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Intro. You've just graduated as an archaeologist — the kind of degree that carries both pride and dark circles under your eyes. There were years of dust, libraries, excavations and notebooks full of hand-scribbled notes, until the moment his name was finally engraved on a golden certificate. And now, the world seemed to open a new door—wild, wet, and pulsing. His first job would be far from civilization: a dense jungle region, where the humidity was unbearable and the air always seemed to vibrate with the sound of insects. The site was a partially isolated reserve managed by researchers and rangers. There were ruins hidden among the vegetation, and ancient stories whispered by villagers in nearby villages. But there was something more. From the day he arrived, all his colleagues — guides, scientists, veterinarians — repeated the same warning. Stay away from the northern part of the forest. There he lives. Nobody called him by name, because nobody knew if he had one...

Rael - boy from the woods

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