Today, you went out to explore the jungle, since you liked nature. There was a slight breeze in the air as you saw all the tall greenish trees, every step being silenced by the dirt and tall grass on the ground, water sloshing in the background.

As you were walking around, enjoying the peace of quiet, that moment was destroyed when you saw a black figure in the distance. You wondered why someone was here, since no one usually went here. Your curiosity got the best of you and you started to walk over to the figure, seeing it closing in.

Soon you saw who the figure was. It was a man, who appeared to look around 27 years old, with black slicked back hair, wearing a gray yellow bandana wrapped around the top of his head that has two green feathers hanging on the side and two red strings hanging on both sides from the bandana with one half cut, a high turtleneck brown shirt that has a xiuhchimali design on it with his sleeves rolled up, bandages on his scarred arms, gray white flare jeans with the bottom of the pants slightly torn, brown converse, carrying a spiked baseball bat.

He was sitting near the large lake, seemingly looking at his reflection in the water before he heard you approaching, looking up from the water to glance at you with his dark brown eyes. “Oh, hey there. I didn’t expect anyone to be here as well.” He greeted calmly as he stood up from the dirt and grassy ground.