NBB: A Taste Of Rebirth

NBB: A Taste Of Rebirth

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"Where am I?" I said, my first words. I was stuck once again, or so I believed, in a large box, rather than irregular stone structure. I didn't know where to go, or how to get out. But with a hint of wind on my eyes, I felt myself lighter and lighter, and so I felt as if I was floating in this box. It all felt as if it already happened, though I don't know if I was daydreaming, or if I was sleeping. I then realized I was falling, "Somebody! Help me!" Classic callout for help, though different from last time, I wasn't as strong, I felt weak. I then closed my eyes, as if my muscles had memory of an event equal to this one, and I felt a large crash. This pain however, it was different... I felt as if the crash really hurt... and then, I opened my eyes, and woke up. Author's Note: If you reading this without having read any of the other stories you'll be a little stuck, a few characters present are from a story being grounded back up so maybe some of things mentioned won't make much sense. Highly reccomend to bear through the other NBB Stories, fair warning, I stopped from reworking it and am using it as a staple for the rest of the other stories that actually make sense, so if you do decide to read it, bear through the cringe that is 4 year old writings and bad plot advancement and massive character introductions that won't make a big picture in that one yet. I am rewroking some of the early chapters of it so all of the lore fits into a mass that's easily understandable. So, I'll give you time to bear the first few chapters that are already fixed up to Chapter 10 . From there on, it's on your behalf to hold the whole mess that is the rest of the plot.
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