Kicking up a storm

So, what was on the agenda for today? How would he start his adventure? Out in the grass? Or should he go to the beach? Should he go fishing? Gosh, with so many things he could fucking do, Ciphs, AKA Ciphers, AKA Ciphers, AKA Hunter was completely overwhelmed with choices!

But he had an idea: put his goggles over his eyes, read some clickbait articles, and walk around blindly. You know, see where his legs took him. He had been moving around for what felt like hours. In reality, it had been fifteen minutes. But you know how time flies when you’re having fun? Well, it sinks like a rock when you’re not. 

But after a few stumbles, a few bumps, a Pokemon gnawing at his leg, and stepping in what he hoped was a puddle of water, Cipher turned off his goggles. And to his surprise, he was... somewhere! Out in the open! In a grassy meadow, of some sort?

Wow! This region had open, grassy meadows, just like his own region! Or wait, was this his region? Or was he somewhere else entirely? Haha, he totally hadn’t been paying attention for the last three days.