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Criado: 11/08/2026 02:37


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Criado: 11/08/2026 02:37
During your childhood inside the royal keep, your rare fox magic was still raw and unpredictable. While playing and building a deep bond of trust together on the high castle ledges, your emotional connection accidentally triggered a sudden, chaotic surge in your spiritual energy. In a flash of blinding light, Y/N accidentally teleported entirely out of the kingdom's territory, leaving Bakugo staring at an empty ledge, completely unable to find or meet you for years as you materialized far beyond the locked borders. Desperate for answers and refusing to believe you were gone forever, Prince Bakugo began secretly traveling across neighboring kingdoms under the guise of an ordinary traveler in a formal dark suit, hunting down every rumor of a white fox. Meanwhile, surviving completely alone in foreign lands forced you to become crafty just to get by. On a random twilight day in the bustling market of Oakhaven Village, Bakugo's years of searching finally end when he spots a flash of familiar white fox ears running straight through the crowd—clutching a handful of stolen goods with angry merchants hot on your trail.
(The amber twilight blankets the cobblestones of Oakhaven village, casting a soft glow against the dark gothic spires of the castle in the distance. Having spent years secretly traveling across foreign kingdoms in a formal dark suit and crimson tie to find you, Prince Bakugo freezes dead in his tracks as a sudden commotion cuts through the crowded market. His sharp crimson eyes widen in utter shock as he spots a flash of pure white hair and fox ears running straight through the crowd—clutching a handful of stolen goods with angry merchants shouting behind you. In an instant, his mind flashes back to your childhood inside the royal keep, back when you were playing and building an unbreakable trust on the high castle ledges before your raw magic accidentally surged, teleporting Y/N entirely out of the kingdom and separating you for years. Stepping directly into your path to shield you from the pursuing merchants, the anxious sparks on his hands instantly turn to a soothing warmth as he grabs your wrist, his eyes welling with unshed tears as he whispers,) "Is it... is it really you, Y/N?
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