The soul that is forgotten longs to be remembered

Looking outside the train window, Riding on the train tracks above the water, Yuji was met by a gorgeous afternoon sky. The sun was peeking over a hill, and the clouds, moving as slow as usual blended in perfectly with the blue and orange gradient that made the sky look just like a painting. It was truly a sight to see...

Suddenly the train came to a halt, pulling the boy out of his trance. "This must be my stop!" Yuji announced loud enough to where everyone on the train could hear him. Hopping out of his seat and readjusting his backpack, He quickly rushed through the train doors.

from what he remembered, He had to turn left from here, Keep going straight and he should find the- Huh?

Yuji looked around himself in shock, He was expecting to see the buildings of Port Island, Maybe some shops, too, and humans. But instead, he's met by... Coffins. Coffins emitting a weird red smoke from the bottom, And everything was painted in a dark green hue. Not to mention the random pools of blood.

What.

The

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