This world that the priestess brought me back to mortal form, isn't as familiar as when I left those 200 years ago. From nothing to existence this dimensional plain is beyond the pixels of what normal minds can process. Persistently ever changing it has been since the conflux and that time I left the ruins. Even the heavens above seem to have been recreated by the gods, forming ambient energy from the universe changing the day and night sky. While Heading south west, more or less a few days in travel I stumbled upon a local group of Spring Bok herded by this giant of an Alpha Male Bok. By the looks of his herd, this Alpha has appeared to have championed quite a few bouts. Not aware of any present danger, the animals continued at a grazing pace. Ever so cautiously eating Malus Fruit.. As I took aim and drew my bow for my next few meals. That evening, meat sizzled on my fire and I gave plenty thanks for the blessings given to me.
