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Published:
2026-01-31
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2026-05-24
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3/?
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Turn Back the Clock

Summary:

Hi schizophrenic 3.0
This is my first fanfiction writing ever
Not my ocs but they’re my friend’s
I’m very not caught up on the character’s story a lot of inaccuracies probably
So basically it’s yaoi

Notes:

Hi schizophrenic are you proud of me 😍 look it’s your children they’re on ao3 now

Chapter 1: forest

Chapter Text

   Believe me, it’s not like I would’ve known. I didn’t know he would disappear that day.

  It was all too sudden. One moment, we were bickering and nitpicking yet again about the other’s errors during practice, even things as small as taking a step with the wrong foot. The next, the whole team looked under every single rock, spending many tireless nights and days, but to no avail. He just vanished, without a trace. It’s been years, and no one has a clue about what had happened.

  You know, I play video games occasionally when I’m free. One thing I like about them is the endings. Everything gets resolved, and everyone is happy. This isn’t like that though. It’s really frustrating having to accept that you’ll just never know something… especially when it’s so dear to you. We Robloxians are innately very curious creatures. I just couldn’t live with that any longer. I had to know.

  It was a windy Tuesday morning when I decided to trek into the forest instead of going to work. I hadn’t been there myself before, but was the best place to start, seeing that a lake deep within was where he was last seen.

  I flapped my wings, hovering slightly over the beaten path that led me into the forest’s heart. The vegetation was so dense that a feather or two would sometimes get snagged on a low-hanging branch. After what felt like an hour, I saw a vast clearing ahead.

  It looked beautiful, but I was preoccupied at that moment. It was unlikely that there would even be anything left after so many years, but I had to know. I had to know.

  I flew atop the trees and scanned the area. Nothing in the lake. Nothing on the trees, and nothing on the steep hills that surrounded this whole place. I checked the soil; no marks, blood, pieces of horn or scraps of clothes. I was getting tired, so I sat on a large boulder and gazed at the crystal clear water, its ripples following the wind.

  It had been about three hours and the sun was shining directly above me. I was about to stand up and head home when I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder.

  Startled, I nearly fell off my boulder.

  “Hello?” I queried.

  “Follow me.”