I will spare you the details of how whenever we went to shit we needed Cobar or Talaru to wipe our bums, how Jayal and me were for a time fascinating with the concept of playing with each other boners or how we we would cling to Cobar like a pair of monkeys. It's better if I don't go into details on that. After Jayal come to his senses Cobar took us back to the village where they inform us that the chief wanted to meet us.
He took us to the hut, inside there were only the shaman and another boy. The shaman gave Cobar the signal to leave us, he vowed in respect and left us alone. The chieftain began to talk, I didn't understood most of it but I got the gist, about this being the long awaited maturity initiation. I was happy but Jayal showed a certain dread. It was the Impowoori, he explained, the immaturity trial. The trail would pit us against the boy, who I learn was named Komu. Komu was kind of beloved child in the tribe, always helping around and taking care of the younger ones. The chief explained that Komu who just turned 10 had the qualities of a man, while we who were older acted like children, and so the conditions of Impowoori were met.
The chieftain then took a pot he had prepared and open the lid letting a purple mist to escape from, he gave Jayal and me a fruit and a different one for Komu we were to eat them. The hut quickly filled up with the smoke, until we couldn't see anything. I could hear the shaman chanting. The hut was getting hotter and hotter like being in a sauna until finally the smoke started to clear, infront of us was the shaman still chanting. Beside me there was another kid, it was odd, I hadn't noticed someone else having come inside the hut, wondered how it did to not let the smoke out, the kid seemed surprised when he saw me , and I noticed something was off, this clearly young boy was really tall, almost at my eye level, he then pointed to something behind me and there it was a towering youth, with a broad chest and tight muscle legs and arms, and a healthy bush on their respectable sized member, he was a handsome Ciont'i young man, maybe sixteen, but he looked huge, and that's when I realized he seemed familiar, the other boy looked familiar. I feel a little dread and I looked down at myself. I was tiny, my arms and legs were wirely thin, my penis and ballsack reduced to a pathetic hairless nub, which was already hairless to begin with but I don't think they need to shave it anymore, and that's when I ventured to ask the other boy, and he replied with similar terror face that he was in fact Jayal and that the teenager beside us was little Komu.
Impowoori, the shaman stated is the trial of immaturity, it's meant to assign the proper age. Therefore if we failed our ages would be Komu's to conserve and we'll be the immature boys we have been reduced to. The trial was simple, we three would form a team and Komu will be the leader being the oldest, and we had to bring an obsidian rock from the quarry upstream, the hide of a tapir and the feathers of a vulture and to do this we had three sunsets. That was the trial.