Kayangan Lake | Unexpected conflicts | digital Art by @xpilar

Hello Guys!!

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Back again with me @grisaia-steem, I don't seem to be able to continue about my experience of playing this "wuthering Wafe" game because my sister is feeling pain in her body again due to an accident that happened not long ago. So for the time being we took a holiday first. So here I am trying the latest innovation. I'm curious actually, here I want to make a story prefix from a digital art image by @xpilar. From the beginning of a story that I have presented and I will combine it with GPT Chat to determine a conflict in it.

Here is the combined result of the awlan I thought of and the conflict given by the AI:

The story begins in a high school in a city. Tells the story of 4 boys who have a bond of friendship in class IX. Where the names are Ryan, Jadil, Stevan, and Airlangga. On Thursday at break time began. The four of them just sat in the classroom sharing the lunch menu that they each brought from their homes.

At that moment Airlangga (Angga) told them that in his village a lake with clear, deep blue water had recently been discovered, in the middle of the vast lake there was a small island filled with trees with white leaves, as if the leaves were being hit by winter. Since then the lake has been visited by people from outside the village to enjoy the view. However, due to the distance and the path that is very vulnerable to attack by wild animals, the migrants are still hesitant and think twice about visiting the place.

Jadil said "Try to make sure first whether the place is really prone to attacks by wild animals? If the rumours aren't true, we could just do some camping in the area considering the distance we're travelling too"

Then Stevan replied to Jadil's statement "Since when are we planning to visit there?" Ryan, Jadil and Angga just smiled sarcastically at Stevan's direction after Stevan made that statement.

"Well there is a good opportunity, tomorrow is a red date and school will definitely be closed, so we will leave tomorrow morning first to my village, and after arriving around 4 pm, we will rest at my grandmother's house first then Saturday morning we will start our journey to Kayangan lake" said Angga.

Friday morning they all gathered at Stevan's house. The very large equipment can be seen with each bag that they await it is full and enlarged and feels solid when seen. They then departed using their respective motorbikes because they were people who really liked the journey they took using their respective motorbikes.

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Their journey began with high spirits, the fresh morning breeze sweeping across their faces as the motorbike sped down the still deserted roads. The four of them were known as a group that couldn't stand still, always looking for new adventures to fill their days. Ryan, who was most excited by the challenge, led the way, while Jadil, who was always cautious and considerate, stayed behind to make sure no one was left behind.

When they arrived at Angga's village at around 4pm, they were immediately greeted by Angga's grandmother, an elderly woman with a friendly smile who seemed proud to see her granddaughter bringing friends from the city. She had prepared a delicious traditional meal and a simple bed in the living room for them to rest on. They spent the afternoon chatting and enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the village, a far cry from the hustle and bustle of the city..

The next morning, when the sun had just risen, they prepared to start the journey to Kayangan Lake. The road to the lake was not easy. They had to pass through dense and rocky forests, with paths that were often invisible because they were covered in dry leaves. Along the way, the sounds of birds and forest animals accompany them, occasionally alerting them as they come quite close.

When they finally arrived at the edge of the lake, the view was truly mesmerising. The clear blue water of the lake looked like glass, reflecting the blue sky and the white trees growing on the small island in the centre. The gentle breeze coming from the direction of the lake carried the soothing scent of fresh water. They stood transfixed for a while, mesmerised by the beauty that seemed to be found only in dreams.

However, the beauty didn't last long. As they began to set up their tents by the lake, Stevan, who was looking for firewood in the surrounding forest, suddenly ran back to his friends in a panic.
"There's something in the forest! I heard a strange sound, like a growl, and a large shadow moving quickly between the trees!" he said with a gasp.

Ryan, who was usually the bravest, tried to calm Stevan down. "It's probably just an ordinary forest animal. Don't worry, we're safe here."

However, an uneasy feeling began to run through all of them. The growling sound Stevan had heard began again, this time closer. Jadil, who was usually calm, began to feel wary. "We have to be more careful, maybe it's true what the villagers say, there's something here that we don't know about," he said, holding the flashlight tightly in his hand.

Angga, who felt guilty for taking his friends to such a dangerous place, tried to convince them that there was nothing to worry about. However, as the night wore on, the atmosphere became increasingly tense. Strange noises continued to be heard from within the forest, and dark shadows began to appear at the edge of their vision.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the forest, like something big was approaching quickly. They immediately decided to leave the tent and ran towards the boat they had prepared at the edge of the lake. In a panic, they rowed the boat towards the small island in the centre of the lake, hoping that whatever was chasing them would not follow them there.

However, when they arrived at the island, they were faced with an even more shocking sight. The small island that looked beautiful from a distance turned out to hold a deeper mystery. The trees with white leaves had a strange texture, like fine, cold fur. In the centre of the island, they found a large rock filled with strange carvings that seemed to tell an ancient story.

As they approached the stone, a cold wind suddenly blew, bringing with it subtle whispers that sounded like voices from the past. A faint glow began to emerge from the carvings on the stone, growing brighter and brighter, until it finally formed a pattern that resembled a map.

"Maybe this is the way out of here," Ryan said in a trembling voice, trying to understand what was going on. But before they could think any further, the ground beneath their feet began to shake, and from the forest across the lake came a shrill scream that made their blood freeze.

The conflict begins. Not only do they have to survive whatever is chasing them in the forest, but they also have to solve the increasingly suffocating mystery of Kayangan lake island. Fear and tension begin to creep into their friendship, testing the extent to which they can trust each other and survive in situations they didn't expect.