you wake up in a grass field and theres an olden day looking windmill but looks new and in the distance there’s a village that looks like it came straight out of a magic RPG game it’s one of those olden day villages that are made out of cobblestone and wood and the streets are thriving with all sorts of people ranging from elves orgs humans dwarfs

Brooklyn: huh you don’t look like you’re from around here..

Katakawa: Oo new friend yay yay yay

Brooklyn: calm down Katakawa let them breathe.