It was a sad year for all tribes living in mystery forest. They had recently gotten news that the government and king's court decided to cut down mystery forest to build a weapon centre and training centre. They already had destroyed half of the forest and goodness knows if the would completely destroy it. Only time would tell. They destroyed half of the forest and many aboriginal tribes have been rendered homeless. You might have thought that the government would at least give them a home but no.
The government and the king turned a deaf ear to the wails and shouts of protest the homeless villagers let out. Having no other choice, the tribes had to live in the streets of mystiland. However, unbeknownst to the king and government, there was still a lucky tribe called, 'Red' tribe that survived because they were living in the last half of the forest.
The villagers were constantly thanking their lucky stars and not a day went by where they would not pray and thank God. Although they heaved a sigh of relief, they knew that luck does not last forever. They knew there would come a day when they too, will be rendered homeless like the rest of the tribes and they dreaded it. They could only just hope that that day will never come too soon....
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Death-hound
AdventureShe won't let her go. That easily. Warning! ⚠ contains some violence!! Do not copy me!! Else I will hunt you down. Or sue you for copyright. So better not try anything...
