The dreaded, mighty and invincible leviathan awaits its next suitable morsel. Thousands of humans are served to the ravenous beast, which serves the purpose of filtering these mortals who seek to journey to never never land. The behemoth does not indulge itself in all that is served to it. A majority of the voyagers manage to escape the wrath of the beast and proceed with their journey, while a few unfortunate souls are swallowed by the monster's unfathomable might.
The world that surrounds the gregarious beast is not too kind as well. One just needs to enter the beast's territory and beads of sweat begin to pour down and the unbearable heat saps what little energy was left within the poor soul.
The rendezvous with this merciless demon is inevitable. It is short, nevertheless for those who experience it, the meeting is akin to a tortuous journey through the Andes, a hope-shattering walk through the Sahara, a long, winding journey filled with land mines and potholes for one to fall prey to, by chance he falter on the way.
As I sit here with the prospect of meeting this beast in 3 days, chills do not run down my spine, I do not shiver in fear, I do not fidget around, I am not a bundle of nerves. I shall conquer this monster, I shall fathom its ostensibly unfathomable might and I shall venture on the journey I intend to take, the mission that is meant to be accomplished by me.
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