#korro lore

[mochi-kiks]

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☆ Korro lore ☆

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The next couple days with this man was…weird. But calming in a sense. His name was Jackson, and he was retired. He used to be an antique seller. No wonder he had so much old china and decor.

He never spoke often, though he always made sure Korro would eat properly. Lots of protein. He had lots of meat stocked up in his freezer.

“Jackson…sir, where did you get so much meat? What kind is it?”

Korro asked one day. Curious.

“Ah- well I like to go hunting. It’s peaceful, and I don’t have to waste a bunch of money on a poor piece of steak or some over processed jerky when I can do it myself for better prices.”

Korro didn’t seem surprised. He did have a couple dear skulls on the wall.

“I’ve went hunting before, it seems a bit dull doesn’t it? Though I get the appeal..”

“Eh, I like how calming it can be. Not much bothers me around in these woods.”

Korro nodded softly. Taking a bit of the scrambled eggs and sausage patties he made. She couldn’t disagree. The meat tasted better than the stuff in the groceries.

The longer Korro stayed in the small yet dull house, she learned the rules quickly. I mean, they were decently easy. Don’t enter his bedroom or the closet. No Tv past 9pm. Don’t cook a meal and leave the dishes. Some basic things, even though it seemed a bit childish with the no tv, but Korro knew Jackson went to bed by 9. So perhaps he needed pure silence to sleep. Though, the, never go in the basement rule, well. Korro knew curiosity killed the cat.

Yet, one night, at 1 in the morning. She found herself at the basement door, contemplating. Was she really going to?

Ultimately she didn’t. Walking back to her room. Yawning a bit as she curled up…the room she stayed in felt cramped…yet homely in a sense. Though a bit too childish for her, how could she complain? Jackson had given her a place to stay, fed her, made her life no longer a living hell from job to job. She could finally relax…

Weeks past, and she’s finally healthy again, no longer sluggish or hungry. She even started taking laps around the house, pruning around the house, and caring for the lawn and cleaning the house.

“What are you up to now kid?”

“Hm? Oh, I’m deep cleaning the cabinets”

Jackson watched from the door of the kitchen.

“You’re quite the energetic thing huh?

This was about the average interaction now. Yet she spoke up again.

“…I was thinking, could you help me get a job, I, feel like I’m leaching off of you at this point and-“

Jackson cuts her off quickly. Almost stern.

“No, no you’re not a Leach Korro. And why a job, I think it’s quite nice to have company. No need to worry about such”

“Well- I- don’t want to have to ask you for money if I want something…and staying in your home rent free feels like I’m practically wor-“

“Do not finish that sentence young lady.”

Jackson spoke even more stern-fully. She hadn’t heard him speak this way before. And instantly looked down.

“I-I’m sorry…”

The next thirty minutes was just him scolding her. A whole lecture about how she should appreciate what he’s gifting her. And how she’s anything but a parasite. Reassuring, but out of character. She’s never experienced him being so forceful about a subject…but she relented that thought to the back of her head.

Weeks went on and it was the same. Her asking about finding a job, getting declined. And her cleaning and essential finding anything to do to cure her boredom. Once again, late at night. She found herself standing at the basement. She explored most the house. All but the bedroom, closet…and the basement. The bedroom and closet she understood privacy. But the basement? Why? Was that where he would butcher and for and skin the deer he hunted? Was it just a mess? Did he simply keep the rest of his old antiques there?

Curiosity was killing her.

So….she reached above the door to grab the key. Unlocked the door, and opened it. The door gently creaking as she pushed it open. The steps down were dark, of old red wood. Yet it was completely dark down there. So silently…and step by step snuck down. Squinting her eyes to just barely see the next step. She should have brought a flashlight.

As she got to the bottom of the stairs. She felt the wall, finding the light switch…and switched it on.

What she found horrified her

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Do you guys even like Korro lore or is she better being just a silly? Either way I’m posting it more for myself. But I do hope it’s at least interesting to you guys. ❀(*´◡`*)❀

And yes, CLIFF HANGER ψ( ` ∇ ´ )ψ

[thedevilscarnival]

purple guy mutual

fuck yes 

[artistdove]

Sky oc lore. Korro meets a very old friend, but does he remember her? Meet Altair, Korro’s first friend she made in sky when she was a moth years ago.

[mochi-kiks]

Oh Korro my Korro

Once again at it with more Korro lore. I love her so much, and god it’s so easy for me to make story on story about Korro and Jackson that I even made this one right after to tie it all in more. Like, how could I not.

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As she turned the lights on…she saw it.

Several people. Hung on butcher hooks. Gutted. Some missing limbs, others, missing eyes, teeth, tongue….korro had to look away. She began dry heaving as she faced the wall. The color in her face had drained.

“What…what the fuck..”

She couldn’t even comprehend it all as she turned back to see a bit. A couple freezers were down here too…that wasn’t deer meat, oh god-

She dry heaved again. Trying desperately not to puke. In a hurry she turned off the light, and walked upstairs. Safely shutting and re-locking the door. As she ran to the bathroom, and began to hurl. Her stomach twisted in knots.

As she puked, Jackson had woken up and walked to the bathroom to see her sick.

“Oh sweetheart, are you okay kiddo?”

He walked behind her and gently pulled her hair out of her face. And gently rubbed her back. Yet she could only keep puking.

“That’s it, get it out hun… it’s alright…”

She couldn’t find much comfort in what he did. As she couldn’t even look at him. Even as she finished puking, she shook softly. Lying to the bathroom floor and curl up.

“Korro, kiddo? What’s wrong? Is your stomach upset? Do you want some medicine?”

He sat down. Speaking softly. As he gently laid her head into his lap. All she could do was give a weak nod. Closing her eyes.

“Alright, we can do that. Do you wanna lay here for a bit first?”

Korro only nodded again. Jackson blissfully unaware that she went downstairs. To the basement. And thank god he didn’t catch on. Korro knew if he found out she saw, she would be next…

After a while of laying on the floor and taking some medicine. He was sitting down on her bed, while her head laid once again in his lap. Jackson’s hand gently rubbed her back.

“Poor dear, do you think it was something you ate? You were fine before bed…”

Korro nodded again. She just had to play it off right…

“Hm…would you like some rice? Maybe oatmeal to help settle you down? Or is food too much for you right now?”

“…too much…”

She spoke hoarsely. Curling up more. Yet as she looked at her hands. The tips of her fingers, now to her mid finger, were black. Why…everything was too much.

Jackson though, took notice of her fingers, and gave a soft smile and gently took her hand into his. All so suddenly…

“Did ya know that this is you becoming something more? You’re always so sweet and helpful, your just like a little puppy”

There was a glint that entered his eyes as he spoke that last word. Yet he spoke so softly. And confused. Korro spoke…

“What…? It’s…been happening since I was a kid…what..what do you mean..?”

Her hoarse voice spoke softer. As if she almost dreaded the answer she would get.

“Well, you’re a pet, little one. I guess that’s why I was so inclined to help you. You were so small and helpless when I found you…I couldn’t just leave you to suffer any longer.”

If she didn’t look ill before, she did now.

“I…I’m not a pet…I’m a person…”

“Oh silly girl, you can be a person and a pet ya know”

He pet her and chuckled.

“Trust me, plenty of people have gone through the same. You’ll be alright kiddo. I promise..”

His words contradicted what she saw…yet still she was inclined to give in…he never hurt her..even with all the chances he had…she felt she had no other choice than to trust his intentions…

Even if her mind was telling her otherwise, her body laid there. As she curled up more. His hand gently petting her.

“Don’t you worry your precious head. We can get you more situated tomorrow when your feeling better”

Something about the way he said that, filled Korro with dread.

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I genuinely can’t get these two out of my head. Thoughts and feelings so far? (・`ω´・)

[mochi-kiks]

Korro’s first master

Before I post more Korro lore, I wanted to show you this man. Her old master, whom I love the design of. (๑>ᴗ<๑)

I made this design a bit ago. But I wanted to share a sketch I just did at work. Cause the other drawings would spoil the project I’m working on. ( ू•⌄• ू )✧

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By the way, his name is Jackson. Don’t worry I didn’t forget.

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What are your thoughts on him so far?

[mochi-kiks]

♡ Hello Everynyon ♡

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I wanted to make a compilation of Korro’s lore for everyone (but also myself). Plus I just think life is easier this way. Cause why should we have to constantly scroll through posts to find this. I did my best to mostly keep this in order of timeline for her.

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Voice Claims:

Korro- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/775813743526494208/korros-voice-claim

Jackson- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/775814060943032320/jacksons-voice-claim

Backstory:

Childhood- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774934406256377856/new-korro-lore-just-dropped

Teenage years- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/775093540149690368/korros-got-more-lore

Her first master- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/775672986780024832/more-more-more

Feeling ill- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/775682811165310976/oh-korro-my-korro

The incident- coming soon

Back to the forest- coming soon

First meetings:

Randal- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341803015110656/randal-and-korros-first-meeting

Luther- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341787883028480/luther-and-korros-first-meeting

Sebastian- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341823752716288/sebastian-and-korros-first-meeting

Nyen- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341811016761344/nyen-and-korros-first-meeting

Nyon- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341817401556992/nyon-and-korros-first-meeting

Nana- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341830446841856/nana-and-korros-first-meeting

Carpet kitty- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774341838077411328/carpet-kitty-and-korros-first-meeting

Dreamworld:

Introduction to dream Korro- https://www.tumblr.com/mochi-kiks/774895243374051328/dream-world-korro-slays-change-my-mind

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♡ I’ll do my best to update often ♡

[mochi-kiks]

Korro’s got more lore!!!

I truly love writing about Korro, and the longer I do the more I enjoy writing in depth. Even though I suck at writing. I enjoy this far too much to stop.

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The older she got, the more she grew exhausted. The last couple years on her own have been hell. From bus stop to bus stop, job to job, and still she ended up sleeping in a tent.

Each morning was the same routine, stop at a gas station with a shower, get breakfast, and go from job to job working. Then go back to her little tent exhausted, yet she was more content doing this then when she was back in that hell hole of a town.

As she continued day after day with the same routine, she found her body changing in weird ways. Not the normal girl hormone issues…but the tip of her fingers grew darker, her teeth sharper, and her hair grew lighter in reds. Day by day she grew concerned for the changes…

Till an older man at the gas station stopped her as she was about to grab a package of jerky.

“Excuse me little Miss.”

His voice was low yet somehow warm and comforting. As Korro turned around she tall a tall man, though with a kind face. He looked like he was in his late 40’s early 50’s maybe.

“Are you doing alright? You seem thin and ill. Would you like a ride to the hospital..? Maybe a meal?”

Korro paused…was this man being nice or trying to traffic her? Take advantage of her…? Before she answered back, the older man took out a bit of cash and gently handed it to her.

“Here, I realize how creepy it is to say ‘I’ll give you a ride’. Just make sure you eat something good for ya tonight.”

And with that he left….korro felt weird…and day after day she would see him at the same gas station. And day after day she grew to knew the man. He was always so…fatherly…something she never felt, never knew she wanted…

And one day. She broke. She wanted to go to the hospital. To finally get the proper care she needed. And so when she took the man’s offer to go to the hospital….well…

While in his car, he had simply hummed, the radio not working in his old car. But the further he drove, more tired Korro got. Not getting proper sleep had broke her a bit. And the calming drive and soft sounds had put her to sleep…

When she woke up, she found herself…in a small room. A small star nightlight in the far end of the room…the bed was small…but comfortable. Lavender scented grey comforters covered her, the soft silk covered pillows…and even a little stuffed rabbit was in the bed beside her…she felt like a little kid again seeing this. But grew concerned and scared now…

She was in the man’s house- speaking of the devil, he walked in, the door creaking open and the light from the hallway poured in. Showing the room more. A nice closet, small desk, and blanket bun to the side. And a soft circle carpet at the end of the bed..

“Hello hun, you feeling alright?”

“….where am I…we were supposed to go to the hospital…”

Korro spoke in fear. She knew she shouldn’t have trusted this stranger…

“Oh, well when I saw you were asleep, I knew it would be easier for you to sleep properly first. So I just called over a nurse to check on you.”

Korro seemed skeptical…but he..hadn’t hurt her yet…scared, she wanted to believe that he wouldn’t hurt her. So getting out of bed, she quietly walked over, as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t worry darlin. Ain’t no one gonna hurt you.”

He sighed. “You remind me of my late daughter… also so independent… come on now. I made eggs and toast for ya. Let’s get you a proper meal.”

Well…Korro definitely appreciated the meal. Not like the cold and mildly unpleasant meals she got from gas stations. And as promised, a nurse did visit. Finding Korro surprisingly healthy, just a bit malnourished with the lack of proper nutrition. She recommended a protein based diet and some vitamins…

“Korro, little one. Would you wanna stay here for a while? So you can heal yourself properly..?”

That, was the question that started this all…When did we ever introduce ourselves… Right as her fingertips started to turn more black.

How did he know my name.

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Oh my Korro, my sweet Korro. (o´ω`o)

[mochi-kiks]

♡ Korro Loves Bread ♡

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I’ll try to actually update her lore sometime within the next week, I promise I’ll get there. That, and to actual make digital pieces.

My left eye is slowly getting more and more blind and blurry so I’ve been struggling to draw a bit. Do bear with me, please. (｡•́︿•̀｡)

[mochi-kiks]

♡ Wife Stealer Real ♡

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Y’all. Who’s all in the harem? I wanna make a silly animation over this. Drop y’all’s oc’s. ψ( ` ∇ ´ )ψ

@kokorozizoo @creammomo so far here’s the official harem. ☆⌒(≧▽​° )

Don’t worry, I’m working on more Korro lore. It’s just taking a while to get right. This is just my silly side project (I’m procrastinating).

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[mochi-kiks]

NEW KORRO LORE JUST DROPPED

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Korro lore just dropped.

Tw: mild abuse and violence

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As a young girl raised in a strict Mormon family, she often found herself hiding away. Silent and closed off compared to her now lively and happy self. Scared of her family and of the religion she was raised with.

Fear mongering was very common in this household. “You’ll go to hell for that”. She heard often. From anything from dropping a plate, to wanting to cut her hair. Korro found herself terrified. ‘Will I go to hell for this?’ She would ask to herself often. Every action she did she questioned it. ‘Would god see this as okay?’ Korro often found herself constantly anxious.

Her family dynamic was always one of chaos. 4 older brothers. And they always found a way to mess with her. From leaving rotten onions under her bed, to pushing her in the mud on the way to school. Small, and mild inconveniences at most…though they often took it too far. As she often ended up sick, hurt, or straight up in desperate need of a hospital visit. Though that never happened. Not in this family. Her mother always very overbearing and scolding. While her father mostly absent. Off working and busy with her brothers.

“We’re not made of money. Walk it off.” Was ingrained into her very soul.

In middle school she was known as Eyeless. That’s it. Obviously kids weren’t very good at insults. Though it did bring her down. She found herself upset often. Though knowing better. Always stayed silent. Hiding in her fantasy world of books she got from the library. Finding the history books the most interesting.

A couple days before she exploded, she was walking home. Silently as she walked home. A couple students stalked behind her. Snickering and laughing quietly behind as they trailed closely. Hearing them she turned around, confused as to why they weren’t going down the usual route.

She made a terrible mistake, as one of the students had grabbed her.

“You know, for a weirdo, you never do anything good do you huh? I’m curious”

Another student spoke up, walking closer.

“Yeah! I wonder, how deep is that eye cavity huh?”

The third student walked up to her, holding a sharpened pencil in his hand. And bringing it up.

“Hey take her bandage off, I wanna see how far we can stick a pencil up there.”

He said with a cruel grin, as the first student who held her arm, tore the bandage off, leaving that sticky bandage residue around her eye. Or more, missing eye. As the third student held the pencil up. And slowly stuck it deeper and deeper into her eye.

The incident leaving her eye cavity leaking blood, and her one eye in tears. As she silently trailed home. Sniffling as blood and tears poured down her cheeks.

When she walked through her home door, she took her shoes off. As her mother was turned around washing dishes.

“You won’t be getting dinner tonight Korro, you know the house rules. If you’re late home your portion goes to the others. Same as everyone else.”

Korro only sniffled. As her mother turned around… her eyes softened and she gently brought Korro to the washroom.

“…let me clean you up sweetheart…then you can have some rice…”

Her mother spoke softly. Now gently cleaning her wound. If only she cared this much for her all the time, Korro thought to herself…

When her brothers heard about this, it was a bit unexpected. As the next day at school, they all ended up getting suspended for beating up three students. Her home life wasn’t all bad. She thought.

The longer this year went on though, the worse her mentality got. Day after day she felt with the same issues, came home hungry. Went to bed hungry. Studied to do her best, only got decent grades…

This day however…she broke.

As she sat in History class, she was writing down notes before class had started. A girl sitting behind her began to speak snicker quietly to the other classmates. Before quickly ripping off Korro’s bandage.

This was her final straw. As uncharacteristically, Korro got up from her desk, turned around. And grabbed the girl. The class was in shock as they witnessed Korro pick this girl up, who was almost twice here size, and slam her into the desk in-front of her.

“WHY! WHY! DO YOU HATE ME?! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU! I HOPE YOU DIE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!”

Korro would begin to repeat herself and scream out. As the teacher quickly ran to them and pulled Korro off the now sobbing and crying girl, who still held Korro’s bandage in her hand.

In Korro’s angry haste, she left her bag, and ran out of the school. Running….and running…and running…till soon she was out of town, and walking down the wooded forest that surrounded her town.

With not a couple dollars, from selling strawberries at the farmers market, in her pocket… she stopped at the bus stop a couple miles out. Making her way out of state.

Not once has she ever regretted her decision.

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Y’all enjoy Korro lore? Not the sad stuff? Oops ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Nah for real, I wanted to cry writing this about my poor baby Korro, but she needed character development!! (ಥ﹏ಥ)

[artistdove]

New character sheet for my Sky kid/skysona cuz I don’t like the old one. I’ve been waiting to have most of the cosmetics that fit my preference for this and I finally have cat ears (OWO). I will note that this is just their default appearance, so I may draw them looking completely different cuz I want freedom.

Korro/Dove. Genderfluid. 11 stars.

Mini bio: Solo kiddo that loves to explore and fly around the various realms. If possible, helps any sky kid in need of assistance when roaming. Enjoys doing her daily routines first and then chilling or having fun.

Extra info below cut (may add/update but rarely)

Born on Isle. Technically, born before any season but would be considered a Season of Performance moth cuz that was my first season. So for lore, they had dreams of exploring some of the realms while in the Stars before coming to the Kingdom.

Dog in a cats body though still behaves like a cat. Her more steroetypical cat side will come out if frustrated/scared/lonely/alone. 

Frustrated results in a decrease in corporation along with self doubt or isolation/dissociation. Lashing out is rare (verbally mostly/ physical is at limit). 

Scared is either fight or flight. 

Lonely/alone = introvert energy

Aspects:

Great Navigator; Knows every location fo anything in Sky

Glitcher; still learning new ones 

Easily distracted and very curious but will return if with others

Focus driven when a goal is set or decided, whic makes it difficult to pull away from a set line of focus

Solo kiddo so they become slow or confused when in a group. Really used to being around 3 people max (usually close friends or well acquainted kiddos than strangers)

Krill dodger and crab abuser. Will consume and mess with both, but crab is main target for harassment

Grinder and Ubers often

Cannot stay still must at least move some part of their body

Does anything to remain unbored. I.e. play the piano, skate around, swim, let cat yeet them, and much more.

Eden:

Before, very cautious. Now, bolder

Always wears chibi mask when traversing Eden

Either glitches or does the actual route depending if going solo or with a group

Knows every statue location and safe spots though safe spots may only work for shorter kiddos

Large supply of recharge potions

Assist anyone when doing normal route and back track to retrieve another player if able to

Main appearance: Altered modest dancer combined with default shirt/ Pink cape/ Modified Cat hair/ Modest dancer mask/ Height 12 or 13 (slightly above chibi)/ Damaged tail due to krill/ Tuxedo cat-like body patterns with a bird-like shape near chest light/ Mainly cat aspects with the full cat form being just for fun or maybe emergency

Favorite Props: Feline Familiar (patched up ), Piano, and Umbrelle. Familiar was found during sky 3rd anniversary as a plush in slight disrepair. It activated once Mischief came. It won’t hurt kiddos, but will if provoked enough or Korro is hurt. If kiddos want to be yeeted, it will obliged.

[artistdove]

Sky oc angst/potential angst lore in a single image. I may draw them happy most of the time, but they got issues still （；^ω^).

Ocs: Korro, Altair, and Mana. Haven't drawn much for the last two but hope to when I got more free time

[artistdove]

I just remembered I still have a somewhat lore comics of Korro and Altair and another kid...idk when the frick I'll finish those

[thedevilscarnival]

secret korro lore under the cut

the reason i have such a visceral hatred of fandom is that i was one of the mods on a fake jojo kin blog for like 3 months and the ensuing drama tanked my mental health so bad that getting a dm triggers Major Panic 

[kokorozizoo]

KORRO'S LORE DROP GUYS (≧▽≦)

Korro’s got more lore!!!

I truly love writing about Korro, and the longer I do the more I enjoy writing in depth. Even though I suck at writing. I enjoy this far too much to stop.

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The older she got, the more she grew exhausted. The last couple years on her own have been hell. From bus stop to bus stop, job to job, and still she ended up sleeping in a tent.

Each morning was the same routine, stop at a gas station with a shower, get breakfast, and go from job to job working. Then go back to her little tent exhausted, yet she was more content doing this then when she was back in that hell hole of a town.

As she continued day after day with the same routine, she found her body changing in weird ways. Not the normal girl hormone issues…but the tip of her fingers grew darker, her teeth sharper, and her hair grew lighter in reds. Day by day she grew concerned for the changes…

Till an older man at the gas station stopped her as she was about to grab a package of jerky.

“Excuse me little Miss.”

His voice was low yet somehow warm and comforting. As Korro turned around she tall a tall man, though with a kind face. He looked like he was in his late 40’s early 50’s maybe.

“Are you doing alright? You seem thin and ill. Would you like a ride to the hospital..? Maybe a meal?”

Korro paused…was this man being nice or trying to traffic her? Take advantage of her…? Before she answered back, the older man took out a bit of cash and gently handed it to her.

“Here, I realize how creepy it is to say ‘I’ll give you a ride’. Just make sure you eat something good for ya tonight.”

And with that he left….korro felt weird…and day after day she would see him at the same gas station. And day after day she grew to knew the man. He was always so…fatherly…something she never felt, never knew she wanted…

And one day. She broke. She wanted to go to the hospital. To finally get the proper care she needed. And so when she took the man’s offer to go to the hospital….well…

While in his car, he had simply hummed, the radio not working in his old car. But the further he drove, more tired Korro got. Not getting proper sleep had broke her a bit. And the calming drive and soft sounds had put her to sleep…

When she woke up, she found herself…in a small room. A small star nightlight in the far end of the room…the bed was small…but comfortable. Lavender scented grey comforters covered her, the soft silk covered pillows…and even a little stuffed rabbit was in the bed beside her…she felt like a little kid again seeing this. But grew concerned and scared now…

She was in the man’s house- speaking of the devil, he walked in, the door creaking open and the light from the hallway poured in. Showing the room more. A nice closet, small desk, and blanket bun to the side. And a soft circle carpet at the end of the bed..

“Hello hun, you feeling alright?”

“….where am I…we were supposed to go to the hospital…”

Korro spoke in fear. She knew she shouldn’t have trusted this stranger…

“Oh, well when I saw you were asleep, I knew it would be easier for you to sleep properly first. So I just called over a nurse to check on you.”

Korro seemed skeptical…but he..hadn’t hurt her yet…scared, she wanted to believe that he wouldn’t hurt her. So getting out of bed, she quietly walked over, as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t worry darlin. Ain’t no one gonna hurt you.”

He sighed. “You remind me of my late daughter… also so independent… come on now. I made eggs and toast for ya. Let’s get you a proper meal.”

Well…Korro definitely appreciated the meal. Not like the cold and mildly unpleasant meals she got from gas stations. And as promised, a nurse did visit. Finding Korro surprisingly healthy, just a bit malnourished with the lack of proper nutrition. She recommended a protein based diet and some vitamins…

“Korro, little one. Would you wanna stay here for a while? So you can heal yourself properly..?”

That, was the question that started this all…When did we ever introduce ourselves… Right as her fingertips started to turn more black.

How did he know my name.

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Oh my Korro, my sweet Korro. (o´ω`o)