The jungle witnessed a miracle that same day. A miracle similar to life itself, since the birth of a deity before the eyes of all the inhabitants of Amazonia is told uniquely in ancient legends and fantasy tales. When two forces meet, they collide as opposite poles: from the fall and death of a legend, another one arises from those same ashes.
The primates that were there present knew it perfectly. There was no doubt about it. That same human girl, once thought to have been born without any special gift, was the bearer of the spirit of the Goddess Yacuruna. That guardian who would protect the jungle from any evil nature was present in front of their eyes.
Time would be responsible to acknowledge her feat in all Amazonia...
All the apes jumped, pounded their chests and howled excited for the epic triumph of the monkey-girl. The howls were incredibly loud and could be heard throughout the whole jungle. Y'shaati couldn't contain the emotion and joined them in their celebration, acting exactly like them.
While the euphoria of the moment remained present, the Naka'i and the Tahuayos descended to the ground to meet Y'shaati. She was happy to know that her ape brothers and sisters were safe and sound. Little by little, the apes formed a circle around her to congratulate her, while others, still incredulous of what had happened, inspected the giant anaconda's inert corpse.
Y'shaati ran towards her families to hug them like she never had before. The apes, between tears of happiness and relief, couldn't help but feel proud of their beloved girl. They told her that she was a heroine for all of them now. The monkey-girl simply smiled.
However, from one moment to another, that cute smile vanished from her face when she felt a fulminating pain that ran through her beautiful, but hurt body... Y'shaati closed her eyes and fell to the ground completely fainted. All the apes around her, worried, saw the reason for her collapse: her wounds were still bleeding. She had lost a lot of blood due to the brutal blows that Ma'i D'goa gave to Y'shaati with its spiny tail. Even several sharp scales were embedded deep in the beautiful white skin of Y'shaati. The Naka'i and the Tahuayos didn't hesitate to help her and lift her off the ground.
Desperate, the apes wanted to help the poor girl, because in spite of her feat, Y'shaati was still in danger of bleeding out and dying. However, the leaders of each primate species calmed the collective panic and decided to act immediately. They knew exactly how to help her. Quickly, one of her gorilla brothers carried Y'shaati on his back and along with all the apes, they went to take Y'shaati to a special place to heal her wounds. As if it were a congregation of faithful followers escorting a martyr, the apes walked in line to the base of Yvyra. Among its thick and tangled roots, there was a small path that ended just at the foot of the main trunk that holds the sacred tree. The apes followed this same path.
The younger monkeys had no idea where they were going, but the experienced adults knew that at the end of this road, there was a small opening in Yvyra's trunk... an entrance that led to the inner heart of the great tree.
This wasn't a place that any ape could enter, as it was considered a shrine for healing and shelter. One could only enter due to situations of high transcendence... and this was one of those special occasions.
Before entering, the leaders of the families ordered the other apes to withdraw, since only a small selected group made up of Tahuayos and Naka'i, the closest to Y'shaati, would enter into it.
Upon entering Yvyra, the apes that carried Y'shaati were surprised to see what was inside the tree: contrary to what one would think was a ghostly place, Yvyra's heart was a place beautifully illuminated by the sunlight, entering through small holes distributed throughout the tree; a great hollow full of roots, vines and ivy spirally linked up to the top of the huge trunk... as if it were a small world within the jungle itself.
In a lot of these roots, Yvyra produced a golden resin that could heal wounds miraculously. For this and many more reasons Yvyra was worshiped and considered a sanctuary. This was the leaders' idea to cure Y'shaati.
With no time to waste, the apes laid the monkey-girl down on one of these roots and took some of this resin to spread it on her deep wounds. The Naka'i and the Tahuayos covered her body with this substance and finally left her sleeping in this same place to let her regain her strength and health.
The apes knew that she wouldn't wake up until the next day. The exhaustion for the battle with Ma'i D'goa had been extreme for her. Meanwhile, the order of primates planned to gather that same night to discuss the future of Y'shaati until dawn, where they would surprise her with something incredible.
The next day, Y'shaati slowly awoke from her long and deep sleep. As she opened her beautiful azure eyes, she realized that she was alone and inside a strange place. Then, she remembered what had happened: she was celebrating together with the other apes when a sudden pain made her lose consciousness. At that moment, Y'shaati realized something shocking: her terribly hurt body was without any scratch. She inspected every small part of her own body to find some wound that would cause her the same pain, but all had disappeared. Now there were only slight scars around her back and arms. It was something quite strange.
But even stranger was the place where she was. She had never been in a place like that. When she finally got up from where she was lying, she quickly tried to climb through the spiral of roots and foliage that were on top of her, which she did easily. Her strength and agility were fully recovered.
The height of the place seemed endless. Y'shaati continued climbing and climbing after a while without being able to reach the highest point. Finally, when she reached the ceiling, she saw a hole through which she could exit that odd place. Without thinking twice, she crossed the gap to the outside.
Upon exiting, the light dazzled her eyes for a few seconds. As soon as she was able to recover her sight, she was stunned by what she saw: all the apes of all the different species were gathered scattered in the branches of the sacred tree, in the same way as they did before the titanic anaconda's assault. Now she knew it, she was in Yvyra.
But this time, the apes, seeing her leave the trunk of the tree completely healed, did something that caused Y'shaati to blush...all of them, without exception, prostrated before her.
It was at that moment that Y'shaati understood everything. The order of primates finally acknowledged her worth as a savior. She recalled once again the prophetic words of her beloved teacher K'uno:
- (K'uno): "ooh-ooh ah ... ook-ook!" Ooh-ooh ohh, ah-ah OOH OH OOOH !! (Yacuruna choose you to be her vessel ... the Savior of the Jungle, the Holy Spirit of Amazonia !!)
The leaders of the monkey families howled, communicating to Y'shaati that they finally decided to accept her for what she really is...
A deity... a Goddess...
She is the Spirit of Amazonia, destined to protect the jungle as a divine guardian that will bring peace and prosperity to all the inhabitants of the jungle. In the same way, the apes at that time declared themselves their loyal followers... willing to give absolutely everything for the sake of the jungle. More now than ever, Y'shaati had become what humans so often exclaimed that time in their unfortunate encounter: "Q'oya-Y'uraka'i"...
She was no longer just a monkey-girl... she was now their leader.... the Queen of the Monkeys...
And the only way to demonstrate to the entire world her hierarchy as the monarch of the apes, was simply to climb to the highest point of Yvyra and produce her unparalleled cry of victory.
Upon hearing all this, Y'shaati felt happier than ever in her life. At last, she had her destiny defined. A part of her heart and soul knew that this was what she wanted from the beginning. And now, everything was a reality. This was her moment to start living.
And from one moment to another, with great excitement and joy, Y'shaati climbed quickly with incredible agility to the top of the sacred tree. In the same way, all the apes, followed her to be witnesses of her coronation as guardian of the jungle.
Finally, Y'shaati reached the highest branch of Yvyra, where she observed the great landscape that was her home. From north to south, and from east to west, the vast expanse of the jungle was in front of her eyes.
And in that moment, without further hesitation, she inhaled to the top of her lungs, spreaded her arms and launched the most powerful victory cry she had ever made:
"AAAHHOOOOHHAAAAAAAAHHHHミOOOOHHHAAAAAAAHHミOOOHAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
Every living being in Amazonia heard it. Even the human tribes, several kilometers away within their settlements, recognized the human cry... they thought that, without mistake, that was that girl they knew as Iara or Q'oya-Y'uraka'i.
Yes... surely it was her...
The monkey goddess of the jungle...
"Y'SHAATI, THE QUEEN OF THE MONKEYS!" "Y'SHAATI, THE SPIRIT OF AMAZONIA!"
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