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.