As I walked on the road made by humans, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. The road was well-trodden, a clear sign that many people had traveled this way before. I had been in the forest for what felt like an eternity, and finally getting out was a dream come true. The road was surrounded by towering trees on either side, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The sun shone brightly, warming my skin and filling me with hope.
As I walked, my thoughts turned to the village I was headed towards. I had heard that humans lived in organized communities, with their own laws and customs. I wondered what the people in the village would be like, and if they would accept me. My time in the forest had changed me, and I was no longer the person I once was. But still, I was determined to start a new life and see what the world outside of the forest had to offer.
The road was long, but I didn't mind. I was happy to be out of the forest and finally on my way to a new beginning. I was eager to see what the future held for me, and I was determined to make the most of every opportunity that came my way.
I can't help but think about what kind of society I am about to enter. Will it be a good one, where people live in harmony and cooperation, or will it be a trash one, filled with slavery trading and violence? I've heard so many stories about the different types of villages and towns out there, and I can't help but feel a bit uneasy. But, at the same time, I'm also excited to explore and see what this new place has in store for me. I'm ready for a change and to embark on a new journey, but I can't shake the worries that come with entering an unknown society.
I was also worried about finding a place to stay, as I had no money and didn't know how I would get by. But then, I remembered the pouch of monster cores I had on me, and I hoped that they would have some value in this new village. I didn't know what to expect, but I kept moving forward, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
I had been walking for what felt like an eternity. For the past 2 years, I had been trudging through the forest, hunting monsters and trying to survive. But now, after walking for 4000 km, I finally saw a sign of civilization.
As I approached, I could see a man tending to his fields. He was the first human I had seen since entering the forest, and I was eager to finally be able to communicate with someone again.
As I approached, I could tell he was a farmer. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a friendly smile on his face. I approached him, and he greeted me warmly in a language I had never heard before. Although it was different from any language I knew, there were some similarities that made it easier for me to understand.
I was nervous at first, but I soon realized that the farmer was kind and friendly. He offered to help me and showed me the way to the nearest village. I was relieved to finally be able to get some help and learn about this new place I found myself in.
After walking for 2 long years and covering a distance of over 4000km across the forest, I finally arrived at a new village. As I approached the village, I could see that it was primarily a farming community. The villagers were busy working in the fields, planting and harvesting crops. The fields were lush with different kinds of crops, from wheat to corn to vegetables. The fresh smell of soil and the sound of animals filled the air.
As I walked through the village, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness at the same time. I had been living in the forest for so long, that the sight of so many people was overwhelming. But I also felt a sense of hope that this village would provide me with a new start, and the chance to live a life beyond the constraints of the forest.
I was greeted by the farmers who were working in the fields. They were friendly and curious about me, as they had never seen someone like me before. I struggled to communicate with them as I was not familiar with their language, but we managed to understand each other with gestures and facial expressions.
I continued to walk around the village and observe the people. They were hardworking and dedicated to their jobs, but also took the time to laugh and enjoy life. I could see that they lived a simple yet fulfilling life.
As I approached the village, my heart was pounding with anticipation. I had been walking for two years, and I was eager to see what this new place held for me. I was greeted by a man who seemed to be the village chief. He was an older man with a kind smile, and he welcomed me to the village with open arms.
We communicated through gestures and facial expressions, as we didn't speak the same language. I explained that I needed a place to stay for a month, and he agreed to let me stay in the village. I was relieved and grateful for his kindness.
The chief then took me on a tour of the village, which was a farming-oriented community. I was impressed by the abundance of crops and the hardworking people who tended to them. The villagers were friendly and welcoming, and I felt at ease in their presence.
After the tour, I sat down with the chief to talk more about my stay in the village. He offered me a place to stay and assured me that I would be safe here. I thanked him and promised to do my best to contribute to the village while I was there.
With a smile on my face, I settled into my new home in the village. I was excited to learn more about this new place and the people who lived there.
As I walked around the village, I met the chief's son, Aneas. He was a friendly young man who offered to help me with my stay in the village. He taught me the language and showed me around, including how to sell my monster cores. When he saw one of the cores I had in my pouch, he was amazed. He told me that they were very valuable and that I could sell them for a good price. I was grateful for his help and decided to trust him. I felt hopeful that my stay in this new village would be a good one.
It was a peaceful day in the farming-oriented village called "Sawa". After a successful hunt for a wild boar, the villagers were preparing a feast to celebrate. The boar had been causing trouble for the farmers, destroying their crops, so the hunt was seen as a great victory. The air was filled with the aroma of cooking meat, and the villagers gathered together in the central square, laying out a long table loaded with food.
As you sit among the villagers, you can feel the warmth of their hospitality. Aneas, the village chief's son, who had been teaching me about the local language and culture, sat next to me. He told me about the tradition of holding a feast after a successful hunt, and how it was a way of thanking the gods for their bounty.
As I ate, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the kindness and generosity of the villagers. They had welcomed me into their community, even though you were a stranger, and had shown you how to sell your monster cores in the market. The feast was a reminder of how much you had accomplished in your journey, and how far you had come from the days of struggling to survive in the forest.
As the night went on, the villagers sang and danced, their laughter ringing through the air. You couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging among these people. For the first time in a long time, you felt at peace, and the thought of leaving this village was a distant one.
As the months in the village came to an end, I reflected on the time I had spent here. I was amazed at how quickly I had learned the local language and culture, as they were similar to what I already knew. I had come to appreciate the peaceful way of life in this farming village, but I knew it was time for me to move on to a bigger city. I was eager to gather more knowledge and experiences, to broaden my horizons and learn even more.
I bid farewell to the friendly villagers and the village chief, who had welcomed me into their community and taught me so much. I was grateful for the memories and lessons that I would carry with me as I continued on my journey. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, I stepped onto the road and began the next chapter of my adventure.
As I sat in the village, reflecting on my journey, I couldn't help but think of my sister. The thought of her had been with me every step of the way, and now that I was in a safe place, it only intensified. She was my motivation to keep going, to keep surviving in the dangerous path. I couldn't help but feel guilty that I wasn't there to protect her when she needed it most. But now, I was determined to avenge her. The fire in my heart burned brighter with every passing day, and I was filled with a fierce determination to find whoever was responsible for her death and make them pay. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was willing to do whatever it takes to honor my sister's memory and bring her the justice she deserved.