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Felix can't remember anything. Since the accident that killed his fiancée Carla and left him severely injured, he struggles with memory gaps and guilt. Is he to blame for the accident? Did he - as anonymous hate letters imply - cause Carla's death? Felix wants to regain his memory to face his past, because without this knowledge, there is no future.

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Red - Red like love, like desire,like power or anger. Red like blood. A lot of blood. Too much blood. She didn't know wether the person on the tiled floor was already dead or still breathing. But one thing was clear to her: this person would never mess up her life again.

When Kairi is torn away from everything she knows by a blazing rift of light, all she has left is the fall into an unfamiliar world. She awakens in Kamura, a secluded hunters' village where days are shaped by the whisper of bamboo, the steady rhythm of the forge, and the constant danger beyond the safe paths. Without her familiar weapon-and without a clear way back-Kairi must find her footing in a world she doesn't understand. Kamura becomes a place of rules, work, and first steps: a quiet beginning that gives her time to stand on solid ground again. This story is a fanfiction inspired by the worlds of Monster Hunter and Kingdom Hearts. It began as a personal writing project and is primarily a creative reimagining that weaves motifs and characters from both series into an original storyline. Since this is my first larger project of this kind, I ask for your patience with any small rough edges-feedback and suggestions are always welcome.