An unexpected idea in the form of Phighting x Blocktales (player gets isekaie, mb slight Swordplayer but idk）
You were sitting by the bench, watching Sword and Rocket practice on the unfortunate dummies. They called you so that you could evaluate their new techniques and maybe give some advice.
It's been a long time since you came to this world after a battle with a Mysterious Figure, and you won, but you died after being cursed by the swords you carried in your system. And here, these curses remained, as if mocking you, but they did not harm you. As if as a reminder. Zuka took you under his care (when you get spawned, damn it, you looked like you'd survived a lot of wars) along with Rocket, and so you became a family.
But still, during the breaks, you were looking for a way back to Robloxia, ignoring the pain in your heart.
"Hey! What do you think?! I did my finisher with some new techniques!!» Sword enthusiastically came up to you, looking at you with hope.
Oh, and you didn 't see it, sitting too deep in your thoughts.
You smiled nervously, holding up your hands.
«Y-yes! It was wonderful-»
«You didn't look, did you?" he cuts you off, already looking sad. He sighed, sitting down next to you. Rocket was still training. «You've been sitting in your thoughts lately. Is everything okay?"
You pursed your lips, sighing. He might look a little naive, but he wasn't stupid. He always knew you well, it was even creepy sometimes.
"It's okay.. I'm just thinking what advice to give Boombox. I discussed this with him recently, and it didn't get out of my head.» You lied.
Sword raised his eyebrows, looking at you in disbelief. He might take up time with Rocket in Phighting, but he thought you wouldn't dare get to know someone given your quiet nature.
«I'm glad you've made another friend!" He lifted your hands, squeezing them. «You've been looking so lonely lately, I'm worried. Zuka talked about it too, but for some reason he didn't dare discuss it with you."
Your heart sank. You were bothering your father. Again. You're an idiot.
You're a hero. You have to look solid.
Not a weakling. Not a whiner.
Maybe you should visit Boombox now. Talk to him about it. Unlike the others, he knew who you were. He was your confidant.
"I have to go." You stood up, shaking the dust off yourself. Sword looks disappointed, although he restrains himself. Rocket came up to you, looking at you in disbelief.
"What do you mean? What about the tips-" your brother asks, taking off his glasses. Sword immediately cuts it off.
"Did I ask you something that made you uncomfortable??! I'm sorry!" he stood up, trying to hold you.
"No, you shouldn't. It's not your fault, I just need to go to Boombox." both inphernals are looking at you with restrained eyes. Rocket just nodded, as if he expected this answer.But Sword looked sad.
The road to Boombox is short, because you often flew in your thoughts. Already at his door, you knocked on the door. He opened it and smiled when he saw you.
"Oh, man! Glad to see you, how are you?!" he let you through, forcing you to enter. His apartment looked.. in a mess, but you weren't surprised, knowing that he's always busy playing music instead of cleaning the apartment.
"It's nothing special.. I just need to think about going home.. I'm taking too long here." You said softly. Boombox frowned worriedly, inviting you to sit on the couch.
“Do you really need to fight with SFOTH? Like they're gods here.." he scratched the back of his head, looking thoughtfully at your face. "I don't doubt your strength, dude, considering that in your previous life you literally fought with god and many very strong dudes.»
"Oh,» you thought. "He's worried. No wonder, swords are really gods here, but I still wanted them no matter what, right? They are the keys to the road home»
You took his hand, making him sigh. Boombox is a wonderful friend and probably the most pacifistic inphernal you've ever met. He's your friend. Best friend.
“Don't worry. I can handle it.. I need to get ready. Please just be with me." That's the only thing you're asking. His company on the way home.
You will definitely return to Robloxia. To friends, to Shedletsky. It doesn't matter that you leave your family and friends in this world.
Your heart aches. Is it really your grief or the effect of Darkheart?
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