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How Did We Get Here?

Summary:

Two peculiar fellows get airdropped into Mustafu Japan circa somewhere in the 2100s. Mildly enjoyable hijinks insue.

Notes:

Ik this is a remake cry (going to the old one is genuinely making me unmotivated so this is my solution)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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     It was a few days before entrance exams for the world's biggest Hero Training Academy would take place, a calm night in March 21XX. Soft clouds adorned the dark desaturated blue of a night sky, the pollution of still on lights fading away as you got into the surrounding woods. Japanese Tit and bush warbler birds rested while small bugs like moths and such awoke to fly free. Near the brim of the forest, where roads were still abundant but not commonly treaded, leading out of town to thicker woods.

 

     It would be on the side of this road that our heroes (debatable) will enter this multiverse.

 

     With a warp of time, and a flash of light and energy, deteriorating to a sizzle and faint glow that revealed two figures. The sparks of energy and light danced across grass and leaves and left blooming flowers in their wake, spreading out to make giant patches of flowers before finally fading out. The night returning to the calm dark.

 

     These figures, one a strong man in full gear and currently knocked out and the other a wiry, thin, and a currently awake tall person of nondescript gender expression with long pronged horns on their head, fell out of place with the local scenery. The tall and awake horned one looked around frantically, placing their one hand on their body as if they didn't believe they had it and needed to reassure themselves. A (speeding) car drove by, scaring the daylights out of the poor newcomer and making them fall over in sudden fear. They then had quiet.

 

     This quiet they used to calm down and make themselves think rationally, they had to do that. They figured there was a better place than on the side of the road, a better place for both of them than on the side of this road, so they went to pick the sleeping one up. Though, they soon found that their limbs felt like glass, unable to pick up anything. They could only barely hold themselves up. Okay. Maybe they could wake the other instead?

 

     They got to doing that, using their weak hand to instead shake the other on their shoulder. That seemed to work well, seeing as the strongman startled awake after a bit of shaking and grabbed their wrist, though quickly letting go once they realized this wasn't the man's room. It was the start of the forest. They looked around frantically like the other had, quickly asking "Uh,, what the fuck?" in a very confused and scared deep and quiet voice. The horned one shrugged, their arm going to their chest.

 

     The newly woken one thought for a moment before getting up, gesturing for the other to get up. "I think I see some city over there, c'mon," he explained, though he didn't need an explanation as the skinny one was already getting up and using their nail as a cane for their weak legs.

 

     And so, the two strangers in a strange land start their journey. Walking to Mustafu Japan in the dead of night. With nothing but the clothes and weapons on their back and in their hand and the inkling that this will be one wild ride.