Back in Wonderworld, the Maestro and Klonoa just defeated another mini boss enemy, when Balan got the call from the Invisible Man.

Balan: My apologies, dear boy. There is business I need to tend to.

Klonoa: Oh really? what kind of business?

He was confused, but he wasn't scared since he wasn't in danger. Balan reassured the boy that it wasn't anything to be concerned about. And how he will handle it. The maestro had always made sure that things are taken care of. This included visitors who may need to know that he would not be away for long.

Balan: Another visitor has entered the theater. A young boy, just like you.

Klonoa: Another visitor? I wonder who they can be.

He was confused but would let the maestro tend to that. He was fine with where he was and would go explore more of the stage. This made the maestro relieved to know that he didn't need to worry, since he's seen Klonoa handle enemies. Meaning he can go and check out what this new visitor was about and why they were there. While Balan was busy, a group of younger inhabitants could be seen playing dominoes. Curious Klonoa decided to go check it out.

Klonoa: Woah that's pretty cool!

These were the kind that had different colors and how many would make pattern art. A few seem to be having some trouble, so he decided to check it out.

Soaring Sheep: Rats! Can't play this round...

Box Fox: Maybe we can try another way.

When the dream traveler showed up, the young inhabitants look at him curiously.

Klonoa: Hey what's going on here?

Key Mouse: We're playing dominoes. Wanna join us?

Klonoa: Sure that sounds like fun. I think I can help with a set up pattern.

They were curious and thus Klonoa helped with creating a pattern, with them helping out. And it did take a bit, before finally finishing and seeing what it made. The dominos fall and created a pattern art piece. And it was of a very pretty flower.

Klonoa: Wow that turned out way better then I thought!

Aero Acrobat: Dude that was awesome!

Box Fox: It's so pretty!

Klonoa: Yeah and It was pretty neat to see this become a cool pattern.

Soaring Sheep: Where did you learn how to do that?

Klonoa: I actually learned from my grandpa and brother, its was a fun game we liked to play during rainy days.

Gear Prince: Neato! Saves us a lot of time!

Aero Acrobat: Say you aren't from around here are you. You look almost like one of the inhabitants.

Gear Prince: He does raise a point, you almost look like you could pull off being one of us. Or fit into stages like this.

Klonoa: Am I really? I don't really think so. I'm Klonoa from Breezegale, a dream traveler. I was actually led here by a Tim.

Soaring Sheep: And the boss as well. If you're here, does that mean you're looking for a piece of your heart?

Klonoa: That's what I was told. I don't really see how, , ,my heart feels fine.

Clearly he doesn't know the full meaning behind it, even if Balan did his best to explain. Klonoa was still just a child, no matter whatever adventures he's gone on, there were still things he didn't fully understand. So one of them explained in a rather simple way.

Gear Prince: Well, Wonderworld's gates open to those who especially have experienced trauma. However it isn't as terrible as it sounds.

Aero Acrobat: Yeah if anything, those who come here. They get to experience fun things to do, perform in shows Balan puts on. And you get your own stage that reflects your heart.

Klonoa: I wasn't told that, at least I don't think so. Balan tried explaining, but I think he was still speaking in old theater talk.

This made some of the kid inhabitants laugh at that. While they loved the maestro and did look up to him. They had to agree that sometimes he can say things that they themselves did not understand nor grasp to what somethings meant.

Gear Prince: We can see what you mean, we aren't old enough to know what he means half the time. But he means well, and does have his silly side, and he's only looking out for not only visitors, but us too.

Box Fox: Oh I have an idea! Maybe you can try thinking about what your stage looks like.

Soaring Sheep: That sounds like a good idea, you want to give it a try Klonoa?

Klonoa: Oh. . .well if that's the case. . .I'll give it a try.

He tried thinking about it, looking deep within his heart, only to find, , ,nothing, nothing but darkness. This confused the cabbit as he would normally have a lot of imagination, and what he holds dear to his heart. Guess he just wasn't sure if he was ready for that yet. For now, he just would rather venture to whatever these worlds have to offer. And thankfully no one was forcing him, in fact they welcomed him warmly and treated him like the spirited yet kind hearted curious kid that he was.

The maestro on the other hand who had received the call earlier, and let Klonoa explore on his own. Was making his way to the lounge area, had a feeling that this new comer maybe seen as someone who's had more of a rough way in entering. Once he does get there, he can understand how urgent it was. The wolf who was waiting looked over, he had done a good job into tending to his injuries, but it was clear he was still in need of proper treatment.

Balan: Is everything alright?

Guntz: So you're the maestro of this theater?

Balan: Why, yes. I thank you for your patience. I am Balan, Maestro of Mysteries of the Wonderworld theater!

Guntz: I'm Guntz Shinigami, and i'm a bounty hunter. Hey um, , ,sorry for dragging blood in here. Me and my partner got into some trouble along the way.

He admitted, not really pulling his tough guy look. In fact the wolf looked rather relieved that he was out of danger, even his tone was more calmer, now that he was able to get his mind and body to relax. And seeing that the maestro, despite how strange he may appear, wasn't showing any signs of being a threat, the golden killer didn't feel the need to draw out his weapon. Balan had a look of concern on his face hearing that. The maestro could tell he would need some better treatment, hence he brought out some much needed medical tools, with helping to do the simple check up. He could see that the wolf was healthy, thus he cleaned and patched him up. He even gently patted his head, which the wolf went along with it since it seemed that this guy didn't have bad intentions.

Balan: There we go, you should heal up in no time. I seem to have notice you having some visible scars, i'm guessing you have been in many battles.

Guntz: More then you think. But wow you actually helped fix my injures.

Balan: As host of Wonderworld, it is my responsibility to make sure that my guests are taken care of.

This maestro wasn't just an entertainer, but also someone who actually cares about one's health. This made the golden killer feel that he dosn't need a reason to feel on guard, his mane wasn't even rustling whenever dangers were around.

Balan: If I may ask my boy, what brings you here? It couldn't have been by an invitation, since I would've known about it.

Guntz: I was told you were with a black and white cabbit called Klonoa. Do you know where he is?

Balan: Hm? Oh yes! He is currently in Stage 5. And I can tell you that he is safe and sound.

Guntz: Stage 5 you say? -Huh guessing the whole theater thing extends to other sets. But it's good to know the kid's alright.- Alright then lead the way.

With a snap of his fingers, the door to Stage 5 appears. Guntz was able to stand just fine, but Balan wanted to make sure, by standing beside him, just incase the wolf needed some support. The door opens and both enter. Unknowing to both, a small black and blue creature had been watching them from afar. They would inform their master about this new arrival. Their king will be pleased.