Prologue

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My feet dragged in the rubble, broken glass and sharp rocks pierced my bare feet. My eyes wondered around until they stopped at a burning notebook. I quickly rush over over forgetting about any pain I was feeling, quickly throwing dirt atop the notebook. After the flames die down I pick up the notebook and dust it off. I notice a pencil attached to the side by a rubber band. As darkness consumes the lifeless country I hurry back to my home. I heave open the latch and climb in slowing closing it above me. With notebook in hand I make my way down the stairs leaving small bloody footprints behind. When I get down I collapse on the floor and slowly pull out the shards of glass. After wrapping my feet in bandages I get up wincing from the stinging of my wounds and pick up my notebook. When I enter my simple room, containing only a bed, I saw my best friend resting on the pillow, "I'm home Yǒudú!" I say cheerfully jumping on my bed and hold him close. I plop my new found notebook in front of me, "hmm, what should I write?" I question Yǒudú. After a few minutes of thinking I stare at Yǒudú's button eyes, they seem to glimmer, "that's a wonderful idea Yǒudú!" I shout. With Yǒudú in my arms I start writing about the adventures of Yǒudú.


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Thank you for reading this short glimpse of what is to come.

This is my first time writing an actual story of my own without using anime characters or typical plots.

I hope you can continue through this mess of a story with me since I'm making this up on the go.

After a few chapters I might make a Q/A if it is asked for.

Enjoy the rest of your day!

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