Once, आप were wandering around in nature, rather far from home. आप had no particular intent, but were simply enjoying the exploration of a place you'd never been before. आप came upon the edge of what appeared to be a forest. आप wandered closer, thinking to yourself that आप hadn't thought there was a forest here. आप 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 आप had almost breached the forest, the buzzing grew louder and और intense. आप realized that the bees had surrounded आप entirely. आप felt vaguely as if they wanted something from you, and decided against fighting and eating them, या trying to force your way through a volley of stinging. आप stretched out your arms in good faith, and the bees responded in kind. They swarmed to बरसती, लबादा you, but there was no malice in the action. Indeed, आप felt that the understanding of their base desire आप had experienced went both ways, and made it known to the bees that आप 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 कमीज, शर्ट of bees felt strange, but not unpleasant. It provided a sense of protection like आप had never experienced before. और physically, the efforts of the bees themselves offered a sense of guidance and direction, which आप recognized would be invaluable in this deep and unfamiliar forest. As आप felt the bees gently urge आप to enter the forest, आप decided to place the whole of your trust in them and follow where आप felt them lead.

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

आप could see a path laid out before you. Not with your eyes, of course; the surrounding wilderness seemed entirely untouched द्वारा human hands. But the path the bees were taking आप on was clearer than anything आप could have imagined before that moment. आप felt a deep sensation of peace wash over आप at the same time as आप 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 आप relied on the bees to guide your way, your sense of wonder found आप taken द्वारा surprise when a small but deadly-looking तेंदुआ, पैंथर leapt from the branches above.

आप felt fear try to force its way into your thoughts, but the inner strength आप had never known before that दिन kept आप from sinking into an instinctual fight-or-flight reaction. Your mind raced, and though your deliberation felt like ages to you, आप rather quickly decided to scare the तेंदुआ, पैंथर 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 आप the appearance of a massive winged monster. The sound was deafening, and the ground was dark, and the तेंदुआ, पैंथर before आप was struck द्वारा a deep terror. He fled with great speed and trembling, and showed no signs of slowing द्वारा the time he left your sight. Their task accomplished, the bees dispersed back into the forest, though your कमीज, शर्ट remained. With the danger passed and your दिल rate slowing back down, आप resumed your journey.

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

As आप drew near, the detail of this apparent shrine became clearer. It was in the shape of a massive षट्भुज, षट्कोण 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) षट्भुज, षट्कोण platform. आप ascended the stairs, and saw in the very center of the high platform one final raised hexagon. आप approached this altar, and saw in its center a basin filled with honey.

This was the purest, clearest, most delicious looking honey आप had ever seen. It almost seemed to shine, and आप could feel that it was not only of great significance, but of great power as well. आप stood there, pondering what to do अगला for hours, या perhaps it was only a few seconds. Though आप 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 आप had avoided feeling so far came upon आप 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 आप continued set in, and this time it overcame you. आप decided to leave.

As आप descended the shrine and began making your way back home, the bees that adorned आप 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, द्वारा different hands, and perhaps even द्वारा a different generation of bees, but it would come true. The False One would be stopped. He had to be.