An Island Called Despair
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Desmond’s head felt dull as he came to.  Looking around, he saw he was in an unfamiliar room.
“W-Where am I?”
Judging from the sound, it appeared he was on a boat.
“Oh, you’ve woken up.”
He quickly turned his head to see a strange girl sitting near a window, her focus almost entirely on the laptop on a small desk. She looked rather shabby, with messy hair, bags under her eyes, black beanie, and a long black shirt with the shoulder parts of the sleeves cut.
“W-Who are you?” He asked,
“Name’s Neme. You seem to be a new face.”
“New face?”
“Yeah.” The girl reached off to her side and pulled out a pamphlet, her attention still on the laptop. “Go ahead and check this out if you want.”
Hesitantly, Desmond got off from the bed he had been lying on, and took the pamphlet.
“Huh…’Welcome to your home away from home. The island of Nobad is where you can come to relax after working hard with your Creator.’ Creator?!”
“Yeah, the guy that’s made your life hell. Remember him?”
The boy could vaguely recall a strange voice that seemed to state that his life would be full of suffering.
“Sorta.”
The girl chuckled, “Well, this place we’re going to is like a vacation home, where we can rest before he makes us suffer again.”
“O-Oh.”
“You’ll find out more about it once we get there.”
For the first time since they started talking, the girl looked at Desmond, then giggled, “Believe me, you’re going to find this place to be a godsend.”
Desmond swallowed hard.
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As the boar prepared to make landing, Desmond looked around the small crowd that seemed to form on the deck of the ship. Most of them he didn’t recognize, but one…
“D-Devon!”
The youth in question was tackled to the ground, his little brother sobbing into his shoulder.
“I-I can’t believe it….y-you’re ok….”
The young man hesitantly moved the boy off of him as he sat up.
“Umm, I’m sorry, but…do I know you?”
“What do you mean?!” Desmond cried, “I-I’m your little brother!”
Devon looked at his father, who seemed to try and avoid his gaze,
“Well, that explains why he looks like my spitting image.” The man said, embarrassment in his tone.
“I didn’t know I had a brother.”
“Well, we considered having a second child, but after you got really sick during your 4th birthday, we decided not to. I guess wherever this boy comes from, that incident never happened.”
Desmond looked at Devon, tears still in his eyes, “S-Someone took you from us in my world, so this is the first time I’ve ever seen you.”
“Wait, if this is the first time you’ve seen me, how did you know who I am?”
Desmond blushed a bit, “I guess you can say it’s a brother’s intuition.”
Before the two could talk anymore, the boat let out a loud horn, signaling its arrival.