Darkness came early. Beings that crawled and hid became more treacherous in the nights. A land left undiscovered was open and free. Days became weeks and months became years.

I fought hard.

I starved at first.

I thrived long after.

With time I became adjusted to the wilderness.

Locations hidden behind danger became open.

Opportunities lying in plain sight were not the secrets that I learned.

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A village hidden in the leaves, one which no player had found, was my home for months. Its inhabitants taught me their ways.

I embraced them.

They treated me with a kindness that I will never forget.

My mind became my biggest battle.

When should I return?

Should I ever return?

What awaits me?

From these thoughts, I found refuge by delving deeper into the wilderness.

Deeper and deeper, farther and farther I went away from civilization, from society, from those that wronged me.

Until I reached a wall.

A place that couldn't be maneuvered.

For days I tried.

An invisible barrier impeached my path.

Stubbornness wasted days.

In which clarity was reached.

I had no way forward.

Nothing was left for me to learn.

I must go back.