Once, tu were wandering around in nature, rather far from home. tu had no particular intent, but were simply enjoying the exploration of a place you'd never been before. tu came upon the edge of what appeared to be a forest. tu wandered closer, thinking to yourself that tu hadn't thought there was a forest here. tu looked up at the tall, green trees to see hundreds of peaceful little honeybees buzzing about. From such a distance, the sound was almost comforting.

Once tu had almost breached the forest, the buzzing grew louder and más intense. tu realized that the bees had surrounded tu entirely. tu felt vaguely as if they wanted something from you, and decided against fighting and eating them, o trying to force your way through a volley of stinging. tu stretched out your arms in good faith, and the bees responded in kind. They swarmed to capa you, but there was no malice in the action. Indeed, tu felt that the understanding of their base desire tu had experienced went both ways, and made it known to the bees that tu wanted to wear them as a shirt.

The bees, respecting not only your calm and reasonable nature, but also your quick understanding and usage of your shared communicative link, happily complied with your wish. Your camisa, camiseta of bees felt strange, but not unpleasant. It provided a sense of protection like tu had never experienced before. más physically, the efforts of the bees themselves offered a sense of guidance and direction, which tu recognized would be invaluable in this deep and unfamiliar forest. As tu felt the bees gently urge tu to enter the forest, tu decided to place the whole of your trust in them and follow where tu felt them lead.

tu took your first step into the forest. At once tu could feel that the bees had much más influence over reality in this place, and tu knew that your trust had not been misplaced. tu quickly lost any physical perception of the world outside the forest, as if tu were in a separate plane of reality somehow. But this feeling was soothing rather than frightening to you.

tu could see a path laid out before you. Not with your eyes, of course; the surrounding wilderness seemed entirely untouched por human hands. But the path the bees were taking tu on was clearer than anything tu could have imagined before that moment. tu felt a deep sensation of peace wash over tu at the same time as tu were being filled with purpose. Your ability to bask in the depths of these newfound experiences was almost as pleasant as the simple experience of overwhelming nature. But as tu relied on the bees to guide your way, your sense of wonder found tu taken por surprise when a small but deadly-looking pantera, panther leapt from the branches above.

tu felt fear try to force its way into your thoughts, but the inner strength tu had never known before that día kept tu from sinking into an instinctual fight-or-flight reaction. Your mind raced, and though your deliberation felt like ages to you, tu rather quickly decided to scare the pantera, panther so that he would be too afraid to attack you. The bees that permeated the forest sensed your desire, and felt that it was good. The courage to stand your ground balanced with the mercy to avoid violence was worthy and favorable in the eyes of the bees, and so they saw fit to ensure your success.

Thousands of bees gathered behind you, and worked in tandem to give tu the appearance of a massive winged monster. The sound was deafening, and the ground was dark, and the pantera, panther before tu was struck por a deep terror. He fled with great speed and trembling, and showed no signs of slowing por the time he left your sight. Their task accomplished, the bees dispersed back into the forest, though your camisa, camiseta remained. With the danger passed and your corazón rate slowing back down, tu resumed your journey.

tu followed the path as they nudged tu for only a short while longer when tu emerged in a spacious clearing. Though still shielded from the sun por a roof of leaves and branches, there was no longer thick underbrush hindering your movement o vision. And at the end of this strange clearing, tu saw a golden structure.

As tu drew near, the detail of this apparent shrine became clearer. It was in the shape of a massive hexágono on the ground, with pillars taller than any human at each corner. Near the top, the pillars slanted inward, but not so far that they connected with each other. At the edges between the pillars were stairways, rising nearly two meters before flattening into a smaller (though still large) hexágono platform. tu ascended the stairs, and saw in the very center of the high platform one final raised hexagon. tu approached this altar, and saw in its center a basin filled with honey.

This was the purest, clearest, most delicious looking honey tu had ever seen. It almost seemed to shine, and tu could feel that it was not only of great significance, but of great power as well. tu stood there, pondering what to do siguiente for hours, o perhaps it was only a few seconds. Though tu had enjoyed your adventure so far, and did trust the bees, this somehow felt like it was too much. All the doubt and fear and anxiety that tu had avoided feeling so far came upon tu at once. It was nearly debilitating, and caused the incredible abnormality of your situation to dawn on you. The fear of what would happen if tu continued set in, and this time it overcame you. tu decided to leave.

As tu descended the shrine and began making your way back home, the bees that adorned tu left without fighting. They remained, with so many others, at the altar. A profound sense of disappointment swept through all the bees of the forest, and sadness through those who had been with you. Their hope was shattered. The one they had thought would fulfill the prophecy had abandoned them. But the prophecy remained, and the bees were determined that they would see it realized someday. At a later time, por different hands, and perhaps even por a different generation of bees, but it would come true. The False One would be stopped. He had to be.