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[Gorthan is sitting on a bench, and the Library can clearly be seen in the background. He sighs to himself before speaking.]

It would appear I have been asleep for nearly a month. Of you, dear denizens of Vatheon, I ask two things - that you tell me more about this unusual state of prolonged sleep, and that you provide a brief report of anything I may have missed during my forced absence.

You have my thanks in advance. And if you wish for a reward in exchange for the information I seek, it could consists of book recommendations, for I have nothing else to offer at the moment.

[Inwardly, he is a little nervous. He has yet to check whether on his acquaintances here, and he wonders whether they are all still around.]

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[Here, your typical extraterrestrial baddie would smirk sadistically and rejoice in Mickey's sadness. Gorthan... remains in impassive silence for a moment and then nods slowly.]

Wherever your home is, may she be safe. If your love is true, distance will be no obstacle to the closeness of your hearts.

[He takes it very well, appreciating that Gorthan's being very civil about this.]

Sounds like the people here have been rubbin' off on ya. Thanks for the words.

What are you referring to? I may be incapable of emotions, but that does not mean that I do not recognize their nobility.

It did not use to be that way, I will admit. But it was Earth's Guardian who opened my eyes.

Sounds like ya got an interestin' story hangin' off yer beak.

The Guardian of Earth...

[He sighs and brings a small, flat device closer to the SFC camera. A green light blips on it before generating a three-dimensional holographic image of, you guessed that right... him.

It is a very good and clear image, and... whether the flimsy mask actually does anything to conceal Donald's identity to Mickey is at your discretion. Idk.]

They call him Superduck, and he is my nemesis. And yet, one of the few I can call my friends... I owe my life to him, among other things.

[that's a double... triple... quadruple take!]

What the... Th-that's Donald! Donald Duck! My royal mage and best friend!

[It's moments like this one wishes they had eyebrows. Gorthan's brow furrows anyway.]

Are you deaf, earthling? As I said, this is the Guardian of Earth...

... Unless. Did you just reveal his civilian identity to me? But, to my knowledge, magic is a very scarcely known art on Earth, and "mage" does not constitute a profession.

...

[He scratches his head.]

Wait... this has ta be... This has happened before! People who've recognized me from their world, even though I've never met them... and I've met people who I knew before, but they were from different worlds so they didn't know me. A case of our copies in other worlds.

[He seems thoughtful for a moment, but finally nods.]

I see. Three of my acquaintances here have known each other for a long time, but each of them is from a world that slightly differs from the other two... A few similarities could exist between our worlds as well.

[Meanwhile, the Donald/Superduck hologram is still there.]

Donald Duck, you say? Have another look. Are you sure it is your friend?

[he squints, looks it over, and nods.]

I dunno if that's his name or anythin' in yer world, but he looks exactly like the Donald from mine. a real swell fella, I've known him since I was a kid.

And you're saying he can... wield magic?

[Eeep, if Superduck can use magic, the Evronian army is even more screwed than it is now...]

Yup. He's one of the strongest mages across the worlds! And he's always learning new spells. He's also very loyal, and I know I can count on him.

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