188 Lost History, The Connection of Humans and Spirits in the Pas (1/2)

Day 21 – 2:47 PM – Unknown River

While Mark and Amihan watched the red blob fuse with the 'dead' blobs, he saw another blob floating along the middle of the river. Unfortunately, it was another 'dead' blob and it was far from what Mark could reach. Amihan would not be able to get it either since not only because the flow of the water at the deeper parts of the river strong but also because she would have no way of scooping a nearly deformed blob out of the water. The two could only watch as the other blob got washed away by the torrent.

Seeing the blob drift away, it became more apparent that the source of these blobs should be somewhere upstream and was still producing these blobs. The hardest question however was what these blobs were considering that one was actually alive.

Mark looked at the sky, it was already afternoon and the sunlight was starting to wane. It was likely that it was past two or maybe almost three.

”It's getting late.”

Amihan said noticing his gaze at the sky.

The little sylph was right. Despite how much Mark wanted to know about the source of these blobs, it could be set up for tomorrow. Right now, what they should do was to return to the village and cook the next meal. Well, after he took a bath of course.

They waited for the red blob to finish before taking it off the ground. The small bowl sized blob earlier now had the size of a large bowl. It was smaller compared to the total size of the blobs combined but Mark considered it to be similar how the blood he could convert to his own was smaller compared to the original volume.

Since the blob could not fit in the plastic box anymore, Mark was forced to create a thin container using his blood once more. Due to this, he started to feel a bit of symptoms of anemia. He had been using his blood since earlier and both the basket and the container needed quite an amount. Furthermore, he had no source to replenish his blood aside from the Grebe inside the basket.

Finally, Mark made Amihan lead him to the nest of the Grebe. Inside the nest, there were seven large eggs. The Grebe in the basket tried to protest when Mark took the eggs but it could not do anything. It would soon be turned into food and blood replacement after all.

At this time, Mark decided to go home early and cook a good filling meal for dinner for the first time in a while. Due to these blobs, it seemed that honey hunting he wanted to do should be rescheduled.

”Ei, my Lord, are you really human?”

Amihan suddenly asked as Mark traced back his steps going along the smaller river.

”Lord? Just where did that come from.”

Mark could not help but ask because Amihan suddenly addressed him as such.

”Uhmm…” She tapped her temple while swinging her feet. ”Mother and Father said before that if I decided to accompany a human, I should call them as such. And you never told me your name. Also, please, answer my question first… please, don't dodge it again.”

”My name's Mark. I'm human, probably.”

Mark finally replied. When he said that he's human, he had quite an unsure tone. After all, he had no idea whether Mutators could still be called humans. Rather than humans with superhuman abilities, Mutators were basically infected people that maintained rationality and gained abilities far from what modern science could explain.

”Really? Human?” Amihan flew off from his shoulder and started flying in front of his face scrutinizing it closely along with his body. ”You really look human but those tentacles… Those look similar to those of some evil spirits though…”

As it would be troublesome to prolong it, Mark started to summarize what happened to earth in the previous days and also that it could be connected to why she could not return to her home anymore.

”Waahhh… That happened? So that's why the animals and insects grew larger? Also you got those tentacles when you got infected while most humans became similar to Amalanhig right?”

”You don't seem upset that you can't go home.”

”I do but… There's really nothing at home but my bed.” Amihan looked rather dejected now. ”I already said it before right? My parents were vagabond sylphs before they died. I don't have anywhere else to go especially now that I can't even hide from other creatures anymore and could not even enter my home.”

”No wonder you came back running to me.”

”Yes…”

”Even though you seemed afraid of humans when you first saw me.”

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Amihan then narrated their history with humans before. According to her, Sylphs and even other nature spirits interacted with the human tribes before and even helped each races in many ways. Even the human tribes back then would offer tributes to the spirits.

Hearing up to that, Mark nodded. He also heard about such customs in folklores where native tribes before put their game and harvest to altars offering them to the spirits of nature. Even television dramas and movies pertaining such eras would show such customs.

”It's until those people with exploding weapons that shoot projectiles and those bald men wearing black robes with large metal crosses came and started capturing and killing our kind. They even went so far to persecute us as spawns of demons or evil beings.”

Amihan grumbled.

It was then that their connection with humans was severed and those who still mingled with humans were labeled as outcasts by their kind due to the hatred and fear they felt from humans. Amihan's parents were the same and followed the last Datu of a certain tribe before the tribe was eliminated by the odd-looking people. When the Datu died, her parents started to wander into the mountains without a proper dwelling due to most of the mountains had already became a territory of other spirits.

Amihan only managed to stay here after her parents perished due to the fact that there was a human village nearby that most spirits try to stay away from.

She was lonely all this while with nowhere to go aside from that tree of hers.

”You want to come with me from now on?”

Mark asked. He completely understood her emotions.

”Really?”

Amihan's eyes lit up and the joy on her face could not be faked.

”As long as you don't become a nuisance and follow my orders.”

Mark expected her to hesitate when he said the last three words. Unexpectedly, Amihan was nodding her head furiously in agreement.

”I will! I will!”