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Ryota felt the strange marks on his body burn with a sharp pain, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with him. He couldn't stay in this place any longer. He needed to leave, even if it meant venturing out into the unknown once again.

As he packed his few belongings, the family watched him with worried expressions. The mother of the boy and girl approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you sure you want to leave, Ryota?" she asked.

Ryota nodded, not trusting his voice to speak. He didn't want to worry them any further, but he couldn't stay here. The pain was becoming unbearable.

The family tried to convince him to stay, but Ryota was resolute. He thanked them for their kindness and set off into the wilderness once again.

As he wandered, Ryota felt a strange energy pulsing through his body. It was as if something was trying to burst forth from within him. He stumbled and fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

When he finally stopped convulsing, Ryota found himself in a new location. He was curled up next to some ruined walls, and tears streamed down his face. He didn't know how he had gotten here or what had just happened to him.

He felt lost, alone, and afraid. What was happening to him? And why did he feel like he was being watched?

As he stood up, he noticed something odd. The marks on his body had disappeared, and the strange pains had subsided. It was as if they were never there. He couldn't explain it, but he felt relieved.

Suddenly, he heard a faint rustling noise coming from behind a nearby wall. His heart began to race as he slowly walked towards it, peering over the top.

To his surprise, he saw a group of people huddled together, their faces contorted with fear. They looked up at Ryota with pleading eyes, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

"What's going on?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

"The creatures... they're here," one of the men stammered. "They come out at night, and they hunt us down like prey."

Ryota's blood ran cold at the mention of the creatures. He had thought he had escaped them, but it seemed they had followed him.

Without hesitation, Ryota knew he had to help these people. He couldn't let them suffer the same fate as him.

"Follow me," he said, motioning for the group to come with him. "I'll lead you to safety."

As they cautiously made their way through the ruins, they could hear the creatures' haunting cries in the distance. Ryota could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he led the group through the maze of crumbling walls and debris.

Finally, they came across an abandoned warehouse, and Ryota knew it was their best chance for shelter. He quickly ushered everyone inside, locking the doors behind them.

As the group huddled together, Ryota couldn't help but feel grateful for their safety. But he knew they couldn't stay there forever. They needed a plan, and fast.

He turned to the group, his voice filled with determination.

"We're going to fight back," he said firmly. "We're not going to let these creatures destroy us."

The group looked at him in disbelief, but Ryota knew it was the only way to survive.

"We'll gather weapons, we'll set traps, and we'll take the fight to them," he continued. "I'll go and look out whilst you guys gather your resources, are you with me?"

The group hesitated, but one by one, they nodded their heads in agreement.

Ryota smiled, feeling a glimmer of hope.