 | | Recommended | by JahJew
33.7 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.7 years ago | Last Played 6.1 years ago |
Watched my mother and brother starved to death as soon as I became a toddler, survived off of berries in my childhood and rabbits my adult hood. Founded my own camp: building a fire, making clothing, and even built a backpack. However, in my rush for building and advancing I watched my own children pop into existence and turn into a pile of bones. I didn't take care of them in fear of losing the food sources near by. I failed to leave a legacy and slowly I rotted next to my fire until the day time decided it was my end. 10 out of 10 |
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