120 Temulun and Qayag Tribe Leaders Perspectives (2/2)
Thanks to our ancestors, we can grow strong while training diligently. Our muscles are burning with blazing fire.
We train and learn the way of the fire combat, the way of the fist and the way of magic.
For the strong, to keep being the strong, we need to keep getting stronger.
Never stop, train every day.
Learn every day.
Hunt every day.
Fight every day.
This is the way of the strong!
Hmph…
However, I'm still worried.
The strong, worrying?
Yes, it's possible.
When the strong take care of the not so strong, we worry.
We prepare for now, for the demon.
I have gathered some people.
The talented, diligent and intelligent.
They will escape. And leave our legacy through the Vast Plains.
I hope that one day, the talented, diligent and intelligent can rebuild our Tribe.
Having that done, I trained my children, hunted and ate. Then slept.
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Weird event happened today.
The weaklings of the Temulun Tribe have come to ask us for an alliance.
The weak, asking for help from the strong? I have never heard such a funny joke before.
The weak make good comedians, sometimes.
I told them to go away. No alliance.
The weak doesn't deserve the help of the strong.
I don't see any merit on it, what's the point?
They are not my children, neither my brothers.
Why do I care?
The weak is a nuisance. They don't deserve any help.
Hmph.
Oh? It seems that the weak wants to fight the strong?
Bwahaha! Amazing!
These weaklings never cease to amuse me, they are interesting sometimes!
Alright, if you want me to listen to you, then fight me, with everything you got!
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This fight was certainly enlightening.
The ones who I thought weak, were not as weak.
They are quite strong, to be honest!
Although I won, he fought bravely, and had various powers behind his sleeves!
Impressive, he really cornered me back there.
Good.
After that, I decided to activate my ancestors' true power, transforming into the embodiment of their appearance and obtaining their strength.
With this power, I usually can finish off anything. Nothing that I've ever fought survives this power.
Not even those Knights or the Bandit Leaders, not even Mammoths or Wyverns.
However, the one who I tough a weakling survived.
He fought with all his strength and even damaged me multiple times. The thrilling of a battle of life and death was something that awakened my inner fighting spirit.
I fought with all of my power, yet he managed to take everything and keep retaliating!
In the end, I won. But he was still standing.
He looked at me with a smile. And to that, I smiled too.
Today, I've made a new friend. A new companion. A comrade.
I didn't kill him, I befriended him!
The strong needs to stay with the strong after all!
I immediately accepted his alliance; we will become one group!
Against the demon, we cannot possibly lose!
After our fight, he brought his tribe.
Our people didn't like each other, however, they fought. They sparred until they liked each other.
Hmph, this is the way of the strong.
We fight each other until we understand each other. We respect each other strength, and then we listen to each other!
If you are not strong, I won't listen to you!
Show me your bravery and strength, and I will listen to you!
After the sparring, everyone went quite well with each other.
We hunted together, and then we feasted. A big celebration over our alliance was done.
Afterward, I slept.
This is the first time that I have been this exhausted in my life.
That kid, he's strong!
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Today, we sparred even more.
This kid grows stronger every day. The same with me.
Every time I fight with him, I can feel my body growing stronger and sturdier.
This kid, he's good! He's strong!
Then, I went to hunt with my people and his people.
We taught each other our techniques and skills.
These people are interesting, in their blood flows the strength of the animals and ancient demi-humans.
While in our blood, it flows the strength and power of the flame demons.
We are completely different, but at the same time, similar.
A strong companion is always good company.
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When we hunted, we feasted. Lots of fun.
These folks know songs and dances, they are quite wild.
My people are the same, we complement each other well.
Other tribes called us savages, but this tribe doesn't.
They are playful and wild, like us!
We feasted and danced. Good times.
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Suddenly, the sky turns green.
The happy and cheerful atmosphere, no more.
An overwhelmingly strong presence.
And this magic construction, surrounding us on a spherical form.
This is a trap… It must be. The demon!
He has come at last!
I will crush him! And get over with this!
We will survive!
While I looked for the demon intensively, I saw my people dying in terrible ways, however, they're died out of thin air.
Invisible monsters began to massacre my people.
Using my advanced senses and skills related to my demon ancestor, I managed to find the invisible beings.
I fought them; however, they are strong. Too strong!
Their weapons, stronger than my skin!
I adapid to the situation and fought with all my strength.
However, they beat me in numbers.
My people couldn't see them like me, and died horribly, trying to protect me.
This fills my heart with anger…!
Damned demon!!!
I fought the demon underlings, yet their strength never ceased.
They were overwhelmingly strong! Too strong! Like something I've never fought!
And then, it came.
The demon behind all of this!
It was a woman, a beautiful woman with pale white skin, scarlet eyes and gigantic horns, she flew with her butterfly wings.
Fight me, demon!!!
I fought the demon using all my strength, all my techniques, and skills, all my transformations!
Yet… I lost…
It seems that I wasn't as strong as I believed.
I was blinded by my ignorance…
And now, I am sitting here, near my death, but without regrets.
I fought bravely and did everything I could.
That was a splendid fight!
I slowly lost consciousness… But I smiled, because these last days, have been full of amusement!
Life is truly full of surprises, and I am happy to have been alive.
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