Kingdom Hearts
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Last published Tue, May 3, 2022
"Nathanial? Nathanial wake up!" The black haired man awoke with a shake, to see the white haired man above him, his hair leaning over his face as his worried eyes scanned him. "Are you okay? You just passed out, out of nowhere.." He sat up and realized he was on the grassy floor of the spruce wood forest; when did they get here? He seemed confused, looking around before sitting up to where Hisriel wasn't their support. "Uhm, when..when did we get here? weren't we just in the village.." Hisriel seemed shook.. They were in the village two days ago, did he really not remember anything at all? "What are you talking about." He shook his head, trying to remember. "I don't know, now far are we?" There was a long silence before Hisriel spoke, quiet and wondering. "What did that arrow do to you-"
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