Otherworld Voyage - Granblue Fantasy&Vocaloid

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 The first thing Luka heard was the wind. Only a moment earlier, she had been walking home, holding Kamui Gakupo’s hand. Then a thin blue light had appeared beneath their feet. Like a crack spreading through glass, it widened—and swallowed their shadows. “Luka, don’t let go!” Before she could answer, the ground vanished beneath them. When her feet found a surface again, hard wooden planks struck the soles of her boots. Gakupo stumbled half a step, still gripping her hand, and caught the nearby railing with his free hand. “Are you hurt?” “No… Are you?” Only after making sure they were both unharmed did Luka raise her head. She froze. Beyond the railing, there were no streets. No ground at all. White clouds rolled slowly beneath them, while several islands floated in the distant sky. Waterfalls poured from their rocky cliffs, dissolving into mist that shimmered in the morning light long before reaching any visible bottom. Above them, sails billowed in the wind. Ropes tapped softly against a mast. They were standing aboard a ship. A ship flying through the sky. “Where… are we?” Gakupo stared out over the sea of clouds, just as speechless. “We should be asking you that!” An unfamiliar voice came from overhead. A small reddish-brown creature fluttered toward them, looking from their faces to the fading violet-blue rift behind them. “How did you suddenly appear on our deck?” Instinctively, Gakupo drew Luka closer to his side without releasing her hand. “I’m sorry. We’re still trying to understand that ourselves. If we’ve disturbed you—” “Wait, Vyrn. They look frightened, too.” A brown-haired boy approached quickly, stopping a few paces away. Beside him walked a girl with long blue hair, her white dress stirring in the cool, sea-like breeze. “I’m Gran. This is Lyria, and the one who spoke just now is Vyrn.” He gestured toward the deck beneath their feet. “You’re aboard the Grandcypher. You’re safe here.” At those words, some of the tension eased from Luka’s shoulders. “I’m Megurine Luka, and this is Gakupo. We were just walking down the street when a light suddenly appeared…” She glanced behind her. The last glimmer vanished into the air. The way back to their own world was gone. Feeling her fingers tighten around his, Gakupo turned to face her. “I’m here.” His voice was quiet, but it carried clearly through the wind. Luka noticed a few strands of purple hair clinging to his damp forehead. Only then did she realize that he was hardly any calmer than she was. She reached up to brush the strands aside and managed a small smile. “I know. We’ll figure this out together.” Lyria gazed at the place where the rift had disappeared, concern in her eyes. “I’ve never seen a light quite like that, either… But perhaps we can find someone to ask when we reach the next island.” “You can travel with us for now,” Gran added. “At least until we have a better idea of what happened.” Gakupo nodded earnestly. “Thank you. We won’t forget your kindness.” “No need to be so formal,” Vyrn said, circling them once. “Just keep your footing! If this is your first time aboard an airship, don’t get so distracted by the view that you forget where you’re standing!” As if on cue, the ship gave a gentle sway. Luka immediately leaned toward Gakupo. He steadied her, only to shuffle sideways himself. They exchanged a glance—and finally began to laugh. Vyrn gave them a look that plainly said, *See? I told you.* Gran led Lyria toward the bow, and the newcomers followed slowly behind. As they stepped out of the mast’s shadow, the sky suddenly brightened. The Grandcypher had emerged from the last veil of cloud. The distant floating island came fully into view. Rows of rooftops spread across its slopes, stone bridges spanned its valleys, and a faint rainbow hung beside a waterfall spilling over the island’s edge. “Gran, look over there!” Lyria pointed toward the waterfall, leaning forward a little in her excitement. Gran reached for her hand and stood beside her within the railing, sharing the view of the sunlit island. A few steps behind them, Luka stopped. “I never imagined the sky could be so full of life.” Gakupo followed her gaze. Other airships moved in the distance, small as birds gliding above the clouds. “Weren’t you terribly worried just a moment ago?” “I still am,” she admitted. “I want to go home, and I don’t know why we ended up here.” She paused, looking again at the extraordinary scenery before them. “But if I spend the whole time being afraid, I think I’ll miss all of this.” Gakupo watched her, and a smile slowly softened his face. He lifted their joined hands a little. “Then we’ll take it in together. And we’ll find our way home together, too.” Luka nodded and rested her shoulder lightly against his arm. Vyrn’s voice rang out from the bow. “Hey—come over here! You can already see the harbor!” Lyria turned and waved to them, while Gran moved aside to make room. Luka gave Gakupo’s hand a gentle tug. “Come on.” Hand in hand, they walked forward across the sun-warmed deck. The island drew steadily closer. Flags along the docks, people moving through the harbor, even wisps of smoke rising above the rooftops—all began to come into focus. They still did not know how to get home. But beneath this unfamiliar sky, someone had already made room for them to stand side by side.