Prologue - Somewhere were times stands still for our dear characters in desperate need of reaching the outside world- the world of reality. This dream where my twin brother and I are stuck in dream worlf for three fucking years, but we accept the price that we are paying to know that our cute little Tsu-chan will grow up safe and sound in the safety that is known as Namimori soon we will awaken and when we do we will take back what is ours and there will be no mercy to whoever endangers my family EVER AGAIN.
A shiver passed between Brother and I, we could sense that our awakening was near that we needed to message our little tuna-fish so thathe could use his Deathpenetration( Using the 400 year past term from when Primo used it, the characters are a bit old school) Flames. We will awaken when we are need again by our little tunsfish. Ahh there is someone calling us three different people who need us..
"Sister, we must awaken now" said the man who had aged three years in his comatose sleep with black eyes that could show that the need to be in the outside world, the world of reality was becoming too much for him, and the sister could see it, feel ir and, have the feeling too.
"Yes", said the femine figure with long wavy black hair and eyes so red that they seemed to glow, that the brother is reminded of a demon that is dreaming that her soul shall be lifted nevermore,"Now we will wake up and give our little tunafish a surprise, ahahaHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA"
Her and her brother's wayward and slightly insane laughter were the only things that could be heard in their shared dream world.
The dream world where they spent so much time was now falling apart; as much as the twins loved their dream world as if was a part of themselves they must leave so that they can help their tunafish even as they take a piece of it with them. Their Dreamworld had become so real that they named it after the wonderful that Alice fell into in the tale by Lewis Caroll and they will always have their beautiful Wonderland. We also named it Wonderland, because it had everything that we ever wanted and much more, like our deceased partners in marriage we used to make illusions of them smiling to when we would sing to them and that would make us feel as though they were alive again and that made all the difference. But the twins would never visit the illusions of their past husband/wife because that would cause them to remember the pain of losing them; however it did strengthen their resolve to see their little tunafish even more. "Let's go Brother, I've thought of a nice surprise for our little tunsfish, if you know what I mean" "Oh, Sister, sometimes you can truly be wicked" sighed the Brother.