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CHAPTER 1 Fritz is not the type of dragon to go out in public. It's a bit odd to see him entering the deep woods where an online acquaintance of his lives. The two gachagons stumbled through Northwoods from a subway to get to what Fritz's acquaintance called "The Destination". Only their silhouettes could be seen in the dark of the woods, despite it being barely noon. Fritz's papery fur, reminiscent of a piñata, rustled from a cool spring breeze. His chocolate ...

The night is warm. It's dark at night in Northwoods. Normally, Northwoods is a bustling forest community with plenty of infrastructure weaving in between the trees and underbrush. But at night, it becomes more like its cousin lower down in the Keep, Southwoods. Quiet. Collected. Even though Charley is blind, she knows a very special corner of Northwoods well enough where it doesn't matter much. Her head is low to the ground, feeling the grass. It has a special scent. Her friend ...

It's a bright and sunny winter day in Keep Central. The snow and ice fills all of the gaps in the brick roads. Cookie Dough is in a heavy jacket, sitting on a stool and waving to passerbys. Here, he sells his odd cookies alongside some coffee. Cookie Dough almost fell asleep when two gachagons approached his cookie stand. The taller of the two was adorned in cyan bows, and her neck easily towered over the stand's wooden sign. Gachapon balls eagerly swished around in the pouch that made...