Merthur (Merlin x Arthur)

A Strange Land

‼️Unfortunately I have to add this IMPORTANT note now to all of my stories. Today, October 3rd (which was supposed to be happy, with it being national bf day and season 3 of heartstopper released)
But I was told at least one of my books was, copied, stolen and put on another website.
Please be careful with other websites. But know that THIS is MY work. ONLY ON WATTPAD.‼️
My account is- Dakotahstacy3
Anything else is STOLEN!

Do NOT read it ANYWHERE else. STOLEN work is a CRIME. I will not take this lightly.
I've put my time, energy, heart and soul into my work.

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Now please enjoy this,

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He is the once and future king. He will rise again.

Like a phoenix from its ashes, The Mighty,
King Arthur Pendragon, has risen again.

To fulfill his great destiny.

"Huh?" Arthur mumbled, confused about where he was. Suddenly waking up on some random ass island.
"Where the hell am I?" He asked, thinking out loud.

Standing up as he looked at the surroundings. He was on a small island, a lake all round it. The middle of the island held an dark, old tower. Falling apart under the stress of passing time.

"Strange." Arthur muttered.

Then memories hit him like a blow to the chest. His head bombarded with memories, flashing through his life. Everything he had experienced and felt, rushing through him.
After a moment of this intense feeling, his mind slowly cleared.

Leaving only one thought left on his mind.

"Merlin..." Arthur whispered to himself.
His eyes darting up to the horizon.
"Where am I? What happened? Where's Merlin!?"
He yelled anxiously, fear creeping into him.

Why was he alone?

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Am I even near Camelot?

My feet aches after walking for a day or so. A slowly stumbling across the land. Almost as if my body didn't remember how to function.
Why was I asleep on an island? Where am I know? Why do things look... different?

As I walked up an annoyingly steep hill, I realized it was some sort of field of crop.
Huh, alright then. Looks a bit different. But I'm sure there's someone here that can tell me where I am.

Maybe it's a small village, some peasants or farmers working. There could be a physician that could treat me. My head felt like I'd taken a strong blow to it. Something deep inside my body and mind, telling me something I couldn't decipher.
Like there was- something off.

Finally making it up to the top, there was huge fields of some kind of wheat or something. It's not like I'd know, I'm not a farmer.
I'm King!

My head was aching, still in pain and very confused. Maybe I have a concussion or something. What even happened to me?
I'm not really sure. Nothing makes sense.