The jungle heat was really humid and muggy that Qymaen have to take off his mask, which didn't help at all. He continue to walk in the jungle stepping over logs and broken vines. He started to sweat all over his face. He touch the side of his leg where his knife at, tucked into his wrappings. He continued to walking until he saw a large temple. He knew that he was getting close to home where he once lived long time ago. The village was bustling with people going about their business. He continued walking until a group of men wearing capes notice him. There were about five men, the tallest one lock eyes with the General.

"Sir," he began, the young man had a deep raspy voice,"How was your journey?" Qymaen smiled behind his mask. The general gave him a tight hug and let him go quickly.

" It was fine." he answered. The four other men came along to join the conversation. One particular man looked at the general very strangely. He took off his mask and smiled really big at the general.

"Father!" he said ecstatically. The general mean mug him.

"Its me, Karochi, I saw you a few days back when you-"

"Oh, Karochi, yes I remember, I'm sorry my mind is just all over the place." Qymaen gave his son a hug.

"Where is the rest of the family?" ask the overjoyed father.

" They are at home, in those condos complex. We had moved since your ship accident." Karochi smile disappeared then he perk back up.

"Buutt, they would be so happy to see you."

"Yes, your mother talk about you so much ever since you came back." chimed a short buff man. The general smile behind his mask.

"Well, this is why I came today, show me where they at." Karochi put his mask back on and the father and the son started their trek to the condo complexes.

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Hey everyone I have been gone for awhile I started school and my schedule is getting busy. Ch 11 is a bit shorter but Ch 12 will give more details and stuff. I hope you enjoy reading the story so far. Thank you and happy reading.