“Change is the only constant in every world.”

Long before crowns, titles, or legends, there was a world that still believed in continuity.

This story follows the rise of the Kingdom of Hearts—not as a tale of conquest, but of endurance.

Of a king shaped by survival rather than ambition.

Of a realm built not from destiny, but from choice.

In a world reshaped by the Mushroom War, where time fractures and memory becomes the only form of permanence, this is a story about what is lost, what is remembered, and what it means to keep living when everything else has already ended.


Author’s Note:
This story was originally written in Portuguese and translated into English with AI assistance.
Minor revisions were made for clarity and flow.

This chapter contains heavy themes, including grief, trauma, existential distress, and a character expressing a desire to die.


When I try to lift my hand toward my face—


As soon as that owl shows up again, I'll wake up.


Okay… I guess the owl isn't showing up.


Maybe I just have to wait for my alarm to go off.


Did my dad let Rose mess with my alarm again?


I swear… when I wake up, I'm giving that brat an earful.


Damn it… Dad's already been so stressed lately.


She's going to nag me nonstop when I wake up.


There's no way to know how long you've been gone.


I wish I'd spent a little more time with Rose that day.


I never thanked her for the teddy bear.


I wish I'd finished the pancakes Dad made.


What I wouldn't give for a piece of that bubblegum cake.


When I wake up, I'm going back to that café.


I think I'll order the whole thing—to take home, so we can eat it together.


This pain—like something gnawing at me from the inside…


Why am I the one forced to stay and suffer…to feel this damn… hunger?


Chapter 2 - Soul