《Broken Ouroboros》


 Just My Luck

    Broken Ouroboros


    CH. 1 Just My Luck


    My name is Altan Vitae, currently my past name is unimportant since I haven''t used it in so long I''m not even sure I could remember it if I tried. Of course even though I no longer remember the name I once used that doesn''t mean I''ve forgotten the origin of my story.


    Allow me to begin my autobiography.


    It begins in a city like any other at this point in time during the UN agenda 21 and Agenda 2030, don''t remember the exact year just the bullshit propaganda which bombarded me and everyone else constantly, which they call The Sustainable Development Plan or some stupid shit like that, everyone seems to forget constantly, GovernMent is exactly that, an Organization of persons which seek to control the minds of the population they believe is theirs, Govern- Control|Ment- Mentis- Mind.


    Of course Sustainable Development was nothing more than a euphemism for a total technocratic slave system which population is maintained in controlled communities with a limited populace, the cities are becoming what is called Mega Cities, small towns are being destroyed by manmade natural disasters such as fires, floods, hurricanes, droughts, and various other patented weather modification techniques, they use geoengineering to dim the sun which they claim is for reducing the Global warming they could never prove and had to change the name on several occasions to also include a coming Ice Age and finally settling on the stupid green language which holds countless meanings Climate Change, the effect it has reduces the ability for those using electricity that isn''t part of the grid such as solar.


    By controlling birth rates through drugs which are given various ways both voluntary and involuntary, which makes me laugh these dipshits are begging for sterilization due to fear of responsibility meanwhile those who weren''t were forcibly sterilized like how fucking stupid can you be to beg for another persons torture method.


    "Anyways.... I digress."


    Being unable to fully hold in my disappointment towards the topic I sigh and say that.


    The methods they use were anything from EMFs, to pills, to drugs in the water and food, the goal was no births which were not approved by government.


    Births were in the progress of being done artificially, grown in a test tube, where they can control the genes of that child before being born such as making them more or less intelligent, athletic, even attempts to try and advance the parts of the brain which were used for tele abilities.


    They would use methods like destroying the potential of the children born to parents which voiced or showed opposition to the New World Order, Novus Ordo Seclorum, as they called it.


    Attempts to protest, while very small in numbers since most are begging for this world concentration camp, are forcibly destroyed officers would do everything from storming the house of the organizer before the event took place, to beating and shooting spraying with pepper spray everyone who showed up including infants, they would send in fake protesters to instigate riots which would be used as an excuse to conduct that violence on protesters to the general public.


    They even used EMFs like millimeter wavelength microwave EMF as crowd control methods which caused all sorts of side effects and almost immediately when hit with would induce a zombified state or stupor, like a really fucking long brain fart.


    The rich were also attempting to download their minds onto computers to upload into clones they created of themselves, often times with some form of genetic enhancement through gene editing like CRISPR, which is also used by them to fix the birth defects from all their inbreeding because they''re soooo superior to us the common serfs or useless eaters as they call us they can''t let our blood mix, just a funny side note, in an attempt for some form of pseudo- immortality.


    "Hahahahahahahahahaha Hooooo Shit never gets less funny."


    This time unable to hold in my laughter towards such a primitive thought it came barreling out almost like a Gatling gun.


    Dipshits always like to play God while believing they''re the imaginary concept of a genius. Ye shall be as Gods, it''s funny that I don''t believe in any religion yet I still use more quotes from religious texts than those which are and they don''t seem to have this understanding but I feel I''d have to be braindead to not see that fucking pattern.


    "sigh... I digress again."


    There is much more I could go into to describe and explain the current state of society but I''ll leave it there for now, it should be easy enough to see only idiots would like the current state of society. So as a result I hate it. Now let''s begin the story from where I see the beginning to be.


    It was just another day searching for a job waiting for a call back, was never great at keeping or getting jobs since I didn''t have the patience to be someones bitch and work hard for trash simply trying to get the most for the least, or working around cowardly lazy people who''ve gotten so used to being taken advantage of in the hourly pay system their behavior evolved to similar to that of a sloth and were to scared of the suffering it might bring for them if they simply stood up for themselves about their labor being used so unethically rather than becoming lazy about it and working slower and less often.


    Though I was never good at it I was still somewhat able to, however now since there was this Psychological Operation conducted on the populace sometime around 2020, I think though I don''t remember the name of it I know it had to do with the false ideology that the viral detoxification process which like the digestive process, the pubic process, the growth process, and every other process in existence which are based almost entirely by contents of ingestion such as nutrition and toxicity, is caused by being too close to someone which doesn''t even show symptoms of whatever it is they''re claimed to have.


    Every study ever done, ever disproves this point, but the average dipshit begging the Fourth Reich to pound their ass only care about what the Assholes Bill Gates (interesting thing about "him?" is "his?" family actually belongs to what is called Vassals or Roman Vassals which have olden royalty style rules, where only the firstborn male can inherit the fathers name and the current Bill is bill the fourth however there are five previous Bills including "him?" meaning he didn''t inherit "his?" fathers name becoming Bill the fifth), Dr. Fauci (who was a heavy player in the AIDS scam which resulted in lawsuits and various books written about it), and the other members of organizations like the WHO, CDC, WEC, RIIA, Trilateral Commission, CFR, and many many other NGO and GO alphabet terrorists along with religious (religare- to tie or to hold back) leaders like the child raping Pope or the child raping Dahli Llama, just people did in the past with the child raping Ghandi, or the Secret Societies like Freemasonry, A.O.A. Thelema, Fraturnis Saturni, Jesuits, and all the other Luciferian, Satanic or Old Religion Cults.


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    Moving forward even though it was ridiculous many lost their jobs including myself over refusal of mandatory vaccines, for their imaginary Convid that''s the name I remembered. Or their refusal to wear masks which according to theory on wearing them the only use they serve is to stop you from drooling in the patient while performing surgery, or one of the many other reasons which magically became acceptable after various decades of denial at the very possibility the sequence of events could take place.


    So now here I am, walking alone through the night like I often do just passing time, it''s more enjoyable to walk at night since most are sleeping at this time and I no longer find myself wanting to communicate with others like I used to. I prefer solitude, well that''s a lie I prefer solitude over the pathetic excuses for life forms around me, though I suppose what I truly wish was that I was among Real Human Beings again or for the first time since my admirations as a child could be biasing my perspective.


    I can walk almost endlessly without tiring though I don''t think means anything others seem to find it astonishing.


    Humans are built for endurance, meaning you''re supposed to be able to go for a long time even our life spans compared to other species shows this result. People who find it amazing are simply in the process of losing their humanity or have already lost it, I think.


    Anyways so I was just walking around like I usually do looking at some of the sights like the freemason symbol being on the capital building and various other buildings like companies or seeing the name of a company which uses the symbol being the parent company of some propaganda piece calling itself Freedom Real Estate or some shit, of course attempting to take advantage of the mindsets of the average Americans false desire for freedom or desire for pseudo- freedom, before it became the North American Union, R.I.P Aaron Russo for bringing that information to the public before your passing. Then all of a sudden when I took a step I fell through the side walk, it felt like when going down some stairs and you suddenly miss a stair stepping on air where you believed there to be solid ground, I bet I looked like a damn cartoon like the looney tunes and those black pocket dimension teleportation portals if anyone saw me, I looked down to confirm my lack of ground below and all of a sudden everything flashes bright white like I was his by a stun grenade the ringing in the ears and all it was disorienting, that combined with the feeling of suddenly falling was nauseating almost made me throw up in my mouth could feel the slight burning of the stomach acid in the lower area of my throat but I managed to keep it down.


    Then it was just complete darkness. No sound. No light. Nothing but I could still feel myself, my existence was still there it was just that nothing else was. I''m not sure how long I was in that place I can only call the Abyss could have been a couple of seconds or it could have been several years. I refer to it as the Abyss mentioned by Friedrich Nietzsche, it was like I stared too long like was warned then it swallowed me whole, of course that''s simply a symbolic way of putting it since the Abyss is not actually something to fear as quoted by one with much more wisdom than Friedrich ''Even when your path takes me through the valley of deepest darkness, fear will never conquer me'' regardless of origin the message is clear it doesn''t matter if the Abyss stares so long as fear doesn''t seep into your fragile little mind.


    So it was just me and my thoughts for what seemed to be eternity, ranging from bitching about my situation, to mocking the idea of God and praying for their help, and even to wishing I had been more critical of society in my earlier years, since I was practically middle aged when this happened if I''m remembering correctly. It was a wide range even mixed in with some states of insanity and hysterical laughter. Then finally the smallest speck of light flashed. I thought I was an illusion or something at first then it happened again brighter, longer, and closer. It flashed several more times each time getting closer like some kind of reverse black hole trying to swallow me like the previous darkness. The problem is I''ve heard enough about this go into the light shit to know I don''t want to fucking DIE!!! I need to escape only problem is it keeps getting closer and despite how long I''ve been here it being complete darkness I''ve never tried to move, thinking about it now I haven''t seen my body, I''m not even sure I can feel my body right now.


    "So is this it for me?


    Existing as nothing but thoughts for endless time then swallowed by some light to lose all sense of my individuality..... Fucking.... awesome....... sigh..."


    Then everything flashed white and I was swallowed whole by the thing of light and the stun grenade feeling returned yet again, as a result of the flash I closed my eyes or I think about doing it as I''m still not sure if I even still have my body.

 Where The Hell Did I End Up

    Ch 2 Where The Hell Did I End Up


    I opened my eyes and what I saw around me was.... Sand, lots and lots of fucking sand.


    "Goddammit a God damn desert! That''s where I fucking ended up! Sonofabitch.... Thanks lady luck I see you''re still a bitch.... sigh...."


    I look up to the sky and confirm the directions using the afternoon sun and decide my best bet is just going to be following the sun and hoping to maintain the light and heat.


    "Fuck, I''ll probably die if I stay here over night."


    I wasn''t wearing warm clothes just a T-shirt that said Abolish The Government, a pair of sweatpants, and some worn out shoes that the soles had several holes in them but it was still better than barefoot.


    I begin walking towards the setting sun or the West, and begin my journey of what seems to me is some fictitious bull shit isekai, God all the plots are the same in those things.


    After walking for nearly 6 hours the sun has long since out ran me and I am now walking in the cold and the dark hoping I don''t step on a scorpion. it''s definitely fucking cold, spit seems to freeze before hitting the ground both nostrils are frozen shut from the snot freezing.


    (I''m honestly thinking my anger and hatred towards the bullshit is the only thing keeping me alive right now.)


    Just as I thought that I see a light in the distance it''s very, very faint so I''m not sure what it is or how far but now it seems I have a goal and so I quicken my pace.


    After nearly another hour of practically running the entire distance I''ve gotten much closer to the light and it''s huge now, it appears to be a bonfire and I''m now standing right in front of it though I don''t see anybody or anything else around except the fire.


    "Strange, last time I checked bon fires don''t start themselves, even stranger I am pretty sure stories are the only place I''ve seen bones used in bonfires."


    Right in front of me was a bonfire made mostly of bones it appeared to be animal bones, not sure what kind maybe some type of deer, moose, or caribou, I don''t know. There was also some smaller animals bones and there was wood but it looks like perhaps due to scarcity, around here, wood is used very little or something.


    "Damn I''d love to smoke a bowl right now."


    Just when I said that suddenly on both sides of me my wrists were grabbed, my arms were yanked out and back while I felt pressure simultaneously on both sides of my shoulders violently smashing my face into the ground, bloodying my nose and getting sand in my mouth, nose, and eyes.


    "Gaahhh.. Fuck.. What the hell man!?"


    Being surprised by the violent restraint and the pain of my face I involuntarily let out my thoughts, as a result I was smacked on the side of the head by another party who I wasn''t aware of yet, making three total violent assholes, as a result of the smack the side of my head slightly got cut and was now bleeding a bit.


    I just laid there after the smack not trying to tempt them into doing it again, I really might die at this rate and I still don''t know who or what the fuck is attacking me, though I guess the reason why is self explanatory, I went to the bonfire and they didn''t like that. So I just laid there, the pressure didn''t cease from my shoulders and the blood from my nose was now clotting and cogging it.


    (first it was frozen and now its clogged with blood, I guess I''m destined to be a mouth breather.)


    The one who smacked me walked in front of me and the two on my sides dragged me up by my wrists and shoulders to place me on my knees, a little disoriented I wobbled back wards and forwards while they did so, probably from the smacks and blood loss. Once there the one in front of me grabbed my hair and held me to look in his eyes.


    Now that I see him I can see he''s a giant not as big as what''s depicted in much fiction but still big enough to make Andre The Giant look pretty average.


    (Fuck he''s huge no wonder just a smack bloodied the side of my head.)


    Then he began to speak it was strange I don''t think I''ve ever heard the language before yet somehow I also feel I understand what he''s saying.


    "Who are you and why have you come to my tribe."


    He says and I just kind of stare blankly.


    (Tribe? Who am I? Who are you!? Why the hell did you attack me just to ask a stupid question like that!?)


    "I am Altan. I was following the light."


    "Why have you come here?"


    He responds in a slightly deeper tone, you can tell he didn''t like my response very much.


    (Even if you ask that it''s not there is really a why I just decided to.)


    " I don''t really have an answer for that."


    His straight face turned even more sour that what it seemed before.


    (Shit! I think the more I talk the less my odds of living are.)


    Then after a few moments his face seemed to soften a little.


    "Hmmm."


    He seemed to be thinking about something.


    "You don''t appear to be lying, but we still have a problem of you being here and knowing we''re here."


    While thinking that means he is going to silence me He speaks again.


    "So what should we do about this?"


    I think for a moment then respond.


    "Let me go. Perhaps some food and water would be great too."


    Obviously ignoring the logical conclusion I should watch my words to preserve my life...


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    That was the last thing I remember before being bashed on the back of the head by one of the ones holding me.


    When I woke up I was told three days had passed.


    "You were out three days... Any longer and you would have been sold before you even woke up. Haha haha haaa."


    He let out a really stupid sounding laugh while telling me something aggravating.


    (Sold? As in a slave? Fuck that...)


    I looked around, it appeared that we were travelling and were no longer in that shitty desert. I was tied to some type of sled it looked like and I was being dragged. We were now in some forest, really humid so perhaps it was a rainforest, wasn''t raining right now though, luckily, it''s still dark out though.


    It also seems that the two who had me from behind were females, and they are not small bitches, they''re almost as big as he is, though they are extremely beautiful. Long hair to middle back, Hazel eyes, a fit body like an athlete, has a six pack, probably a big b or small c cup in breast size, and an ass that seems to be an interesting mix between firm and jiggly based on watching when they walk. There are also certain familial traits so perhaps they''re siblings or have a parental relationship, but he''s completely groping one of their breasts right now as they walk while the other one continues to drag me, so I''m really hoping I''m wrong about that theory.


    "Are you lovers?"


    I decide to ask.


    "Hm? Ah They''re my daughters, but yes I''m their lover. Not that it matters to you, but there are those, like my clan, which disapprove of our relationship. They believe the clan should branch out spread it''s seed across the entire plane. They claim I brainwashed them by training them since birth to satisfy my cravings after their mother died in the birthing process."


    (Damn the mom is the lucky one between the three of them.)


    "So a clan is all blood related and yours believes they should branch theirs into the other clans?"


    "You ask a lot of questions. Keep asking them and we might smack you unconscious again, perhaps you won''t wake up this time. he he." A sinister stomach churning smile appeared on his face. "Who knows what we might do to you after your life fades, I''ve always had a secret fascination with human leather, even made my daughters mother into a nice cardigan."


    (I''ve decided for certain now I think I''d really enjoy killing this sick fuck."


    A smile similar to his own appears on my face. He slightly scowls and then turns around and ignores my existence.


    (This bitch didn''t answer the question, though I guess from the wording he used that seems to be how it is)


    A couple hours pass and it looks like they''re getting ready to sleep, though it looks like one of the girls is going to be keeping watch.


    Another hour passes and After the sick fuck raped one of his brainwashed daughters (God I was tired of their fucking moans) they fell asleep, and I was right the other one is keeping watch. But she''s been acting really strange, rubbing her thighs together, (I''m wondering if she has to piss or if something the sick fuck did activated a program he put in her mind to make her want to orgasm) and right as I wonder that she gets up and walks towards the woods.


    (Yes!!)


    I immediately begin to struggle with the what seems to be woven vines, it luck appears to finally be on my side and a few of the vines are nearly broken due to being dragged across the ground, I assume, and I almost immediately break free and I grab the first big rock I see and I start smashing his fucking head in.


    Luckily the first shot dazes him as it wakes him by the second shot he''s knocked back unconscious. Blood starts spurting from his head as I smash it repeatedly slowly it caved, grinding his skull into dust, one eye popped out of socket still attacked his jaw caved sideways and snapped off leaving his tongue just dangling, soon the rest of his head was separated from his neck and practically smashed into mush. When swinging the last blow the girl nearby woke up and she lunged at me quickly I changed my target direction towards her and thinking this amazon bitch would overpower me I threw it.


    It smashes her right in the forehead and her head flies back yanking on her neck causing a disturbing sounding crack and she crumpled to the ground, unmoving and her head now bleeding.


    Remembering the other one I quickly look for another weapon nearby and look for a place to hide. I managed to find the weapon a pretty sturdy looking tree branch but when I was attempting to hide, I accidently walked right into the bush she had left to, found out it was the program. After startling each other I again quickly regain composure and smack her with the branch, being off guard her head yanks as well though no crack this time. She crumples too.


    (Phew... Adrenaline really love it sometimes.)


    Checking on the state of the bodies, knowing he''s dead, and after checking the pulse of the cracked neck one she has no pulse and her dead eyes are just staring empty, (It''s unfortunate under better circumstances perhaps deprogramming was an option.) when I go to check the other one I see she still has a pulse so I tie her up, practically like a mummy, trying not to underestimate her strength then I go back to sleep.


    (Now that the adrenaline is gone I just want to crash.)

 A New Day

    Ch. 3 A New Day


    When I awoke the sun was already pretty high in the sky.


    (I must have passed quite a few hours sleeping, it must be late morning now or even noon. It''s not into the afternoon yet though luckily.)


    "The piece of shit finally awakes."


    I look in the direction of the voice. She''s laying there on her belly, still tied, wrapped from shoulder to toe in rope or vine or what ever it is.


    (Wonder how it was sleeping like that. Definitely not good I''d bet.)


    "Yeah, actually I don''t think he''s going to be getting back up."


    Her face contorts in rage while I look at the body that''s head is now a pile of mush on the ground. The suns been beating on the bodies for a while so the stench of rot is really strong now.


    "Let''s move away from the smell atleast." (Altan)


    "Sure, just untie me and we can be on our way."


    I look around and see a blade about the size of a machete on the side of the man I killed that I hadn''t noticed in the heat of the moment. I grab it and walk towards her.


    Her face begins to show signs of fear while I stand right in front of her with the blade and I place the flat side of it under her chin and lift up her head and look into her eyes and say.


    "If you try anything you''ll end up like them."


    I look at her sisters and fathers bodies, then I cut the ropes and have her put her hands behind her back to tie them together. I then tell her she can stand up and while grabbing her forearm just below the elbow she gets on to her to her knees and then to her feet with my aid.


    "So which direction should we go?" (Altan)


    "If you keep heading east we''ll both be made slaves since my father won''t be with us. If you head north we''ll both be killed immediately since that''s the direction of the clan we were banished from. To the west the is largest Clan, which ours is a branch of from the distant past. I''ve heard some traditions remained from when the ties were closer though. It''s claimed they''ve created their own belief with gods unknown to me and when teaching it to their people they''re calling it something like The First Religare and the leaders are all in things called secret societies or brotherhoods. To the south there are many clans, several banded together to form what they are calling civilizations or communities but past them you''ll eventually hit the Ice Wall."


    (Ice Wall?)


    "Oh, you''re quite talkative, that''s unexpected. You also seem to be quite knowledgeable."


    "It was my father who knew the information, I''m just preventing myself being killed or being made into a slave. Well somebody elses slave or a different kind of slave...."


    "You''re not my slave, you''re my tour guide! You volunteered by trying to make me a slave and then trying to kill me when I used my forceful refusal. Isn''t repentance fun? Doesn''t it make you feel like a better human being. Haha" (Altan)


    Her eyes sharpen into a glare and keep my smile from my laugh a moment ago while we stare for a couple more seconds at each other.


    "So speaking of Ice Wall. What''s that? and what''s on the other side?" (Altan)


    "The Ice Wall is just like it sounds a wall of ice. The other side of it nobody knows what''s there, it''s the land of the Primordials, Mankind isn''t permitted to go there anymore, they were banished, but there are claims of endless land of green, blue, and every other color luscious food and scenery, along with plants and creatures never seen before and those long since believed to be extinct."


    (Sounds like the Flat Earth theory back in my world that gained massive traction due to the restrictions placed on Antarctica, all the lies, lack of photos and abundance of CGI from every space agency on the planet.)


    "Hehe"


    I let out a small chuckle thinking about the bubbles in space, lack of stars in the videos, videos using a fisheye or similar lens to "show" the curve of the Earth, the camera man who made it onto the moon before Armstrong to take the photo, the tread on the shoes not matching the footprints, Stanley Kubrick admitting in an interview before dying that he directed the moon landing fake, the satellites crashing with balloons attached to them, and my favorite Buzz Aldrin hitting the guy who asked him to swear on the Bible that he went to the moon and instead punches the guy, he then later tells a little girl when asked why they haven''t gone back they faked the landing. That was hilarious because thinking about it I could easily lie, put my hand on a stupid book and spout any nonsense I wanted. What you''re literally witnessing there is his preconceived conception being questioned causing a reaction called cognitive dissonance, where someone who has a really strong belief so ingrained in their mind their Ego recognizes it as a part of itself and when threatened, which it recognizes questioning it as such, it lashes out violently, you saw it all the time and there was even a slang term used for it called a Karen.


    "Well I don''t recognize them as my gods and I''m curious as to what''s actually there so let''s go that way."


    "Whatever."


    "Yeah, brainwashing tends to give that blah feeling once you lose your enslaver or handler."


    I turn and start walking towards the south without looking towards her or caring about her response.


    "I''m not brainwashed... I loved my father." she mumbles looking at the ground heading to the south right behind me.


    "Stockholm Syndrome." I smirk


    (I really hope this doesn''t eventually develop into something like the Rescue-Romance Syndrome, Hero Worship, or Transference, like what happens often times in these situations, especially when this is the first time I''ve ever even considered deprogramming someone, Though I may fail and end up having to kill her, selling her would be fucked up and leaving her alive with a desire for revenge for me would be pretty foolish.)


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    "Nothing. Let''s just get going. What''s your name while I''m thinking about it."


    "Sophia."


    "Altan."


    I look around taking in the nature. I don''t recognize any of the plants but the trees are all at least 6 feet thick and stand taller than I can see up while also so thick with leaves they nearly block out the sky, despite this it''s still pretty bright here.


    Everywhere I look there''s plants and they''re huge, it''s completely incomparable to any of the (rain?)forests I''ve seen in the past.


    It still doesn''t appear to be raining or to have rained but the humidity is pretty bad my clothes aren''t soaked but they are completely damp. Her what appears to be animal skin, her father mentioned liking human leather but she doesn''t seem to have the same sick taste, and some type of poorly processed, probably itchy, hemp or some other plant.


    As we walk I ask her a few things about the plants around, I''ve seen some small rodentish animals but nothing more than that in regards to animal life so I don''t ask much about them and instead focus almost completely on the plants.


    Some of the plants we talked about were Aristolochia gigantea (Dutchmans Pipe), Dioon spinulosum (Cycad), Piper nigrum (Black Pepper), Gingko Biloba, Cooksonia, Sigillaria, Calamites, and many others, we easily passed a few hours talking about so many plants, walking and talking into the early afternoon.


    We grabbed some of the fruit, berries, and other food off the plants while we walked so as to not stop and waste time, of course with her hands tied I had to feed her, but it was actually really easy to find food now that I''m not in the desert.


    The water we drank from streams as we passed them, none of them had any containers for water when I searched the bodies and searched her for weapons while she was unconscious.


    She doesn''t seem as hostile in her responses though I don''t think her anger or anything has gone away, even slightly, she has just gotten used to having to respond.


    I asked her how long it would take to make it to the wall and she answered probably a few years from here, and that it would probably be another couple weeks or even a month before we even made it out of the forest, she called it a garden of the Primordials, and that at some time tomorrow we''d probably be entering the Guardian of the forests territory and it would become extremely dangerous and I should untie her hands.


    I replied with ''I''ll think about it but probably not''. I also asked what this Guardian is and she responded with saying it''s the Beast created by the Primordials to protect the forest from Man.


    She went on to mention many other creatures were also created with the task of managing and protecting the forest but only the Beast has the power to dominate Man.


    Every section of life (fields, valleys, mountains, seas, lakes, rivers, forests, etc.) has it''s own Guardian appointed to it and their purpose is to keep Man out of certain areas, keep their population below 500 million, and keep Man from bringing species to extinction through Genocidal or as she said extreme methods.


    (That population amount is in my world on the Georgia Guidestones to be the desired population level. It was decided by the ''elite'' who worship Satan or follow The Old Religion. I think it also mentions how Nature is God on the Stones and in a book like Morals and Dogma or Man and His Symbols or something. Or maybe it was written by Albert Pike, Carl Jung, Carroll Quigley, Manly Hall, or someone similar. Regardless of the specific source I remember that it was a 30th or 31st or above Freemason, which Albert Pike states, in Morals and Dogma, is reserved only for those who worship the true God of Freemasonry, Lucifer, Satan is Nature. He is the ruler of Primal urges or the Beast within, similar to how Zeus transformed into the bull, interesting thing about that, another name for Satan is Bill or Bull. Vowels used to be interchangeable in ancient languages.)


    About another hour passes and having run out of questions for the time being I was beginning to get bored.


    (I wonder if there''s a faster way to travel. I''ll ask about it after we leave the guardian alive, based on what she said earlier that might not be so easy.)


    Shortly afterwards I saw a couple what looked to be giant anteaters, about 100 yards away, she warned me not to alert it or it''ll try and eat us, so we stayed hidden in some thick plants bushy leaves until they left, which was only a few minutes. Apparently they''re looking for food right now.


    We also saw several other animals as well. Most of them just looked like animals from my world only gigantic, though some I didn''t recognize at all and a couple I''d even be willing to say were mythological, though they were tiny and it reminded me of the Tinker Bell Peter Pan Disney shit, but she didn''t warn about any of them eating us like she did the anteaters.


    I guess we''re getting to the part of the forest with habitation now. I asked several questions about the animals as we saw them. She seems to be getting tired of answering all the questions as she now sighed every time before answering the questions. She also was suspicious as to why I know nothing about these creatures, I responded with the typical response in situations like these, ''I''m from a distant land, we have different creatures there''. After that I stopped asking questions.


    I stayed silent and passed the rest of the day walking in mostly silence, I asked a couple questions but it was still mostly silence.


    It''s now early night and we''re passing time eating, I moved her tied hands in front of her body rather than behind her back so she doesn''t need me to keep feeding her now that we''re just sitting here and we passed the rest of the night like that. She fell asleep first, followed by me about an hour later.