616 A Conflict!
I left this sight while pondering about the future of my kingdom and my humans. Would we reach such a low point in our civilization to lose everything and go extinct?
I didn’t want to see such a result. And the only way I thought about to avoid such fate was to write down lots of rules to organise the life of who would come later.
I returned back to wander around and order these races to stop working. As I did that, I started to think about an issue.
These races were used to expand the area of my territory here. But now they had no role to play.
If they were my humans, then I’d consider this as a deserved time of rest. My humans were all slaves, had such a hard life in the universe.
But these were races. They were abducted from ongoing apocalypses. They were fighters. If I left them without a job to do, then a riot might happen.
The Last thing I’d want was for my humans to fight in this world. I didn’t want to see wars here. This world had seen enough, my boys had seen enough. It was time for peace and rest for my humans.
So, what should I give as a task for these races? Build more cities and towns? Work at mines? Start digging the relic sites?
I was empty of any suggestions, and decided to ask the girls once I’d return back.
The journey here took much longer than I expected. I thought I’d take a few hours to complete the tour, but ended up wasting half a day.
In the end, I visited all the places here, got to see how big the emptied place under my control was, and ordered everyone back to one town.
Then I returned.
Once I came back, the first thing I saw was trouble!
The races I sent back were rejected by my humans. The humans gathered up, stood between the races and entered the towns and city.
I could already smell the scent of gunpowder here. If not for the girls standing with their people in between the two huge masses, things would have gone south.
“Sigh! Deep grudges and old pain isn’t easily forgotten,” I shook my head when I saw this scene.
When I brought humans here for the first time, I promised them something. I’d assign a few races to help humans in their daily life activities.
But it seemed if I did such a thing, a brutal ending would come to those races. I didn’t stand on these races’ side, but I would never allow for such injustice to be present in my kingdom.
Hatred was like a plaque! Once it infested a place, it would fester and spread, ending up by ruining the entire place in a blood bath.
I didn’t want to see anything like this here. So I decided not to hurry and assign races to any human. Not until my humans would live long enough to forget the old grudges, cleanse their souls from this heavy desire for revenge.
“I need something to make my voice reach everyone,” I opened the market, looking for a horn with the ability to magnify sound.
I found a nice gold grade horn that could make my voice reach to the people I intended in my mind.
That was a great tool indeed. I instantly bought it and took it out.
It didn’t look like a horn, not like what I had in mind at least. It looked more like a glove, with many conical shaped small things on its back.
I put it on my right hand, and felt a connection with it the next moment.
“So… This is how it works,” I thought first about delivering my voice to all the races and humans down below. Once I did, my voice came like it had some sort of melody to it.
And the next moment, I saw all the heads down below raised to watch me.
“Listen up,” I cleared my throat before adding, “I didn’t bring you all here to fight! You want to fight and create a blood bath? Then let me have such honour and kill you simply by using the power of contract.”
My words came in such a calm tone, but as everyone listened to them as if I was speaking in their ears, my words looked domineering and scary.
“I don’t want any excuses,” I heard a loud noise coming from the mixture of the two sides’ voices, speaking in defence for themselves. “All I want is to live in peace and harmony. This world, this place… It’s not like anything else you all experienced, humans and other races alike.”
I moved my chariot around to add more weight to my words while continuing, “I won’t allow for such a scene to be repeated again! From now on, humans will live next to races in the towns and cities here. You will all work together to build more magnificent cities and towns. The great talents of you will have the chance to serve in higher positions. You just have to let go of your old grudges, live your new lives, or risk losing them in my hands.”
I had to be crystal clear about this point. I wanted my humans to have slaves to raise their self confidence. However I didn’t want them to use this as a chance to get back for all the injustice they felt.
If they wanted to do so, they’d better volunteer in my forces, go back to the real hell of apocalypse, and fight till their heart content or die there.
“Anyone wanting to fight, have the desire to shed blood, they can simply do that by joining my forces. I have another world, where the apocalypse is running wild there. You are welcomed to join my forces and fight in that hell if you want. Anyone wanting to do so, just look for the people I’ll assign for such a task and you will be transported in a day to that hell.”