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BATIM is SO FUCKING GOOD and i love it and I'm replaying it after years?! Damn! Now, let me present, Cale as an ex-animator who visits his old workplace after a invitation letter... Well, let's say, not everything goes well.
(OG!Cale somehow survives from White star from this, he's in his 40's in this! As we know, Henry Stein received an invitation after 30 years, but I'll give 20 to Cale on this one.)

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Cale Henituse is a broken, lonely man. During war, he can't do anything but fight. Fight. Fight for his land and country. Fight, even if it means death to him.

Surprisingly, his old boss Joey Drew, who he recognized the letter's handwriting, sent him an invitation to come visit the old workplace of theirs again.

He accepts but has no idea what will happen.

(WIP)

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Dear Cale,

 

It seems like a lifetime has passed since we last worked on cartoons together.

23 years really slip away, don't they?

 

If you're back in town, come back to and visit the old workshop.

I have something i'd like to show you. 

Your best pal, Joey Drew.

 

Cale Henituse was a far different man than he ever was back all those years ago. He can remember the clear memories of when he freely drank wine, meanwhile acting as if everyone around him was simply a pest waiting to be stomped on. Or, at least, that is what people rumored him to be.

People loved to rumor him of being everything, from a lout to trash, to a selfish and spoiled brat who knows no manners. Who has no respect for his well-meant, well-mannered family? He was just the black swan a part of the family full of white swans. He was the odd one out. Nobody understood why he was even born.

Why would a trash possibly be the heir to such a family? And a rich one at that, topping even the best kingdoms and empires out there.

Well, it was not like Cale had an answer to such a thing, he did not care for it anyway.

When the war started, he realised how weak he actually was. How stupid he was and how much he wished it was him instead of them. Why? Why wasn't he dead? Why wasn't he the one who got attacked? Who got to slowly die instead of them?

Why?

That is the only question going through his mind, all day all long. The amount of tears his eye sockets spilled were inhumane, until he felt that he simply could not cry anymore. 

Well, he then somehow became producing cartoons with someone who he can truly call a friend, Joey Drew. Although, even as years passed and they distanced each other due to him retiring and fighting in the war, Joey suddenly called him at such a time.

Why? That was the question swirling in his head. But, he would find out, no problem. 

If that is what he needs to do, so be it. He didn't see the workshop in quite some time anyway.

 

(THIS IS STILL A WIP! NEXT CHAPTER SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE, HOPEFULLY TO COMPLETE CHAPTER 1 FULLY!! Also, well... I realised, maybe this is just... I don't know. In tboah, everything is destroyed in the end, but joey drew's studio just magically staying? xD... Well, let's say White star didn't fuck up TBOAH as much in here. Let your imagination run free~! lets also pretend this is in the future, when there could actually be stuff to make animations... But, all the noble and kingdom shit is still there... yeah!!)

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