Third Person Pov

How? That was the question. How. Not when. Not why. But how.

So much bullshit happened in one day , she couldn't even believe it. Nazo was siked about her leg recovering and all, but she just wondered, how? How the hell is this even possible? She had no answer to it. For all she knew, no one on this damned planet can tell her how the hell that happened.

All she could do is be amazed. She had to find an answer and a map, quickly. Before more shit got out of control.

Nazo wasted no time at all. She got up, looked around, and started walking. 'There would likely be a chance that I would run into someone.' She thought, but then shook her head. 'And that would be too risky. If it's a fricken bandit or a fricken bear, I'm screwed.'

'My best chance would be to find a pathway and to keep going.' She thought carefully. 'I'll pick up a big ass stick too. Then I'll shove up their ass if they come after me.' She thought, chuckling evilly.

Nazo did that sometimes. She had the incapability to think normally. If she got put in charge of something there would be a possibility that some shit would blow up. There is no safe when Nazo's in charge.

She continued walking, humming softly. She was gonna find those answers even if it killed someone.

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Nazo kept walking, dragging her feet a bit in the process. She walked for 4 hours, taking few breaks here and there. She was hungry, and tired. While she walking, she remembered about that one time she ate some mochi-ice cream and holy fuck... It tastes so good. That shit would practically melt in your mouth.... and oh heavenly ground..... She was hungry.

Nazo sighed, her stomach growling loudly. If it wasn't dying by water it was dying by hunger. 'Geez it gonna take a miracle to get out of this lovely hell hole.' She thought grimly. 'Wait... What's that?'

Stopping in her tracks, she saw a small cabin surrounded by varieties of multi-colored  flowers, shrubs, and trees. 'Woah. Where the H.E. Double hockey sticks did that come from?'

Trudging forward "quietly", she stopped at the nicely carved door. 'Should I knock?What if a serial killer comes out and tries to shank me?!' She panicked internally. With her trusty big ass stick, now known as Kroger, in hand she knock on the door politely.

Pulling her hand back to her side, she stood there anxiously. 'Maybe there's no one home.' She thought, relaxing a bit. 'It feels like one of those cliches where the girl thinks she's okay and then someone opens the door and takes her...' "HOLY FUCK!!!!" She shrieked loudly, dropping Kroger accidentally, and getting pulled roughly into the cabin.

Leaving only a gust of wind blowing silently through the night.

As you can see, right now Nazo is on a journey. Since I have been told to do some Naruto, I'll be getting to that reaaaaal soon. No problem. Please tell me if I'm doing a shitty job. I want to keep improving for future references. Until then I'll keep updating. Yeah.

Bye.