Once upon a time... There were two good friends they would tame dodos and run from trikes together, it was amazing. But then they reached level 1800000 and finally got a pteranodon saddle, they knew what this means.. no more frolicking on the calm beaches of valgeuro. So they climbed atop the highest peaks of the white cliffs and down to the bottom of the oddly secretive ocean of valgeuro in search for a decent level bird. One day a very nice day the stumbled across a level 150 pteranodon! They were spilling with joy. So one tribe member quickly hurled bolas in the mighty levelled dinos direction, he missed as the other man shot Tranq arrows aimlessly. The amazing bird was too fast and quickly getting away until suddenly... A massive jawline severed the high level pteranodon in half. The giant titan growled as it's heavy feet crashed against the short fluffy grass, a big bloody wing fell right in front of the horrified survivors as they slowly backed away in fear. The creature moaned in hungriness and took a sniff at them. It stood there chewing up the last bits of meat stuck in its sharp yellow teeth. The two men ran and screamed for there lives. The beast fastly gained speed on them, one of the two surely dead survivors vigorously ripped out a bola from his bag and said "You have been a great friend." He span the bola and the launched at his teammates ankles and freely let out tears, he could hear the bellows and shouts from his half eaten friend. He managed to make it out alive. When he returned to there, or his base now, he demolished the other bed and brought the extra storage bin the the options wheel. He slowly let wet tears drip down his cheek and off his quivering chin. "Goodbye buddy" the man whispered, slowly drifting of to a relaxing sleep. And then into the main menu of ark survival evolved.