Whitebark Stream The blurred world is filled with dust

One moment he’s enveloped in the darkness of a familiar void and the next—pop!—suddenly thrusted into the world. It’s spacious and cold and overwhelming; nothing like the comfortable womb. Toshi tried to cry, but some sort of case wrapped around his body, thus muffled the wines. This place sucked. He was forced here against his will and he couldn’t even complain about it!

Just as he was about to dub the world as the worst place to ever exist, something amazing happened. He was freed from his case and guided to a much warmer spot. It wasn’t as nice as the womb, but hey it was something. It went from mediocre to the absolute best thing when he discovered what milk was. Once he took a sip he couldn’t stop. Soon he’d be drunk from the stuff. And just when he thought things couldn’t get any better, someone else joined him. They provided some extra warmth and company. To top it all off, the brothers were shielded from the cold by the bartender.

Alright, he had to admit this place wasn’t half bad.