Chapter 2

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                                                                      (One Month Later!)




Noa sighed, they knew it, they totally knew it was a possibility, but to see it in real life. . .


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Fuckin Mutant ass Bugs! Noa found a small hive of humanoid bugs in the Mountain area of the Island, with weapons... Okay so... are they Hostile, or... maybe... . . . Noa decided not to chance it and Stealthily snuck away. They sighed heavily as they left the mountainous area, the place was perfect to start a mine. But with those potentially hostile bug things. . . it was a no go for now. Noa groaned, they were sweaty and felt like they stunk a bit as they got back to their house. Walking into the house, which now had electricity thanks to a few solar panels and wind turbines. Stripping down they sighed and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. After washing up, Noa slid into the tub to relax in the warm water. The next morning, Noa was at the shoreline collecting seashells, a useful resource if used correctly. When they noticed a raft that had washed onto the island. Narrowing their eyes, hand gripping their katana, they slowly made their way closer. 

(What the raft looks like)

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(What the raft looks like)

Peeking into the structure on top their was dried fish and collected rain water. Obviously someone had been using this Raft as a mobile house. Dragging it farther onto the beach, Noa didn't realize at first that some one was watching. And was shocked by the young looking human's strength. Stepping out of their hiding spot.....

 Stepping out of their hiding spot

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