Y/n's Lost Days

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Y/n's P.O.V
I groaned, opening my eyes as I was met with the sight of trees towering over me.

"Where am I?" I stood up, looking around the dense forests.

I just had one tiny problem.

I don't remember anything.

I started hyperventilating, backing up against a tree. "Why can't I remember anything?"

"My name! Can I remember my name?" I thought for a second. "Y/n... my name is... Y/n."

I took a deep breath and let it out before freaking out again. "I still don't remember anything else!"

*SNAP*

My head shot around, hearing twigs snap.

"Okay, Y/n." I laughed nervously. "You don't remember anything. You're in a forest all alone, and you don't know what to do. The best thing to do is try to get out of the forest. Yeah, let's get out of here."

I started walking through the miles and miles of trees for the next half-hour before I heard twigs snapping again.

I turned around, getting paranoid. "Okay, something is either stalking me, or my mind is playing tricks on me."

Get it together Y/n, or you'll never get out of here.

I turned back around to keep walking, only to get whacked in the face with a rake.
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I groaned, waking up as I found myself hanging in a net against a wall.

"Finally, awake, are you?"

I looked to see a large pig demon in front of me.

I smiled nervously. "Hello, uh, why did you kidnap me, sir?"

"I sensed some powerful magic from you, and once I cook you, I'll have demons lining up to eat the food made by the one and only Zhu Ganglie." The Pig demon, now identified as Zhu Ganglie, said.

I looked around his little kitchen, cringing at how dirty it was.

"Ew. Okay, first off, if you want to cook for others, having a clean station is a must." I commented.

Zhu Ganglie huffs as he starts to cut up some vegetables.

"Also, be sure to wash the ingredients." I added.

"Wait, why do I know this stuff?" I asked myself.

Zhu Ganglie groans and walks over to me, using his butcher's knife to cut me down.

"Oof! Ow!" I grunted, feeling irritated. "Hey, what was that about?"

"Well, since you know some things about how to have your station set, how about you try and make something." He says, offering me a wooden spoon.

I looked at the spoon, feeling a challenge coming.

I took the spoon

. "Fine. And if I make a meal that blows your taste buds away, you let me go." I stated.

Zhu Ganglie smirks. "Deal."

I rolled up my sleeves, grabbing a knife. "Let's get to work."

A few minutes later, after cleaning this place up, chopping ingredients up, and boiling a few things here and there, I had done it.

"Ta-da!" I presented the bowl of noodles to Zhu Ganglie.

"Hmm." He took a spoon and ate a bite.

Almost immediately, stars appeared in his eyes.

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