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Ah ah ah!
Before we dwell into the real part...
LET'S WATCH SOME SICK INTRO FIRST.
Shall we? ;)
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As Susie and Kris brushed themselves off after their unexpected fall, they were greeted by the arrival of two new figures, Robin and Sunday, who approached them with curious expressions.
"Hello there, travelers!" Robin greeted them with a cheerful smile, her voice carrying a melodic quality.
"I couldn't help but notice you two falling from the sky. Are you alright?"
Susie grinned, her adrenaline still pumping from the excitement of their arrival.
"Oh, we're fine. Didn't even get a scratch."
Robin's eyes sparkled with interest as she observed Kris and Susie, but a hint of confusion flickered across her features as she took in their unusual appearances.
Kris, clad in silver armor with a pink cape draped across their shoulder, and Susie, with lavender-pink skin and plum-colored hair, stood out against the backdrop of Golden Hour.
Sunday furrowed his brow slightly, his gaze flicking between Kris and Susie.
"Forgive me for asking, but you two seem... different from the others here in Penacony. What exactly are you?"
Kris exchanged a quick glance with Susie before responding with a casual shrug.
"Oh, we're just travelers passing through. We're... from a distant land, you could say."
Robin and Sunday exchanged a perplexed glance before deciding to let the matter drop, intrigued by the mystery surrounding Kris and Susie.
"Very well." Robin said with a smile, choosing not to press further.
"If you ever need guidance or assistance during your time in Penacony, don't hesitate to ask. We're here to help."
Intrigued by their offer of assistance, Kris and Susie exchanged a glance before nodding in agreement.
Robin wasted no time in demonstrating her powers, channeling the energy of the dreamscape to tune them to the Harmony.
“It’s a technique that allows you to navigate the dream world more effectively.”
Sunday explained, his voice resonating with wisdom.
“By attuning yourselves to the Harmony, you’ll find that the laws of physics here become more malleable, allowing you to accomplish feats you never thought possible.”
With Robin’s guidance and Sunday’s wisdom, Kris and Susie felt a newfound sense of confidence as they explored their surroundings.
The dream world seemed to shift and bend around them, responding to their newfound understanding of its inner workings.
As they continued their journey through Penacony, they couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders that lay before them,
eager to discover what other secrets this mystical realm held.
As Robin and Sunday bid them farewell, Kris and Susie set off to explore Golden Hour, their senses tingling with anticipation.
The vibrant streets beckoned to them, promising adventure and discovery at every turn.
As they wandered through the bustling thoroughfares, Susie’s keen eyes caught sight of a scuffle up ahead—a girl, surrounded by a group of menacing figures, their faces obscured by shadow.
Without hesitation, Susie stepped forward, her fists clenched in determination.
“Hey, what’s going on here?”
she demanded, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
The leader of the group turned to face them, a sneer twisting his lips.
“None of your business, kids. Just move along.”
But Susie refused to back down, her gaze locking with his in a silent challenge.
“Not until you explain why you’re harassing this girl,dumbass.”
Kris stood beside Susie, their presence a silent but unmistakable show of solidarity.
“Yeah, she’s right. Leave her alone.”
Before things could escalate further, a new figure emerged from the crowd—a man with a disheveled appearance, his eyes weary yet sharp.
He approached with measured steps, his expression unreadable.
“I’m Gallagher.” he said, his voice tinged with fatigue.
“I’m a security officer here in Penacony.
Sorry about the commotion.
We were just trying to apprehend a stowaway, and this young lady fit the description.”
The leader of the group scowled, but begrudgingly nodded in agreement.
With a final warning glance in Kris and Susie’s direction, he and his cronies slunk away into the shadows, leaving the girl alone with her newfound protectors.
Grateful for their intervention, the girl stepped forward, her eyes shining with relief.
“Thank you.” she said, her voice trembling slightly.
“I don’t know what I would have done without you.”
Kris and Susie exchanged a glance, their curiosity piqued by the newcomer’s gratitude.
But before they could inquire further, Gallagher turned to them, a weary smile playing at the corners of his lips.
“Sorry for the trouble.” he said, his tone apologetic.
“But I appreciate your help. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.”
With that, Gallagher nodded in farewell before disappearing into the crowd.
With Gallagher’s departure, the tension in the air dissipated, leaving Kris, Susie, and Firefly standing together in the bustling streets of Golden Hour.
Firefly looked at Kris and Susie, her expression a mix of curiosity and confusion.
“Hey, I couldn’t help but notice...” Firefly began, her voice tinged with curiosity, “but you two seem a little… out of place here in Penacony. What’s your story?”
Again...?
Kris and Susie exchanged a quick glance, their minds racing for a suitable response.
“Oh, we’re just travelers passing through,” Kris said with a casual shrug.
“We’re… from a distant land, you could say.”
Good old excuse...
Firefly raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced by their explanation.
“A distant land, huh? Well, you two certainly stand out, that’s for sure.”
Susie flashed her a charming grin, hoping to deflect any further questions.
“Yeah, we tend to do that.” she replied, her tone casual.
“But hey, enough about us. Let’s focus on you showing around this amazing place!”
Firefly nodded, seemingly satisfied with their answer.
“Sounds like a plan. I'll lead the way!"
And with that, the trio set off once more, their laughter echoing through the streets of Golden Hour as they embarked on their next adventure in the dream world of Penacony.
Their journey eventually led them to the Grand Theater, one of the most iconic landmarks in Penacony.
Its grandeur took their breath away, its towering spires reaching towards the sky like fingers grasping for the stars.
“This is one of my favorite places in all of Penacony.” Firefly said, her voice filled with pride.
“The Grand Theater is where dreams come to life, where performers from all corners of the dream world come to showcase their talents.”
With Firefly as their guide, Kris and Susie stepped inside the theater, their eyes widening at the sight of its opulent interior.
They were welcomed with open arms by the performers and audience alike, swept up in the magic of the moment.
As they watched the performance unfold before them, Kris and Susie couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder and belonging wash over them.
With the trio enjoying their sightseeing and exploring the wonders of Penacony, Kris and Susie found themselves immersed in the vibrant energy of the dream world.
From bustling marketplaces to enchanting gardens, each corner held new surprises and delights.
As they wandered, Firefly led them to a quaint little spot tucked away from the main thoroughfares—a cozy café where locals and travelers alike gathered to relax and unwind.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sweet pastries filled the air, inviting them to take a moment to rest and recharge.
Settling into a corner booth, Kris, Susie, and Firefly shared stories and laughter, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.
But amidst the warmth and camaraderie, a sense of unease lingered in the air—a feeling that they were being watched.
Firefly’s expression grew serious as she leaned in closer to Kris and Susie, her voice lowered to a hushed whisper.
“I don’t want to alarm you, but I’ve noticed someone following us since we first met.”
Kris and Susie exchanged a concerned glance, their senses on high alert.
“Who?” Susie asked, her voice tinged with apprehension.
Firefly hesitated for a moment before nodding towards the entrance of the café, where a lone figure stood in the shadows, watching them with a calculating gaze.
“That man over there...” Firefly said, her voice barely audible over the din of the café.
“I’ve seen him lurking around ever since we arrived in Golden Hour.
I don’t know who he is or what he wants, but something tells me he’s not here to enjoy the scenery.”
Kris and Susie followed Firefly’s gaze, their eyes narrowing as they focused on the mysterious figure.
He was tall and imposing....
Despite his appearance, there was an air of danger about him—an aura of mystery that sent shivers down their spines.
As the figure approached their table, Firefly’s grip tightened on her cup, her eyes locked on him with a mixture of fear and curiosity.
Kris and Susie braced themselves for whatever might come next, their senses on high alert.
The figure stopped in front of their table, his gaze sweeping over Kris, Susie, and Firefly with a silent intensity.
For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, anticipation hanging heavy in the air.
And then, finally, he spoke—a voice smooth as silk, yet laced with a hint of danger.
“Good evening~” he said, his words measured and precise.
“My name is Sampo. I couldn’t help but notice your little gathering here, and I must say, you three seem to have quite the interesting dynamic.”
Kris, Susie, and Firefly exchanged wary glances, unsure of what to make of this mysterious newcomer.