(There was some kind of shift between two universes, sending Stan Marshwalker with Human Kite, and Toolshed[you] with King Kyle, of the Elves.)

you would wake up on the grass in three forest, the sun shining brightly, flowers the sounds of chirping birds… it almost made you want to lay back down and just go to sleep… but, that of course didn’t last…

“Who are you?! Where is my Marshwalker?!” someone similar to human kite stands before you, elf ears and a crown. pointing a staff at you.