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So basically i took as my objective to live 3 lifes(bb starwation doesn't count) and try my best to make the village prosper and take the rift experience open hearted with no grit. I won't take part in any war or that kinda shenannigans, just passive dalai lama lifestyle trying to make good things hapen for the society. This is what happened.

First life.

Was born outside of village to a mom munching bananas. She took me back to the town. People were spamming sad faces and literally everything was in scrambles, the fire wore out, the town was out of water, every berry bush, pie and all edible you can think of had been eaten out.

There was some light at the end of the tunnel tho, the town had a diesel engine ready to set go as soon as there were oil and the town was fenced out with property fence. So as my first action i had to run out of town fast and get some food, luckily the property fence was open as people didn't pass on the ownership. I found a berry bush just in time to not starve, found few more berries near swamp area. So now that i had found water and a source of food i would deliver all those goodies back to town. Went to town, grabbed bowl and headed back to berrybushes got some food next to ponds. Went back to town and grabbed empty bucket.  Filled the bucket and tryed to get back to town, but the fence was closed and i could not get in. My sis came to the gate aswell with berries in bowl. Now we both were fenced out of the town with water and food, literally what the town needed desperately. In time a lady let us in and i rushed to the languishing berries and watered them, back to pond and a new bucket. Hauled that to the "bakery" and made dozens of pies.

Now that the most critical point was secured i could breathe. Saw there was all stew ingredients ready to be made and made a pot of stew. By that time some people had broken the property fence some how. Well i couldn't care less as long as i can get out of town and haul some goodies in. Hauled many baskets of soil back to town and some skewers, tilled some soil and planted carrots wheat and some milkweed.

Then group of foreigners rushed to town and started to swing their swords, i only knew location of one bow and shot one invader, but as you get slowed with the bow hit the other people with swords got me before i could hide behind a tree and continue my revenge spree.

TLDR Borned to town with no food or water, made food and got water and resourses--->murdering foreigners killed everyone cause people broke the fence somehow.

Second life

Borned into a village that had everything ready for starting to boom big. Sheep pen, berry field, bakery, the forge and foods. Everything was set to go.

As a first task i breeded some more sheeps out of wild berries. Found a knife and made sheeps skins for all the towns people as we already had medical supplies. Now the girls wouldn't have to run dem tiddies open.  Got some mutton made on the go also. Then a fully clothed man with a pie in a backbag came to the pen and died infront of me out of starvation. Well thanks for the bag i guess. Pie was handy too.

Roamed the nearby surroundings. Catched some bunnies, found a lazy backbag makers den (five skinned rabbits and a twopieces of cut rabbit fur) and hauled that to town. There were lots of bunnies in the town and i lit a fire and cooked some with a lady. Made few omelets also on the go. Made few pies and cooked a turkey. Well everything seemed good now. Smith was working and someone was already building up a property fence to protect us.

There was a free cart laying around so i thought id get some baskets and clay for the town as it seemed we lacked some good old pottery. Hauled some wheat to the village as i was making the baskets. Then headed south out of the town. There were 2 bears on the loose. The first ones didnt get me and i continued my way to find a some clay and munched some bananas on the road. Then out of a sudden another freaking bear and this time it got me. RIP. Shame i didnt get in time to the town to tell about the cart.

TLDR made some sheepskins for dem ladies and headed out of town to scavenge, died to bears

Third life.

Borned to the family line that killed me at my first birth. Well no grit so im just gonna work my ass off. As usual as a kiddo i munched some berries and checked out the outlay of the city. Everything seemed good, berreis were doing nice and dem bautiful ladies were baking sweet sweet pies and cooking stew/broth. Went to say "wasup" to the smith and asked if he needs anything. Well iron of course and rubber. Iron is gonna only happen by accident when you roam out of the town and encounter it and rubber didn't feel doable at the moment as i didnt have a knife and the town needed desperately more buckets.

Well again a man dies infront of me in full gear, sweet thanks i guess. I think to myself that the town needs more buckets to ever make that rubber happen. So i decide to roam into the wildernes. Armed with the good old sharpie i start to venture forwards. The landscape is filled with bears. Its freaking dangerous to roam out there. Now that i know better i would prefer a cart with bearkill kit when roaming, but that was not doable at the moment and i was too little anyways to do any of that cart stuff. So i roam the landscape. No milkweed in sight. Then all of a sudden i encounter a small temporary camp.

Theres another man from my family line there too and he has begun to farm milkweed. I decide to tag along and help him on his task as roaming the lands didnt seem to profit any rope for the incoming bondage parties.  So we haul tons of soil and tag team water with bowls and make a huuuge milkweed field. I make some pottery on the go and eat some shroomies. We let all the milkweed grow up and  hang in the rare miracle of milkweed field. We both are getting super old now and decide we must venture back to the town with all dem sweet ropes. All dem ladys gonna go crazy over the bondage parties we can have now!

So we get back to the town and meanwhile we been farming tons of rope the town has cycled into the withering berryfields of doom. No one is taking care of the berries, making any pies and everything has been eaten. So there we both stand as old dudes in middle of huge amounts of rope and starve to death.

This life was actually pretty sweet and i liked it, but THE RIFT delivers at the end with its missery, depression and purposlessnes.

TLDR Made ton of milkweed, came back to town and starwed

For brieff glimpses life was actually sweet, but all in all the rift makes you wonder if you could do something else with that rope and a sturdy treebranch.