Arata perched on the tree, feeling uneasy in this strange place. Suddenly, a loud crash shattered the silence. A huge boar charged at him, but something was different—it had metal skin! Arata grabbed his spear, his heart racing with fear and surprise. The boar crashed into the tree, but Arata clung on, his hands shaking.
"You think you can take me down? Think again!" Arata shouted, trying to sound brave despite his fear.
As the boar charged again, Arata stabbed at it with his spear. The boar cried out, but it didn't stop. Arata's hands trembled as he aimed for the boar's eyes, hoping to stop it. With a quick jab, he struck the boar, causing it to stagger back.
But the boar wasn't done. It charged at Arata once more! Arata dodged, feeling a surge of panic. He thrust his spear into the boar's side, relief flooding him as it fell to the ground.
"You're not taking me down today," Arata muttered to himself, his voice shaky but determined. With sharp eyes, he yelled, "I will kill anyone and everyone who gets in my way of survival!"
After the fight, Arata tended to his wounds by the fire he had built earlier. He knew he needed to get stronger to survive in this tough world. With each passing moment, his determination grew, fueled by the challenges he faced.
Sitting by the fire,tired and exhausted Arata reflected on the strange encounter. He knew he couldn't let his guard down in this unforgiving land. With resolve in his heart, he prepared to face whatever lay ahead, determined to prove himself in a world where only the strongest survived.
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