In a universe of Keyblades and magic, there is a world not like any other. It is a land of things forgotten and lost. It is a land where beings were once loved and remembered by all came after they were not remembered anymore.
There is a king in this land, a rabbit by trade. He is kind, but can not talk. It is because when he was forgotten and brought to this world, his voice had never been developed. So, instead of talking, he moved his lips like he was talking although he wasn't. It took a trained eye to know what he was mouthing, but he could always write a letter if someone needed it.
But the world had something that made it different than most of the other worlds. Sora was destined to save the universe, but the world Oswald reigned was almost separate from the universe. No matter where the character had come from, big or small, animal or human, would come to the forgotten and lost land and make a home there. And like how the universe had Sora to keep it together, there was a rather interesting character in this world that held to world together in a way.
Her arrival to this world wasn't unique. She arrived like those before her; out of nowhere and some what annoying (since those who appeared would appear anywhere). But she was different. Most beings would remember their home world, and who was in it. She didn't. Once Oswald had heard of this girl, he sent for her to be brought into his home to be interrogated. No one ever knew what the two had talked about, but she ended up being shut away in a rather large home beside Oswald's for several weeks.
The girl was well cared for under Oswald's care, and practically pampered like a princess. Some of the residents of the world were jealous of how she was treated. So what if she couldn't remember who she was? Maybe it was all just a ruse to get to Oswald's throne and power? But Oswald didn't seem to care about these rumors, and he named the girl Sabrina. Which, ironically enough, meant princess.
When Sabrina had been admitted permission to roam the world alone, she wasn't completely alone. Oswald commanded that the girl have someone to escort her, and to protect her if she needed it. No one volunteered until Oswald commanded Maximilian Goof to do it. Of course the young man mumbled whenever he was called to escort Sabrina every where. Who wouldn't? He didn't respect her any more than what the other residents did. But after a thousand, seven hundred and ninety eight outings and one runaway case, Maximilian warmed up to Sabrina some-what and suggested that she call him 'Max' from that moment onward.
Everyone in the world is happy, and if they are sad it isn't for long. Every day is almost exactly the same, with beings coming and few going back out again. Every day was just a new adventure filled with friendly people and even friendlier hospitality. But even in a world where nothing can go wrong, something always does. And it started with a Keyblade...