They all scoffed. They all told you there was no such place as Zarenzia, neither in history or even legend. They all said you were crazy, just like that time you swore that you were Sid Caesar's long lost brother, or the time you tried to prove the existence of space weasels. But they don't know. You are his long lost brother, and it's not like anybody ever disproved the existence of space weasels. Now, however, you have undisputable proof of your sanity.
It had taken a lot of work, and sometimes you had doubted yourself. Sometimes you had to stoop to unethical means to follow your dream. You deceived people. You offered money you didn't have. You even had sex with your biological mother.
"Anything to find the diamonds,"
you'd say.
"Anything."
It wasn't that you were greedy for the richness of the diamonds. It was more about the adventure, and proving everyone wrong. It was about finding a piece of the puzzle, a long lost icon of our earliest heritage. As a side note your mother is kind of a fox. More like a cougar.
You begin your long trek back. Back out of the ruins, through the amazonian trees, past the only friendly native village in miles. You ride a raft on the Amazon river all the way to the Atlantic ocean. Then, you travel north and take the first plane you can back to your university so you can rub it all in their faces. When you arrive there, you don't even bother to shave or shower. You just run into the history department, throw open the door and shout.
"Behold! The lost diamonds of Zarenzia! Now who's crazy?"
It turns out you forgot to take them with you.
Now you know.
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