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[Axel wakes up in a room very much not his own, the one in the World That Never Was, that is, to a loud, dull throbbing that seems to be resonating throughout his whole person. It takes him a moment of lying perfectly still without even drawing breath before he realizes what it is, at which point he sits up suddenly, rests a hand against his chest, then bursts out in hysterical laughter.
Once he settles down, a book, face-down on the bed, catches his eye. It has his name on the front, which he finds a little bit odd. Upon picking it up, Axel turns it over a few times in his hands, finding nothing else strange about it.]
Well that's a little weird.
[To his surprise, the words appear as neat writing on the first page of the journal. Axel frowns at it, though he isn't terribly concerned about what it did there. His primary concern presently is his newly regained heart, along with the fact that he has not a clue where he is and he has no idea what kind of place this is...
Frankly, it's a little overwhelming, thus he choses to think about none of it just yet. One thing at a time, preferably in order of concern. Right now, he has a fucking heart, and it's beating!]
Once he settles down, a book, face-down on the bed, catches his eye. It has his name on the front, which he finds a little bit odd. Upon picking it up, Axel turns it over a few times in his hands, finding nothing else strange about it.]
Well that's a little weird.
[To his surprise, the words appear as neat writing on the first page of the journal. Axel frowns at it, though he isn't terribly concerned about what it did there. His primary concern presently is his newly regained heart, along with the fact that he has not a clue where he is and he has no idea what kind of place this is...
Frankly, it's a little overwhelming, thus he choses to think about none of it just yet. One thing at a time, preferably in order of concern. Right now, he has a fucking heart, and it's beating!]