Chapter

I’m dead.

Or I will be very soon.

The fucker just got done explaining that the one who started the fire was another one of my kind. And yeah I asked what they called us.

A devouring mushroom.

What kind of fucked… no I have to focus on what matters.

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I’m happy I’m not the only one of me here but considering the shit about to unfold I’m not sure I’ll even get the chance to meet the other mushroom.

Thing is, elder just got done with telling every fucking asshole in this forest about me and suddenly it’s found out that a devouring mushroom was the one to blame to start the fires.

Never mind that I was halfway across the forest AND the one who ultimately stopped it. If human behavior is anything to go by then those around me will start persecuting me for shit I couldn’t have even remotely have done.

If I had legs I would have already run.

The only one willing to bat for me I’m assuming is Elder but I don’t think it’ll be able to protect me much. I’m surrounded by hostile trees everywhere.

And I’m quite surprised the hostile shit hasn’t already begun.

As it stands I don’t think I’ll be able to avoid this unless…

Oh. I’m a smooth brain.

I’ve had the option to run the whole time I was just too blind to see it.

The only problem?

I would have to abandon everything.