"What just happened? I don't know. I should have known that something like this was going to happen to me. I don't know anything about the Sappharicha Bog and their people, but

Haha, this happened to me.

And, I guess I know why no one

Told me what they meant by I'm in for a world of pain! I should have known, I

Definitely should have considered this was going to happen, but, no!

I didn't. I didn't think for even a moment to maybe use my brain! I

Didn't, and

It shows. As a result of not using my brain, I ended up in this situation! Is it because I refuse to accept my divine name? I

Guess so! I guess this is my punishment! Ahaha, this is what I get for that! Maybe that's why

Everyone pretended they saw nothing. Maybe I shouldn't have

Trusted these buns at all. What was

My real job down here? Now, I don't even know anymore!

You know, I should have just gone with my gut! But, it's too late for all of that now, isn't it? I

Suppose I should have seen this coming. I'm always pulled in

Every single direction, and this is the result! I feel

Like I should have tried harder to ask more questions, but I

Feel like that wouldn't have been helpful. Of course it wouldn't have been! If this is all because I

Refuse to accept my divine name, I'm not going to accept it after all

Of this, either. If this is some kind of

Punishment, bring it on! I've handled swarms of poisonous ambees! I've

Even taken down a durianape when it tried to wipe out my entire farm.

Don't mess with a farmer! Trust me,

I can take out anything you throw at me!

Now, I wonder where I am now? What is

This hole they threw me into?

Oh, wait, excuse me, let me correct myself there.

The Hole. What even is the hole? I don't know, I

Have never heard of this. In fact, I've never even heard of the Sappharicha Bog before I came here.

At least, I don't think I have. I

Think I haven't. They never taught us about this in

School. Come to think of it, I feel like they left out

A lot of things while I was still in school. I don't know why. But, something doesn't feel quite right about all that. I

Guess that's what happens when things change.

Oh, well, what can be done about it? Not much. It's already

Over and has been for awhile, I

Don't know. I tried to ask as many

Questions, and whenever I did, sometimes, I was given non answers.

Uh, maybe, that was a long time ago. I don't

Even know. I guess it's possible that I

Shouldn't have asked

Those questions, but oh well.

It's a little too late for that now.

Okay, so how do I get out of here?

No idea, but

I'm going to have to find a way to get out of here. At least, I think that's what I'm supposed to

Do? I have to find a way to get

Out of here. Maybe. I have

No idea. Why couldn't I have just been given the job farmer like it was meant

To be?! Why did I have to be the god's little plaything?! I don't

Know! I don't know! I just don't know anymore! I have

No idea at all whatsoever! I can't say, I just can't!

Oh, well.

What should I do? I don't know

Anymore, I don't, I seriously don't. I have

No idea at all.

Yikes, I feel dizzy.

Maybe I won't survive here.

Okay, no, stop, Siorc, happy thoughts! I

Refuse to accept this fate! I won't be a sacrifice!

Everything is fine.

I'll get myself out of this. I

Just have to find a way back

Up to the

Surface. Right,

That's all I have to

Do. Maybe this is all just

One big test to see who can survive the hole? I have

No idea if I'm onto something, but I feel like

That I am, or maybe

I'm not? Who knows. I sure

Don't. But, for now, it's best if I just keep

On going, find he way back to that seaside isle, and show that I'm

Not someone who can be

Thrown around! Maybe, that

Is, if I'm able to get out of here. I

Don't know if I can. How deep did I end up falling? I don't know.

Of course I don't.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

Truly, nothing does.

I guess it doesn't matter, at least, not yet.

Rrrr, come on, it's fine!

Everything's fine!

Ahaha, right,

Let's just, focus.

Let's just focus. Right,

Yes, let's just focus.

Don't doom! Don't gloom!

Once I'm out of here, it'll all be fine. I'm

Not going to let

This hole take me!"

Blinking awake, the bun groaned. What happened just now? Oh, right, that Sun Rising West Festival started, and? Oh, right. Of course, he walked himself right into a trap! Good job, Siorc, he sure did it now! Group of four buns looking straight at him, he rubbed his eyes. Who are these people? Why do they look like they're mourning a lost puppy?

"You're this year's sacrifice, huh?" the first bun asked. "Tough luck."

"What's a bun from Seeboro doing here?" the second bun asked. "Like, shoulda seen it coming they'd make you this year's sacrifice!" She then made a kissy face. "Chat, you seeing this?"

"Who is she talking to?" the third bun asked.

"Her 'chat' or whatever," the fourth bun said, rolling their eyes.

Studying the first LopVampa for a moment, the bun blinked. Standing tall in the corner had been a rather strange looking pika lady with short dark blue hair split down the middle. Round ears looking bitten for some reason, the vampa squinted. Light blue shirt with the text Office Pika on it, chicks flew over the bun's head. Sorry, what kind of divine name was that? She didn't look like an office worker at all!

Standing in the corner with a broken phone making a kissy face at nothing had been a short pika lady with Short, choppy blue green hair that looked quite disheveled. Light blue eyes looking quite faded, he placed his fingers on his chin. Office Pika also had blue eyes, hmm. Were these two sisters? Perhaps. Purple shirt a mile too big on her, he almost fell at what words were on her shirt. This is Streamer Pika? So, she's the one that was supposed to be here today? No wonder he didn't see her until now.

Looking rather annoyed in between the two possible sisters had been a short LopVampa girl with light brown hair pulled into a high ponytail. Eyes looking a little lopsided, her pupils had been the exact same shade as her locks. Tan shirt with the text Collector Pika on it, the little critter above had a lot of shiny rocks. She doesn't look like a collector to him, how strange.

Standing around with his arms crossed had been an extremely tall squirrel man with short light periwinkle hair that barely reached below his chin. Flaming eyebrows looking ready to burn up at any given moment, sweat poured down his cheek as he studied this LopVampa's name. Mystic Squirrel, sorry, what? Does he have stronger mystic powers than the average bun or something? He doesn't know. Maybe it doesn't matter.

[Yes, I guess I'm this year's sacrifice. How do I get out of here?! My name is Siorc, and this is a big mistake!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"You're tellin' me! You think we wanted to be the sacrifice?! I've been here a whole year!" Streamer Pika said. She then stared at her phone. "Chat, can ya believe this? A whole year! A whole year!"

"Kylling, can you stop?" Office Pika asked.

"Babe, stop, chat can hear you, you know!" Kylling shouted. ZZZzt.

"Forget her, Lang, she's a lost cause," Collector Pika said, sighing. "Whatever. I'm Gwendolyn. Don't call me Collepi, don't call Lang Offipi, and honestly, I don't know. If you want to get out of here, try speaking to the godbun that resides here. Its name is Serenbu. Since you're not from around these parts, they'll probably just kick you out."

"Hint, probably!" Mystic Squirrel cried. "Probably. Not definitely, probably! Understand? So, don't act like we said it's absolutely going to happen!" He then sighed. "I'm Domini, I guess. Been stuck here five years. Why did my trial have to be impossible?!"

Serenbu brought to his attention, the bun sighed. So, this is this godun's village? He should have seen this coming. Studying the area around him for a minute, the vampa held back the urge to gag. Rotting forest world ready to throw him to the pearldogs, the young adult's eyes pulsated. What is this place? How does he get out of here?

[What happened to me? Where is this place anyway? And, where's Serenbu?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Where is this place?" Domini asked, sighing. "It's Zircomoma Wasteland." He then sighed. "Didn't that mother of yours ever teach you? The one place in Lagozora you never want to end up is the Zircomoma Wasteland!" He then sighed. "It's fine, though. I'm pretty sure Serenbu might let you out of here."

[Please, tell me where to find it!] A crackling voice cried through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"It's at the altar," Lang said. "I think."

"Take this with you, maybe it'll be willing to hear you out on, well, you know," Gwendolyn said.

"What do ya know?" Kylling asked. "What does she know, chat?" Zzzzt.

"You know! His divine name?" A groan.

"Ohhh!" Kylling cried. "Good luck with that! I still got scars from that one!"

Kylling continuing to make kissy faces, the bun gulped. Wait, what happened to Kylling when she asked for her divine name ceremony to be redone? Maybe it's best he doesn't ask about it. Dragging himself forward, everything froze as he reached the altar. Something flying down from the sky at lightning speed, a tiny little dagger had been awarded to his shoulder.

"Ugh, a Seeboro bun? I thought I told those pesky mortals don't sacrifice outsiders here!" an annoyed voice cried.

Turning towards the voice, the vampa scratched his head. Standing in front of him with an intense aura had been a dark skinned divine rabbit with curly light green hair that barely reached its shoulders. White robe looking quite singed at the edges, the bun hopped away. Why do it feel like this godbun should call themselves Explobu instead? He doesn't know.

[I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen to me! Please, can you let me go? I shouldn't be here!] A crackling voice shouted through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Serenbu said, rolling its eyes. "Also, don't even waste your breath, I won't redo your divine naming ceremony! Either win the Mystic Carrot Bowl, or accept you're Unhappy Bunny already." It then sighed. "Let me guess, you want me to send the other four sacrifices back, too, don't you?"

[Yes? Please could you do that?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Fine! But only because you're from Seeboro!" Serenbu shouted. "Get out of here!" Poof.

Finding himself back in the park, the farmer huffed a weak breath. What happened just now? Hollow apologies coming his way, the bun crawled up into a ball. Maybe that was all just a dream. Lang, Kylling, Gwendolyn and Domini looking around the area with disbelief, nothing was adding up. Dragged back to the laboratory, his head spun.

Plopping down on the guest bed, the young adult closed his eyes. Everything spinning, a sea of questions flowed through the bun. The hole, was it some kind of punishment? He doesn't know. Nothing makes sense here. World of sleep ready to take him away for the evening, one last thought dragged itself down in the dream world.

What should he do now?

He doesn't know.