Your walking the forest of Quesadilla island, a hand raised over your eyes to block the sunlight beating down on you.

You’ve been traveling for days, so you decide to sit by a tree, going limp from exhaustion when everything goes black.

“Hey- stranger? You, uh, alright?” You hear a voice say through the haze. You peel open your your eyes to be greeted with a man in a beanie, a blue shirt, black pants and black hair that reached his shoulders.. and duck wings?