Requested by DanKyofu
You gripped your machete as you ventured further into the wilderness. The world was dark and unforgiving. But you loved every minute of it. You felt that your voice would crack from excitement.
It hadn't been an easy year for you. Your jobs had gotten tougher and tougher. Your parents weren't speaking to you. You'd almost died on the job several times. You were alone.
Stopping by a secluded lagoon for the night, you set up a basic camp.
You hardly recognised your reflection in the water. Your (H/C) hair was matted with rain and sweat. Your (E/C) eyes had almost lost their shine. Your (S/C) skin was matted with dirt. As were your combat trousers, boots and grubby white shirt. You had also started to gain a bit more muscle in the past few missions.
However, there were still traces of your old self in your facial structure and the shape of your eyes. Your heart sank. You never h