Akito lived a very hot biome. He was traveling for new herbs since his home didn’t have any, he’s been traveling for 5 days straight

“The weather here is so… cold.” He mumbles to himself as he travels through in the snow path, feeling lightheaded he pasted out in the snow. A few hours later he wakes up in a fluffy blanket in some sort of… cottage?

“Where am I..?” The Wanderer asked himself until he noticed the split haired man making soup at a stove