Vilvanian forest is home to many beast, some docile and some that can take out a large group of armed men alone, just like the threat level the quality of meat extracted from them is either high sought out or barely edible. What started as a hunt would slowly unravel many dark secrets none could have ever anticipated, Vetka a social outcast was traveling heading to a nearby village for supply when dusk slowly darken the sky.


Searching a perfect area to set up camp, he began setting traps in the nearby area to catch a meal and to alert of any threat while crafting a makeshift tent. Finalizing the structure he heard a yelp nearby , he turned around and smiled '' dinner time'' carrying a blade he loomed over the defenseless animal '' not the best taste but you'll do just fine'' he said before plunging his blade into its neck. Using a fire starter kit he began seasoning the meat, sitting on a stump for a bench enjoying the warmth of the flame.

While stoking the fire a bright light suddenly turn the dark forest as bright as a sunny day, followed by a violent shockwave that pushed Vetka to the ground, as he quickly jumped back to his feet his jaw dropped witnessing the largest explosion of his life. The unnatural color only fed more his curiosity, while unwise to head towards a blast zone he had to know what exactly happened. Taking alongside him the cooked meat and a torch he quickly made his way to the source, his body quickly flinched hearing debris from the blast falling from the sky at high velocity, loud whistle passing near his head forcing him to jump underneath a fallen tree for shelter.
Multiple foreign object splattered across the forest, laying on his stomach he could only remain still shielded by the husk of a tree. Taking bite of the seasoned cooked meat he watched as a fallen rock fell and lodged itself into the base of a nearby tree, the same greenish hue slowly diminishing into a dull grey color before crumbling bits by bits.


Seizing the chance before it fulled turn to ash Vetka pulled a empty bottle of spices and placed it underneath collecting as much sample as possible. He held the bottle near his face once done attempting to identify the substance, his gaze so focused on the container he did not notice as something grabbed his leg. Yelping almost dropping the bottle he quickly jumped back holding the torch forward, when light revealed what made contact '' A...a yinglet!? '' before him was a badly injured female yinglet, he had no idea where she came from though by her state perhaps was close to the explosion itself. '' hey lady what was that big boom just now? Hello lady? yinglet girl?'' when he looked down she was out cold, shrugging he
kept walking forward resuming his path, though short lived as he halted himself letting out a deep sigh. Returning back to the unconscious yinglet, lifted in his arm '' you better be worth the trouble'' leaving his campsite Vetka walked at fast pace to his original destination.

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