A Group of Monster Hunter Bros

Day 161.

I found my notebook again. I doubt I will resume writing down the events of each passing day as it comes, however, that won't stop me from documenting the events that took place a few hours ago. Where do I begin? I am scared for my life. They didn't want me leaving Astera, forcefully shoving me back into the tents, yelling "We're hunting Anjanath, like it or not freshie." Anyway, I tried sneaking off without them noticing, turns out these lunatics had spotting lights around the entire camp. Is this some Anjanath hunting cult? I have been chased through the jungle for the past 5 months. They're relentless and won't let me go. Just yesterday I saw some lanterns off in the distance at night, they somehow caught up to me. It's probably those weird cat-like things they have, picking up my scent. I am not safe. They will hold you here for all eternity. I'm hearing crackling in the woods, and they're not monster steps, they'd be loud.

Appr. Hunter Mobius, signing off.

Day 30.

I've been hunting with these lunatics for a straight month. An entire ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ month of hunting Anjanath (how the ♥♥♥♥ aren't they extinct yet). Every single day I get the same response: "We still need these damn Anja fangs", yet when I tell them "Just rip them off of him right now, what's stopping you?" they just stare at me with their soulless eyes, like they just saw what hell itself looked like. All of them calling for their birds to fly back to Astera at the exact same time after exactly 60 seconds . How they tamed those monsters I have no idea, not like they cared to tell me. Either way once I got back to Astera tonight, they didn't greet me, didn't even sleep. I could tell since none of them were snoring. I'm leaving tomorrow morning, praying these guys won't follow me.

Appr. Hunter Mobius, signing off.