Hey guys, IAmTheKroc

Before you start reading this chapter, I want to sincerely apologize for the short chapters I gave.

I have a lack of time due to school and homework, but I do not take this as an excuse to not write.

Thus, to pay back to you all, I will do an oath.

I, Kroc, will swear from this chapter forth, that I will dedicate some of my time to write Re;ptile, for the sake of my audience who I have attracted to read my story.

Thank you for reading my story.

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Start

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When I woke up, all I saw was darkness.

Judging from what I can see, it seems I’m in a container of some sort.

My body feels weak… and moving a muscle feels like it will take a huge effort.

I stretched these tired muscles to warm it up. Suddenly, I sensed a presence of some sort behind me.

“Who’s there?” I croaked in the darkness. Oh, it was actually my tail.

Wait, a tail?

Since when did I get a tail? What the hell am I?

…

I’ll figure that out later.

The more important thing is getting out of this ‘container’. It seems pretty fragile, so let’s try ramming it…

BAM

BAM

BAM

CRACK

Freedom!

Sunlight enters through the gap I made through the ‘container’.

I squeezed my body through the gap and escaped.

Ah, fresh air!

I blinked to adjust to the light and looked at my surroundings.

It seems like I’m in a swamp-like area… but its so barren.

Stone pillars , scattered around the landscape, stand erected towards the sky.

I scuttled to the waterside nearby and looked at my reflection on the water.

Pale green colors, rough scales, four legs, a tail…

... Crocodile? I’m a crocodile?

Then that ‘container’ was actually my shell…

Well, it seems like it.

If my previous knowledge on crocs are correct, I should have siblings.

So where are they?

I looked back at where I hatched from.

Broken, scattered shells…

Did something happen before I hatched?

I scuttled back to examine the shell pieces.

No traces of blood, or a fight…

...Did I hatch too late, and was abandoned?

Its just like that time…

Damn it, why am I tearing up? I need to snap out of it.

I’m not the guy I used to be anyways…

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

Right now, my priority is to survive.

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Firstly, I need a shelter. A base of operations, where I can store my stuff and rest when necessary.

The place I hatched from is a good place.

It is under 2 stone pillars leaning against each other, creating alcove big enough for me.

If needed, I can dig out more space for myself.

I got to work by clearing out the shells of my siblings.

I had discovered an interesting fact while cleaning.

I can stand on two legs.

How is it possible, I honestly cannot tell.

Anyways, I’ve managed to clear out a space big enough for me to sleep.

I went ahead to fetch some springy grass to act as my bed.

While gathering grass, I’ve discovered my second important issue.

Food. I need food.

Sadly, I could not find any form of living beings near me.

Thankfully, I found some edible moss under the pillars in my home.

Eventually, I will need meat, but that can be put on hold for now.

As the sun was setting, I laid out on the bank of the waterside.

I thought back about the time I died a second time.

The monster.

I sighed, defeated.

I could have killed it, if I was stronger.

If I was stronger…

I repeated this line in my mind as I fell asleep.

Hey guys, IAmTheKroc

Thanks once more for reading my story.

As a newbie writer, all I can hope for is for my readers to appreciate my writing.

I hope this chapter in long enough for your liking (I spent 2 hours on this chapter, and I hope to put more hours into future chapters).

Peace!