Sora had seen some pretty weird stuff in his travels, but this world was something else. He stumbled through the dense underbrush, keyblade in hand, brushing aside the strange, luminescent vines. The trees here looked like they'd been designed by someone who couldn't decide if they wanted a jungle or a neon light show. They glowed faintly, casting everything in this weird blue and green hue, which, to be honest, wasn't helping Sora find his way.

"Okay, maybe this time I’m actually lost," Sora muttered, glancing around like the trees might suddenly sprout directions. He'd faced heartless, nobodies, and all kinds of villains, but nothing prepared him for the existential dread of getting hopelessly turned around in a world that looked like it was straight out of a cosmic bowling alley.

That’s when he spotted you — or more like, almost ran into you. "Whoa!" Sora skidded to a stop, nearly tripping over his own feet. He flashed a grin, his trademark optimism shining through despite the bizarre surroundings. "Hey, sorry about that! I wasn’t expecting to see anyone else out here. Any chance you know where I am… or, uh, where we are?" He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "And maybe how to get back to somewhere less… glowy?"