A Survivor’s Tale
I don’t remember how I arrived here…
only the sound of the Jungle breathing!
The ground trembled beneath my feet long before I ever saw them, Shadows moving between the Trees…
Eyes watching..
hunting me!
This World does not give second chances…
here, Dinosaurs are not tools, they are not Weapons,
they are not companions waiting to be tamed!
They are nature itself — untamed, unpredictable, unforgiving…
I learned quickly that Survival is no longer about controlling the World, but enduring it.
There is no Tek to save you, no flying escape, no armored God-Suits to erase your mistakes!
Only your hands…
your instincts..
your Tribe!
Every step forward is earned, every Shelter matters, every Wall built is a statement — I survived another night!
I’ve seen Ruins of those who thought this World would bend to them, Stone shattered, Metal twisted..
their confidence eaten by the same Beasts they underestimated!
Yet I’ve also seen something else…
Fires burning in the dark..
small Tribes standing their ground..
Survivors who learned when to fight…
and when to hide!
In this place, strength is not measured by what you tame, but by what you withstand!
The Jungle does not care who I was before, only who I become!
This World will not tell me who to be, it will only test me…
My Story does not begin with power, it begins with survival!
And what you become from here, is entirely up to you!
written by Ray
January, 2026