Chapter 8: Uncharted Territories and Unplanned Detours
Luna, with her vast knowledge, began the ritual to activate the portal. The air around them thickened with magic, and a blinding light emanated from the gateway. "Remember," Luna shouted over the growing hum, "think about where you truly desire to go!"
Hiroto shut his eyes, images of Tokyo merging with Valerion's landscapes. Riku, ever focused, imagined the most glorious moss pudding stall.
Suddenly, with a great *whoosh*, the trio found themselves thrown into an entirely new location. Hiroto blinked at the sight. This wasn't Tokyo, nor was it any part of Valerion he recognized.
They stood in a bustling town square, surrounded by creatures that were a blend of humans and animals, trading goods in market stalls. An enthusiastic squirrel-man tried selling them what looked like... acorn smoothies?
Hiroto scratched his head, "Uh, Luna, are you sure you got the coordinates right?"
Luna frowned, peering around, "This isn't in any of my books. It's an uncharted realm!"
Riku's eyes lit up as he spotted a stall filled with puddings of various shades. "Uncharted, but tasty!" He made a beeline for it.
Hiroto and Luna exchanged glances. "Well, while Riku's on his pudding quest," Hiroto mused, "maybe we can gather some intel?"
Just then, a feisty cat-girl approached them, pointing at Hiroto, "Hey! You look just like the goblin prince from our legends!"
Hiroto blinked in surprise, "Goblin... prince?"
She nodded, "Yeah! It's said that he would return in our time of need." She pointed to a towering castle in the distance. "You should meet our Queen. She'd want to see you."
Luna whispered to Hiroto, "This might be a lead on how to get back. And it could give us insight into the interconnectedness of realms."
Riku returned, moss pudding in hand, "Did I hear something about a castle? Do they have a royal pudding chef?"
Hiroto sighed with a grin, "Only one way to find out, buddy."
As they ventured toward the castle, the group couldn't help but wonder what awaited them in this strange, yet oddly familiar realm. Perhaps this detour was part of their destined journey.