I Went Back - A Stumpt Fan Fiction
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Zakończone pt., lip 10, 202022m
'The Alabaster Brothers will be coming soon. And this time, they won't win. Not with me in their way.'
Rik went back in time. He found himself back at the Stumptlandia, a destroyed place in his memory, but was standing tall in front of his eyes right now (it still looks pretty small to him, maybe still under construction?). Determination soon filled his body, creating himself a promise to this other Rik and his friends. A promise to lead them to avoid disaster that was coming to them. A vow to help them find a better future. A future that he won't be able to reach. An oath to their Happy Ending.
[This is a three-chapter fan-fiction of Stumpt, a 4-player Youtube channel that I've been following for some years now. Constructive criticisms are welcomed. Enjoy!]
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