Robyn Hood of Sherwood (A Beyblade Fanfic)
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  • Reads 694
  • Votes 22
  • Parts 4
  • Time 38m
Ongoing, First published Jul 29, 2020
Who knew that opening a book can be so disastrous?
It all started out as a normal practice session. But soon, stuff happens and the Bladebreakers find themselves in late 12th Century England without any decent warning. Things go downhill from there and they subsequently come face-to-face with the infamous outlaw - Robyn Hood - and his merry men. 
Or rather, her. 
Now, our Bladebreakers must race against time if they want to go back to their own world. Reality isn't as it looks like at the first glance and inevitably, chaos ensues in the Sherwood Forest. Complicated mindsets, silent conspiracies and the daily thrill of being a wanted outlaw soon take them to the adventure of a lifetime.
"WHY DOESN'T TIME TRAVEL COME WITH A USER'S MANUAL?" (Guess who said that.)
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