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Lucas

"Alouette, gentile alouette, alouette, je te plumerai."

Lucas sang the last lines of his favorite song when he was a child, reminiscing of the past, and of all the years that have passed. It seemed... almost bittersweet.

Lucas shook his head in all these thoughts. This wasn't the time to fool around, this was a time to defend. Lucas had heard from a special source that plateau was mustering forces and weapons for an all-out battle with canyon, and Lucas wasn't going to let that happen. He remembered a firework come from a nearby island, with large hills. It seemed like a good location to build a fortress. Lucas was looking around, bored and unhappy.

"Why am I even here? I only get soggy bread and soup that tastes like poisonous mushrooms. Magma or even plateau would be a bit better." Lucas walked, then tripped on a pebble. He got up, but his bag fell off. Going to pick his bag up, he spotted something he hadn't noticed before: Binoculars.

"Thanks old bomb-maker." Lucas took out his binocualars and used it to look around. He saw one of the islands, with a farm filled with deers and bucks, next to a  fenced in farm with grapes, apples, carrots... Lucas drooled at the thought. He then recognised it as one of the islands he was on. He decided to call it bento island due it's shape. It had a well, various stone houses now, and walls were being built. It had nice stone paths, and various men on patrol... However, what stood out the most was a large statue of a king, with a chromium and golden crown, holing a blue flag with two frigates in the center, passing each other and facing opposite directions. Behind the frigates was a sword behind a shield, and behind that, a stone tower.

Lucas suddenly knew that plateau was far more dangourous than it seemed. And that there was a reason why they were after him.