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A/N; DISCLAIMER. 

Before we start, i would like to set some boundaries, and a disclaimer

I do not own cookie run kingdom, forsaken, i don't own much of the plot either. As well as this is my original work. Posted on another app other than wattpad or a03? (Which is unlikely to be posted up there.) This work was stolen, and i can assure you; This work is owned by @hilalafgg (Or me)

Oh yeah i forgot to state, this book isn't exactly romantic, since im not used to it myself. Do i like reader x canon anyway? Yes. Do i accidentally write romance as puppy crushes when i write chapter books? Yes. So expect little to no romance, though you can see it how you want to. There will be certain scenes where it WILL be romantic, though not the entire book will be based off romance. This is mainly just how i would think wind archer (Or the reader) would be in forsaken, as well as his relationships with the characters.

RULES:

1: No spamming- No, i've never had this happen on my account or books in general, though i've encountered spamming, and it gets annoying, so please do not.

2: No hate speech.: Hate speech is a hurtful thing, such as "kys", or "i hope you get 🍇". I would like for this book to be a safe and enjoyable place for everyone, even if you do not interact. 

3: Conflict.: Like i said above, please do not fight in the comments, since i do want a nice and safe environment. 

4: No hate/ Respect others : I am fairly new at writing, as well as english was never my first language, in which i've only  started to learn english 2 years ago. So please do not hate on my miss spelling/ incorrect sentences,  etc. This also applies to other readers, please be respectful!!! Even if they don't agree with you, or they don't follow the rules above.

5: Proshipping.: Now, this? This is a pretty heavy topic when it comes to forsaken, especially on tiktok. Please do not write anything inappropriate about minor characters, such as pr3ttyprincess, c00lkid, and bluudud (Or just any underage character.) If you do ship those three listed (Romantically with anyone), respectfully please do not read my work. I am against pro shipping/darkshippers/pedophila. 

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His expression twisted in horror. 

In a place where he wasn't meant to be, woken up in a place where he didn't even recognize. In a grassy field, a large building, that seemed as if a castle, a lagrange opening from both sides, left and right, slanted platforms to climb up on the castle, in which, he could barley make out anyone who stood on top of the castle. Cautiously, he gripped his bow, slowly taking the arrows out of his bag, the strap diagonal down his torso. He was tempted to aim at the person. The light arrow with was outlined green was pointed at the ground, anymore movement, he could shoot anyone.

He was in a tense stance, though he didn't attack the person who stood in front of him. He could feel the anxiety and dread pool in his stomach. 

He didn't know where he was, neither who was in front of him. They seemed to be no so confident, shivering and flinching at the smallest movements. Vivid yellow skin, with a blue hoodie, yellow sleeves, green pants, a bloxy cola clenched in their hand as their eyes were wide and afraid.

"W-who a-are you..." The spoke, voice trembling and quiet. 

"I... could ask the same thing. Where are we." He said, you could tell there was no funny business in any way by the tone of is voice, serious and strained, 

"I-i.... I should g-get t-the others...! I'll... B-be right back..." They stuttered, running off to the other direction, opposite of the tower. 

He didn't oblige, looking behind him to check if the other was out of sight. Satisfied by not being able to see them, he started to climb on the ramp to get up onto the castle, making his way up slowly, though cautious with his movements. 

Once on top of the platform, he came closer to the edge, peering over. By that view, he could see a purple.... Somewhat human... Thing chasing a boy, who looked about... 20-28?? The man who was chasing seemed half dead, quite literally, half corpse, the other side..? It was a mask,though he was barely able to see what he looked like. It was as if a jester of some sort, a glowing star on his hand, a crown levitating above his head. He looked quite... Grotesque looking. Eugh...

 Whatever— the man getting chased?. He was yellow skinned, similar to the person who he had met prior; Blonde hair tied into a small ponytail, green eyes wide with fear, a red uniform with black slacks that were flared, a red visor with the words "roblox" on them. He seemed like a worker.

He sighed, aiming his arrow at the purple man, closing one of his eyes to aim more precisely. He let go of the string of his bow and the end of the arrow, shooting at right at the purple guys face, stunning him. He lowered his bow, as the purple man looked around, to suddenly land his non existent eyes on the man who stood on the castle. 

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A new survivor, hmmm? Noli had thought. A new target? 

He somewhat smirked. He placed the star in his hands, swerving them around the star, he looked around, searching for a generator that he could teleport to. He noticed one perched onto the castle. Smiling, he teleported to there, startling the new survivor. The man seemed kind of horrified, but he stayed calm, grabbing an arrow from his bag. It glowed quite bright, he aimed it at Noli, though before he could shoot, a star hit him, which, quite literally, noli threw at him. 

He groaned in pain, feeling the sting of the bomb that was thrown at him, which; It did explode on him as well. He clutched his arm, a large burn mark was burned between his forearm and bicep, he heaved, the air he breathed thick and difficult.

Though, before Noli could hit a stab, the round ended, both his and the new survivors vision slowly dimmed, taking them out of the reality that sat was in front of them. Melting into another.

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Slowly, his vision came back to light, squinting by the brightness of the setting. He could feel the light nudge to his side, probably a foot. He flinched involuntarily, caught off guard by the constant poking with a foot at his side. 

He was on a hard ground, perhaps wood? The ceiling above him as well made off wood. a cabin. He sat up, rubbing his left eye wearily, glancing around to check his surroundings, only to be found with a brown haired man, yellow skin, a white t-shirt wuth the words "BLAME JOHN" in red bold letters, and blue shorts. 

He tilted his head slightly, seemingly dumbfounded. 

"Who... Are you...?" He said, not shakily, though slightly unsettled. Slightly.

 [Name] retracted his hand from his left eye, squinting, finally getting more used to the light. 

"[Name], i would ask the same as we—"

A man interrupted. Or maybe... Another two.

He whistled softly, chuckling.

"He woke up?"  The gray said. Black shades, a crisp suit, headphones, clockwork in specific, and a fedora perched on his head. "I'm chance! The most beloved robloxian in robloxia!"

"Mhm.... I-i guess so.." The one who was nearly hiding behind the male, it was the same person as of before. They had never introduced themselves, running for to find someone, though never came back. "...I forgot to introduce myself before... I-i'm noob..." They said nervously. Were they always this anxious?

Shedletsky didn't answer his question at first, staying silent for a good 10 seconds. 

"Shedletsky."

"Mhm. Could you possibly explain what is going on...?"

"...."

 The silence stretched, no one seemed to want to explain WHAT is going on.

".....?"

The trio glanced at eachother, Chance and Noob giving Shedletsky expectant looks. He groaned, putting a hand over his forehead in exasperation.

"Do i really have toooooo...."

The two nodded in sync, which had caught Shedletsky off guard for a moment, though he sighed, and turned towards [Name].

"Wellllll..... So this place is basically we get pulled into rounds, getting chased by killers with their own abilities. We have about a few hours on the clock until we can leave, which— Consists of... Us getting teleported back here. We have to do generators to reduce time. Though, we have our own abilities. They may seem.... Odd but they're all useful, to us or others.We as well have our own cabins, which is decorated uncannily like our old homes or... Rooms. You'll get the hang of it by the next few rounds, trust me." Shedletsky explained. The explain was pretty whack, but it was easy enough to understand... He guessed. 

"Where do... The cabins come from..?"

"Beats me. They just,,, Spawn in when a new survivor comes in." Wow. What a great answer that was. [Name] though sarcastically, crossing his arms.

"Mhm..." [Name] mumbled. Right. He doesn't have a home. His home was the forest... Ugh.

"Well...! Let's get you to your cabin. I'll introduce you to everyone before the nexts round starts. Though i could.... Ask Elliot to drop off some food." 

'Elliot?— Who was that...?"

Shedletsky led him to a small cabin, big enough for one or two people. Shedletsky waved goodbye, [Name] nodding in response.

He slowly opened the door. A bed with green bed sheets, a beside table lamp, a small kitchen with checkered floors, a living room with a book shelf, a small wooden table with a vase and two wooden chairs. 

Pretty modest, though he wasn't used to living in a cabin. 

The forest was his home. 

Though, he couldn't protect this realm. H ewan's being hunted. So what was he supposed to do—.....? Perhaps he could read or something.....

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He ended up staying up, a cold pizza slice in a paper plate beside him. His bow was in his lap, ready for him to grab if anything attacks, the arrows in that large pouch strapped to his back. He had refused to eat the pizza, though despite his rejection the supposed 'Elliot' had insisted on it, and just left it with him, expecting him to eat it.

He didn't. Even if he was starving, he didn't eat it. This felt wrong.

What about his duties in the forest in Earthbread...? The forest needed him. For protection, to be safe—-.....

He heard a sound. A twig crushed under someone's weight. His heart spiked quickly, grabbing his bow and taking out an arrow, daring to shoot anyone who dared to come close.

His squinted in the dark, Arrow raised, ready to shoot.

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[NAME]. /. Guardian of the slyvan winds.

Health; 90

Difficulty: ☆☆★★★

Walk speed; 8.2

Sprinting speed; 24.5

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PASSIVE;

- Feather steps: This passive allows [Name] to have quieter footsteps, making no sound while walking or running. 

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ACTIVES;

LAST WIND;  [Name] shoots his arrow of gale, giving him invincibility for 2 seconds, with a wind up of 0.7 seconds. Once hitting the killer exploding, stunning the killer for 2.5 seconds. Does 35.7 damage per hit. Each hit heals him by 15 health. (Cooldown: 30 seconds.)

BLESSING OF THE FOREST; This ability allows [Name]'s crystal on his forehead, to start glowing, allowing him to see every survivor, killer, generators, and items scattered around the map. With a wind up of 2 seconds and lasting for 3 seconds. (Cooldown of 27 seconds)

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TRIVIA; [Disclaimer! These are my head canons! If you want, drop down your head canons, and i might add them!]

- [Name] doesn't sleep, due to having the duty of protecting the forest. He doesn't have to anyway!

- Sometimes refuses to eat (as seen before)

- Despite refusing to eat, he doesn't mind sweets. (He has a mild sweet tooth)

- Left handed.

- 20/20 vision

- He doesn't enjoy hurting any kind of nature, such as trees and plants. (Very much against littering.)

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Lore!?

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[MADE BY HILALAFFG ON WATTPAD/A03]

A/N: I've been working on this fuckass book. for 2 months, and only TWO chapters are done.

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[Name] clenched the bow in his hand, raising it.

What was that noise? Was it someone? Hostile? An animal? It could be anything, though, whatever it was, he wouldn't let that slide. Especially if that someone would be trespassing.

Something came to light.

A person, perhaps?

Well, [Name] didn't seem to notice! Neither did he... Care much either. Though, however, the shadow dodged, letting out a sound,  That sounded of... A squeaky yelp. 

The arrow missed by an inch, hitting the tree beside the person. They seemed clearer now. Male, at least they seemed. Brunette hair with blonde tips, light skin, a light blue cotton v-line sweatshirt with a white shirt underneath and pink tie, Pink framed glasses, and... A burger hat with a noob on top of it..? An odd appearance, surely. 

The person looked startled.

[Name] came closer, as if cornering them, though, they were only backed up to a tree. 

"State your purpose. Now." He said, firmly, it wasn't as neutral before. He didn't seem mad, though, quite scary at the same time. 

"U-uh...! I-i was going o-on a walk...! Who are you...!"

[Name] lowered his bow. Maybe a fellow so called; Survivor. 

"I should be asking the same."

He sighed, holding his hand out to the other man, who seemed hesitant to take it. Though he did after a few seconds. His gaze seemed to soften, only slightly. 

He still seemed hard to approach, though, less hostile as of before. [Name] plucked the arrow out of the tree, mentally apologizing for 'hurting' the tree. Though there was most definitely a dent in there.

"Name?"

"Uh......—- 007n7..."

Hmmm. Odd name.

"[Name]. Known as Guardian of the sylvan winds. Nice to meet you. Apologies for that, it was....... instinctive."

"It's... It's okay." He mumbled, sighing.

"What are you doing out so late? Shouldn't you be asleep?"

"Didn't i sa- "

"You did. Still, that doesn't answer it."

"...."

[Name] raised an eyebrow, expectantly, waiting for at least a word."

"I couldn't sleep."

"Ah."

"What are you... Doing awake..?"

"Making sure nothing attacks at night."

"Huh?"

"I may be new here, but i know well that i can't rest well when there's murderers on the loose attempting to kill us. And i've never exactly... Lived in a... Cabin."

"What do you mean..?"

"The forest was my home."

"Huh..?!— H-how did you even live...?!"

"I'm the guardian of the forest, [Name]. I don't need any necessities, at least now."

007n7 seemed more... concerned than anything if [Name] was honest. Though he couldn't blame the other. He forgot people actually live in homes other than what he went through. It wasn't that he was weak, or he couldn't protect. It was that he lost something that he was supposed to save.

....

"You should go back. It's probably getting late."

"Oh uh— Yeah. Right. Sorry...! I'll be off now."

"Farewell. Have a good rest."

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007n7 sighed. Damn. Right after the round, he had overheard Elliot and Noob talking about the new survivor. It was overwhelming for people to have new survivors. That meant tweaks and new skins, a lot more. No, it didn't mean a lot about modifications to others, or to himself, though new was hard to get used to.

He slid on the door down to the floor as he closed it, his head in his hands. Truly, in embarrassing experience. He picked his head up, closing his eyes, taking a breath. Picking himself up, he flopped onto the bed. Not caring to change into a different set of clothing.

This would be a long night of not sleeping.

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[Name] sighed, positioning himself back into the same position he sat before of the steps of his cabin, hoping to not be disturbed. At least this time. 

It felt as if hours had passed. Nothing. 

He couldn't sleep though. It wasn't the type where he needed or couldn't sleep physically. It was that he shouldn't sleep. He was someone to protect. Not someone to be protected. 

[Name] sighed, fiddling with the string of his bow. 

He glanced down at the pizza. By this point, with all this cold wind and air, it would have been frozen as a rock. Well, why not eat it? He couldn't let someone's efforts go to waste. It was also a waste of food.

[Name] bit into the cold and stale pizza, it wasn't like a rock, still hard though. If it were to snow it would've been, though, he still ate it. A few crumbs were left on the plate, it hurt [Name]'s teeth a bit, just trying to bite into it, either way he still did.

The plate was empty now. What to do? Eliot had said leave it in the sink. But at this hour? Wouldn't just he wake people up.??—-

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He ended up going inside anyway, placing the half dirty plate in the sink, going to leave as he dusted off his hands. Though met with Shedletsky. Internally groaning for another stupid interaction, he kept a neutral expression, sighing.

"What would you want, Shedletsky—.?"

"What are you doing up?"

"Putting my plate away."

"At this hour...?"

"I finished my pizza a few minutes ago."

"Why—?

[Name] was hesitant to answer. "I just... Wasn't hungry?" He couldn't let the real answer slip. For now. At least now.

Shedletsky raised an eyebrow suspiciously, though he didn't press, and walked away, upstairs to go wherever he was if [Name] was dreading that, it certainly wasn't the most normal conversation he's been through. Not in the slightest.

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Everyone seemed to come out their cabins, one by one. At their own times and paces.

First it was a blue haired man with a military uniform. Elliot, 007n7, A person with a... Pumpkin head...? A person with a hooded cloak, Two time, Noob, Chance.

[Name] had been still on his porch.

Despite being awake the ENTIRE night! [Name] didn't seem to be fighting sleep at all, awake as ever like the night previously. 

Walking into the main cabin, he was met with 9-10 survivors. His attention shifted over on each and every one of them, dragging his eyes across all of them, analyzing them closely, without them looking at least.

[Name] perked up as someone clapped their hands rather loudly, speaking up.

"Everyone! I have an announcement. There's a new survivor! Meet... [Name]!" Shedletsky...? Oh are you kidding me. 

[Name] shifted awkwardly, waving at the crowd slowly, sweat-dropping at the sight of everyone staring. The others whispered, not in a. mocking way. More of.... Confusion or commenting. No one dared to speak up, just,,, Rambling of the crowd. 

"Well, a round startin'." Elliot said, pointing out a grandfather clock. That seems to only have... One hand? The number was 1. What does that mean—? 

"well, a round is—" Builderman had started. Quote on quote, started. Before he could finish? Most visions went black. Some of them still there. [Name] was one to pitifully have his vision go black.

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THIS ROUNDS KILLER IS:

C00LKID

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C00LKID? Round? What was this? Where was he? 

.......

He was in a graveyard.

Slowly sitting up, he found himself sat in a graveyard. What was he doing here. On one of the graves, there was what seemed... A bloxy cola? What? He picked it up, opting to leave it for later. He wasn't used to eating anything but star jellies. He just placed it in the.. So called... Inventory. He had heard about it, though he never attempted using it. Hm. That was... convenient.

[Name] clutched his Bow, walking cautiously.

Footsteps. He raised his bow, aiming his bow at whoever dared to come close. 

He wasn't startled to see someone, though it would be.... about a 12.5% chance it would be a killer. Though, he was sure it would be survivor. He hoped at least. 

Lowering his bow, he took sight of a yellow skinned robloxian. Oh right, the noob person...? Damn he couldn't remember many of the names..

He sighed, lowering his bow completely. Though ready to strike at any time.

"Apologies. Thought you were someone else. Where are we?"

"I-i.... W-well.... We're in... A so called round. We just.. Do machines and try to...Survive. But—.... Killers. They try to kill us... They may have abilities, but so do we. I-i have no idea what your abilities are... But you'll figure out..."

[Name] nodded slowly at the others explanation, short and simple. Though, Their voice seemed to crack at the word 'Killers'. They were probably the sensitive and wimpy type. He hoped there wouldn't be as many of the same as them. Though he couldn't get his hopes up.

Suddenly, there came a projectile. A concrete, white, and quite large brick. Who the hell would throw that..?!

[Name] raised his bow, pausing slightly by the sight. An... Abnormally tall child. They seemed like a giant, but the child-like features seemed difficult to even look at. Stretched out, disgustingly and uncomfortably, his smile stretched out in a similar way as his body. Abnormally tall and bony for a child, and it seemed disturbing. He threw a few punches at the yellow skinned robloxian. 

Noob screeched in pain, tears welling up, clutching their head in pain. They couldn't do anything, especially since they got hit by a GOD DAMN BRICK and punched. Without hesitation, [Name] shot an arrow, making the child cover his face and whine, screaming 'Not fair..!' Saving the other.

[Name] Grabbed noobs had quickly, running as fast as he could. The child ran after them, quicker than him, most definitely. He turned a sharp corner, as the child lunged forward, crashing into the wall, screaming a distorted 'OUWCH.' He ran quickly, away from the child that nearly killed them. Well. Noob. [Name] ran out of there without a word. They lost sight of that demonic child. 

"W—who was that....-!" [Name] said, breathing heavily, huffing and hunched over. 

"C-c00lkid..... H-he's a child...."

"Yeah... I think i got that."

Someone butted in.

"Did you two run into C00lkid?" 

[Name] turned his head towards the other, making eye contact with the Navy haired man. Military uniform, a small beard, calm strength in his eyes.  Guest 1337; Or more known as Guest. 

"Y-yes...." Noob said, speaking to him weakly. Their health drained to about 40. Damn. Those punches and that brick did quite a bit. 

"Let's get you to Elliot. You. You follow behind."

[Name] wasn't the most surprised to being forced to come along, despite being in good condition.

Though, [Name] just hummed, following behind Guest and Noob, glancing around to see if the killer was near. 

He wasn't the most paranoid, though it was valid he was a BIT nervous. His steps came to a halt, expression tightening as he almost knocked into Guest's back. 

He raised an eyebrow, confusion struck, as his eyes widened.

Now he understood why Guest halted for a moment. 

Shedletsky's dead body. Limp, unmoving and strangely pale. Guest sighed, as Noob seemed to jump slightly at the sight.

"He died. Already...? Who else has...?" He groaned, sighing. 

[Name] just hummed softly at Guests reaction, nudging shedletsky with the tip of his foot. Yep. Definitely dead. It was.. Disturbing to the two who stood beside him, both grimacing at the short nudge of a dead, lifeless body. 

[Name] continued to walk behind Guest and Noob, the paranoia seemed to radiate off of Noob, a bit much. 

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Once they had found Elliot, Elliot passing Noob a pizza. They had been searching for Elliot nearly the entire round, and by then, 3 

people had been downed, and it was the last few seconds of the round. Damn. C00lkid's been flopping recently.

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Chance, rather silently flipped his coin, more focused on the light gold circle than anything in the room, as the survivors ate their share of what was left of food, and each and everyone of them left one by one. 

He just hummed, tapping their foot against the floor rhythmically as they leaned against the wall, either a frown or slight smile at each flip of the coin, a sharp click against his hand. 

[Name] stood aside, the pizza beside him cold and soggy. Still seemed good to eat. He didn't care, leaving it to rot. He didn't want to eat. He wasn't... Hungry. He sighed, placing the plate back onto the counter, alerting Elliot by the clink of the dish. 

"Hm? You not hungry?" Elliot mumbled, surprised. 

"No."

"Alright. Come back when you want to eat later. You need to be fed." Elliot said, dismissing [Name] with a worried sentence, though he let him leave, despite leaving empty stomached. 

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[Name] just sat on the stairs of their porch, just simply humming a soft tune. What would he do? There was nothing to do anyway. No activity other than that 'round'. 

He placed his palm on his cheek, a bored expression plastered on his face. He just sighed, standing up to the 'Main cabin'. Just to hang out there. It wasn't too late, maybe only a few hours. 

He sat on the couch, nobody seemed to be there, cabin barren of any survivors around. 

......

Someone spoke up.

"Oooh? Aren't you the new survivor?" 

Someone said, smirking at him slyly. [Name] raised an eyebrow, furrowing them for a second attempting to remember who this... Man..? Was. Dusekkar? Seemed to cryptic. Builderman? Nope. Doesn't seemed the type to... Build. Ah! Right.

Chance.

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[MADE BY HILALAFFG ON WATTPAD/A03]