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[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]

I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here.

A weird girl attacked us while I was practicing with Master Van. She sang this song that made us all sleepy (a "fonic hymn", he called it... What's that?). I tried to stop her, but all of a sudden this... incredible power appeared between us, and next thing I knew I woke up here without a shirt on.

I don't see that girl anywhere... She probably ran off. She'd better not be going to attack Master Van again! That girl's got a lot of nerve, barging in on our practice session like that! If I see her again...!

Whatever that power was, it threw me somewhere I'm not familiar with. And it took my shirt and my pants! Now I've got these scratchy white pants, and I'm in the middle of some forest! I don't know how to get back, but I remember Master Van saying that moss grows on the... south side of a tree, so I guess I'll

[The writing suddenly stops. After a moment, the video button is accidentally brushed against as the writer appears to be busy flipping between pages with an ever increasing frown. The writer himself has the exact face and hair color of one Luke fon Fabre, but something seems... different about him. His hair is much longer, and the ends of his hair fade to a blond color, just like his wings, which he has not noticed yet. After a few more seconds of looking at the pages, he clenches his teeth and growls, and that's the last you'll see of him from the journal, because he just threw it aside.]

This isn't even my diary! Dammit, where the hell am I?!

[He gets up and glares off in the distance. And though you can't see him, you can certainly hear him as he yells off in a random direction.]

Hey, girl! Come out here and face up to what you did! You're a Malkuth soldier, aren't you? Are you trying to kidnap me again?! When my father hears that you kidnapped the son of Duke Fabre again, you'll be sorry you even tried attacking us!

...

And what the hell did you put on my arm?!

[He's not talking to anyone in particular. In fact, he really wishes he'd hear a response. He's mostly yelling just to get some kind of answer – even that girl would be nice by now. Luke has no idea where he is, nor how to get back... Maybe she'll know.]

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bratacus! And for the record, the Malnosso healed all his injuries; they were just too lazy to take the cast off. If anyone came to visit him while he was in the clinic, he probably got them to sign their name on it, so. Just a little tidbit.]]

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AND HE SUDDENLY LEANS BACK, one hand defensively in front of his face.]

What the - It really did talk!

[Yikes! Even though Luke's being extremely loud and just as rude, Ven still feels pretty bad.]

Hey, you okay?

No, I'm not fine! First some weird girl tried to attack Master Van, then some weird power appeared between us, now I'm here without a shirt and a stupid cast on my arm! And now this book's talking to me! How am I supposed to be fine?!

Well, when you put it that way, I guess it's pretty tough. I know I'd be upset...

[... Huh. He agreed instead of talking down to him?

...

Well. The harshness of his tone decreases a little, though he's still obviously upset.]

Yeah. And I don't even know where I am, either.

[He remembers something Ventus said... about asking if he remembered. And didn't he say his name?

... He sighs. This happens all the time. But he won't say anything about not remembering him; people always got upset with him if he said anything about it.]

I can help with that!

[Whew, let's see...]

This place is called Luceti. It's [another world--] ...kinda far away.

Luceti...

[Nope, doesn't ring any bells. As expected.]

Did I visit this place when I was a kid or something? Because I don't remember it anymore.

Not exactly. This might sound a little crazy, but you're in a different world now.

... What do you mean "different world"? I'm still in Auldrant, right?

Not exactly. The people here come from all sorts of different worlds. Some're probably from Auldrant, but there's tons of other worlds out there.

... Wait, no! That's impossible! There aren't any other worlds, so I can't be on another one! Those are just in fairy tales!

I'm not making this up, honest! I know it sounds weird, but before I came here, I never even heard of Auldrant.

How could you have not heard of Auldrant?! That's... uuugh!

[And he ruffles both hands through his hair. Uuugh this is so FRUSTRATING.]

Sorry... I didn't mean--

[He winces. How's he supposed to explain this? D:]

But I can't help it. My world's really small compared to a lot of the places I've been. And there's still a bunch of worlds I've never seen.

[He glances at the journal...

Then plops down by it, brings one leg up and rests his elbow on his knee as he looks off to the side. Why does he want to talk to this kid, anyway? Because he dealt with Luke's anger rather than feed it with talking down to him? But here he is.]

I live on Auldrant and I've still never seen it.

Really?

[Whoa. Did he not travel very much?]

How come?

I've been locked inside the manor all my life. I left one time, when I was kidnapped... but I don't remember that. I don't remember any of my childhood. They say it's because I was "traumatized".

But now I can't leave until my coming of age ceremony... This is the first time I've ever been outside of the manor.

[Lost his memories. Locked in one place his whole life and couldn't leave until he was ready.

Lost his memories. Unable to leave his world for four years because he wasn't strong enough.

This deeply resonates with Ven. It reminds him of his own experiences.]

I know what that's like. I lost all my childhood memories, too, and I couldn't leave my home either.

What, you couldn't? Why?

[Suddenly this kid doesn't seem so bad...]

Because I wasn't strong enough, and other worlds were too dangerous.

[He frowns. Ven knows the real reason now, but it's a little more complicated.]

... Yeah. Everyone keeps saying the outside is too dangerous. And... yeah, sure, it's a little annoying, but I still don't want to stay trapped forever!

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