Chapter 1

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Harumi sat up. Her head throbbing, she looked around. The last thing she remembered was how cold the Departed realm was; and she was glad this was warmer than the desolate realm of the deceased. She noticed that something felt weird. It wasn't something around her, more like something within herself sort of like her soul had been taken from her body - her dead body, she reminded herself - and placed into another body. She was sitting in a jade-coloured blocky recliner chair with a red label which read something like LOGO or LEGO or something like that. She wasn't too fussy about the details.

She wondered to herself if the colour had been chosen to represent one of her aliases, the Jade Princess.

In Harumi's blurred vision, she spotted a figure clad in green opening the door at the other end of the room and walking in, followed by someone in mainly white and someone in a full set of modernised Samurai armour, albeit without the helmet. The latter 2 were holding hands. Harumi instantly recognised the colour schemes, and searched her brain for who they were. After a minute or so, something clicked in her brain.


"Lloyd?"


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Morro yawned, then gazed around at his surroundings. Grey, blank walls stared back at him. He sighed, then wondered why he wasn't in the cold departed realm. He noticed that his arms felt stiff, so he stood up to stretch his muscles. He wobbled, but didn't fall.

Morro turned around and noticed the blocky, navy green chair that he was sitting on.

The metal door at the other side of the room creaked open, alerting the former ghost that people were entering the grey room. He spun around and saw two ninja, one who was clad in red and one who was in black and orange. He instantly knew who they were.

"Is it the day of the departed again?" he quipped.

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