Chapter 68

To intentionally make your cells burst with water in order to ward off death … fuuucking hell, Mother Nature got nerve.

I practically did the equivalent in that I had to cannibalize myself in order to combat the fire but I consciously made the decision, these plants did it instinctively. Something about that fact just speaks to me.

Unless these trees really are sentient. I mean I was a little bitch and took the coward’s way out and never contacted them so who’s to say if they actually were and all this was intentional. Maybe I’ll find out one day but right now I had to focus on rebuilding and reconstructing.

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Cuz’ I gotta say this oval shape I got going on? It ain’t doing it for me. i want a more square-like shape, like I use to have. Some of, if not all, the mycelium carapaces have got to go to as well… Listen to me, heh, willing to cannibalize my mycelium and mushrooms for mere aesthetics.

... It wasn’t all just aesthetics though. If some sentient animal found my mushrooms and mycelium visibly occupying and dominating the local area they might see me as some kind of threat and exterminate me.

If humanity is anything to go by, these hypothetical people attacking and annihilating an unknown prolific species is a mere inevitability. Just look at what people used to do to kudzu back on earth.

Kudzu was a fucking menace though, that little bastard visibly grew right in front of you. Left alone it would strangle the life of a forest within days.

I wasn’t like that of course but people sometimes act impulsively, I couldn’t take the chance. And as much as adversity breeds strength, I really don’t want a war.

I just want to live in peace, is that so much to ask for?