"I miss it so much..."
The first thing that greeted me was the pleasant tropical climate. The fresh air in the middle of nowhere.
What a life...
Hunger.
Thirst.
And lost.
Not to mention that Brazil is fucking huge...
And right in the Amazon rainforest, on top of that...
This place is worse than Australia and even bigger on top of that.
Australia is the famous "little sample." It likes to show off, but here it's a different story...
Of course, for a normal person, it's hell, so as long as I don't end up in another zone, it's a piece of cake.
Jaguars?
Alligators?
Monkeys?
Tarantulas? Goliaths?
Poison dart frogs?
Mosquitoes?
Piranhas? Stingrays?
Snakes?
I'll show them my girl's fist.
... My only real fear is the candiru.
And centipedes.
It sucks.
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Then there are the diseases, on top of everything else...
The Amazon is a disaster!
I've walked about fifteen kilometers, and it's all the same.
I'm going to cry.
Wasn't there supposed to be a bunch of rivers in this damn place? How come I haven't found any yet, but I've already been attacked by a jaguar?
"Let's go, you son of a bitch."
That bastard left my arm all torn up, but on the bright side, now it's following me quietly behind me, toothless and with a swollen eye.
Look at the audacity.
Out of nowhere, this bastard jumps on me.
What a fucking scare I got. It grabbed me and wouldn't let go, so I showed it my fist.
And it ended in a beautiful technical draw...
My life is a joke. It's been over an hour, so my arm is almost healed.
I was dying to eat jaguar meat, and she was dying to eat human meat.
But my fist is too light to do anything. Sure, rocks or my scarf were good options, but again, the emotional appeal was strong.
So skinny and unlucky.
It seems that it is difficult for normal animals to get food now with the increasingly frequent changes in fauna and flora around the world.
Either they evolve or they fall behind in the food chain, so I decided to "adopt" this thing too.
Not to mention that I'm not so desperate to eat this bag of bones right now, but if it comes to that, she'll become food.
Anyway, I can't do much against her with my strength, but she can't do much against me either. Especially since she's so malnourished.
What a peculiar group...
A disabled, weak, poor, and ugly human... Well, ugly is a strong word. I'm just normal in appearance, yes, normal.
Normally, that would affect a person's self-esteem, right? But looking down, I thought it was fair, my little friend was quite well-endowed...
Back to the subject. A miserable human, a dehydrated scarf, and now a toothless, malnourished jaguar...
What am I doing with my life?
Am I turning into Tarzan?
I don't even have any documents anymore; it's going to be a real pain to return to society.
Bureaucracy. The terror of normal people.
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Water...
We finally found water.
Of course, the color wasn't the best; something seemed to be blocking the flow of the stream.
But clearly that wasn't going to stop me. It wasn't some disease, fever, or diarrhea that would prevent me from quenching my thirst.
More than two weeks without drinking water...
Good thing I'm awake, otherwise I'd be cosplaying Tutankhamun.
Of course, for some reason, my scarf and the toothless cat didn't want to drink the water.
Fucking fussiness.
When it came time to attack me, they didn't even hesitate, but now, when it comes to water, they're hesitant?
It's one of two things: either I'm too appetizing, or their instincts are telling them not to drink the water.
I prefer to believe that I'm appetizing; otherwise, their instincts are leading them nowhere, right? That's not possible, is it?
... Right?
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.
Knowing that I'm less dangerous than murky water was worse than my new dysentery and perhaps the most humiliating thing in recent days.
But let's look on the bright side, right? Someone harmless always has the advantage. I think.
Of course, it was also satisfying to see them so fucked up because of me too.
I may be a piece of shit, but that piece of shit left you toothless and made you a scarf. Not to mention what I did to those chickens.
I'm awesome...
I think? Maybe?
Anyway, a few more hours passed, and I started looking at the toothless cat salivating over him.
He looked better and better to me.
He looked ready to run at any moment. Looking suspiciously and starting to walk on my right, where I couldn't see anything.
But what a lucky bastard; just as I picked up a rock, we saw a wild boar running through the woods.
"It's you or him," I said to my toothless friend, who immediately started running after the boar, with me running right behind him.
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Fast. That fat pig was very fast.
It looked like a runaway car. Its speed surpassed us for a few seconds and kept increasing.
It was impossible to catch up with it in our condition.
I didn't like this at all.
"My food..."
I tried to shorten the path by going in other directions, but I just ended up getting all dirty.
The pig simply disappeared down a treacherous path.
It was simply impossible to catch up with it.
Damn pig...
Half an hour of chasing for literally nothing.
Not to mention that the toothless cat took off too...
And my scarf fell somewhere along the way.
I'm definitely not Tarzan.
Alone again...
"I should have eaten those bastards..."
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Back to square one...
"That's when Jairo finally understood..."
Yeah, now I understand. Now I understand you...
I thought that just by trying. Accepting everything so far, it would work...
Ah, I don't even know why I'm thinking this.
It's not my style, but it sucks...
For the first time in a long time...
I cried.