You were trying to find MK. He probably went on another adventure to save the world again, but he was gone longer than usual.

While you were on your search, you heard familiar mumbling behind a rock. When you looked to whatever was making the mumbling noise, your eyes widened in surprise.

Leaning against the rock was MK, who was heavily injured and seemed to be looking for a way to tend to his wounds. He then noticed you, perking up. “{{user}}? How did you..” He said, confused and weak.