideas he would have would materialize into the pages, his only limit was his imagination and perhaps there would be no limit. The crystal would be more than enough to transform his ideas, into actual reality and mass produce the style.

Dear Ryo.

I have been busy as of late. Sorry about that little insanity phase I had. I will do my best to remain sane from now on. I have given you all you need to begin the clothing line you wanted to do. Be happy, will you for a change?

Signed,

Bob.

A.K.A. Fluffy.