Realm of the Forgotten

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3RD PERSON POV

Y/N: The hell was that?

Nobara: Huh?

They looked around, seeing lamps and butterflies lighting their way though Y/N heard a voice.


Nobara: You heard a voice?

Y/N: I did but.....they only said "Realm of the Forgotten."

Nobara: Must be the place where we're at then-

They all froze at the sight of the dead farmer at the side, already dead as Y/N had a thought

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They all froze at the sight of the dead farmer at the side, already dead as Y/N had a thought.












Y/N:......That's not possible......it's either the other farmer was alive and killed.......or it was a mimic to begin with?

They quickly dumped all their food out, inspecting each can


Nobara: *sniff* Still good.

Y/N: Wait do cans not exist during the Edo Period?

Nobara: The fuc........no. Wha- HOW THE FUC- Nevermind.

They were confused and wary, but headed away anyways to the bridge-

Y/N/Nobara: HOLY ############

*THUD*

They find a large samurai wading across the river, the same samurai that tried to kill them only it was a much larger size. It turned to stare at them, though turned away seconds later before disappearing elsewhere.


Y/N: YO!

Samurai:..........

Nobara: *HISS* IDIOT ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US KILLED?!

Y/N: Just testing.

Nobara: DON'T TEST WHEN OUR LIVES ARE ON THE LINE!

Y/N: IT WASN'T EVEN PAYING ATTENTION ANYWAY!

As the two bicker, Y/N walks past the bridge and makes a right turn, following the butterflies in the air to find a white glowing butterfly on the earth.

Y/N: Gotcha.

Nobara: Another one?

Nobara was once again behind him and held the butterfly this time around as they met up with the others who were at the door already.

*SIZZLE*

*AAHHH*

Y/N: *deep breath* 'Deep breathes....don't get bothered.'

Nobara pats his shoulder, knowing he was bothered by the screaming. Strangely though, the walls gradually shifted. Turning from stone to wood. And somehow there were lockers like Y/N's former Highschool which confused everyone-

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