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Boku's face darkened, his head lowered, his eyes reddened, he remembered the Shaman and Guntor who sacrificed their lives to save them.

 

Goku who was behind him had tears in his eyes, as were the other adult orcs.

 

"After we woke up, the mage was gone, leaving the orcs charred corpses behind. The adult orcs and young orcs all perished, we were like an anthill doused with hot lead.

 

Only me and Goku survived. We saw our tribe burned to the ground. You know what charred orc meat smells like? haha" Boku laughed tiredly.

 

"We also found other young orcs that survived because of the sacrifices of adult orcs in their tribe. Zalthu, Viggu, Gul, Olru, Xago, Yagnar, and Vakgar all the adult orcs you see here are survivors of the extermination.

 

We gathered and went deeper into the forest. Promise not to enter human territory again. The humans couldn't get into the forest, they couldn't see through the white mist. They also do not know where dangerous mutated animals live.

 

We founded a new tribe in the safest place, our small numbers, and our young bodies made our days very difficult.

 

We didn't name our new tribe, not because we were arrogant and didn't want to forget our old tribe.

 

We didn't name it because a tribe with only nine orcs doesn't deserve to be called a tribe.

 

We didn't name it because we were ashamed, we could only live after sacrificing all the orcs in our old tribe.

 

We didn't name it because we didn't feel worthy of being an orc ourselves.

 

But we survived because our lives were given to us by all the orcs of our tribe at the cost of their lives.

 

But unfortunately.

 

Orcs are monsters that only have one gender. Gradually we too will age. Without the young orcs to continue our lineage, the extinction of the orcs is only a matter of time.

 

But God didn't just let us go extinct.

 

Humans are cruel and greedy creatures. They even enslaved their own people.

 

To avoid surveillance, these human slave sellers would enter the Bog forest in search of shortcuts. Some of the slaves managed to escape but ended up getting lost in this forest.

 

That's how we found your mothers, they are slaves who will be sold like meat in the market by their own people." Boku looked up at the sky, he seemed to reminisce about their hardships and despair when they survived the extermination.

 

"Moku, I know you are strong, smart, and brave. But you must never invade human territory!!

 

You never know how strong they are. We're just fly in their eyes!" Boku gritted his teeth in frustration.

 

Moku looked at the group of gloomy adult orcs. There is no ferocity, bloodlust, and orc-like courage in the story.

 

Just a bunch of creatures trying to survive, the world is unfair to them, has no mana flow and is only made with one gender.

 

Their strong bodies and regenerating abilities were just like trash power in the eyes of mana species.

 

They are like rare creatures that are almost extinct but humans still hunt them because they are considered dangerous.

 

They are sharks, hunted because they are considered dangerous with their sharp teeth and scary faces.

 

They were crows, stoned as being considered bad luck with their ugly voices and black plumage.

 

They are disgusting creatures, trying to live even though the world wants to destroy them.

 

They are Moku.

 

and

 

Moku are them.

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!

 

Moku laughed loudly. He seemed to want to destroy the gloomy faces of the grown orcs and the sad faces of the young orcs.

 

He kept laughing until he ran out of breath.

 

"hah hah hah hah" Moku caught his breath again.

 

He smiled cheerfully, looked at his people, and spoke loudly.

 

"My brothers.

 

My name is Moku.

 

I am your 'Ku'.

 

I'm not a pest.

 

I'm not a weak creature

 

I was born to be the strongest!

 

I was born to jump higher than a flying bird!

 

I was born to beat mountains to shreds!

 

I was born to run through sound!

 

I was born as an orc.

 

I was born a fighter.

 

I was born to die in battle!

 

I was born to make a sea of blood and mountains of corpses from my enemies!

 

I was born to make all living things in the Meer continent remember my name!

 

The name KuMoku they were frightfully narrated.

 

The name KuMoku that they tell by bringing nightmares into their sleep.

 

I was born to be their fear!

 

I was born to be their nightmare!

 

AND I WILL!!"

 

Moku's scream was like summoning the warrior soul within every orc.

 

The sun seemed to have just woken up from its sleep. Eavesdropped on the young orc from behind the shady trees.

 

The white mist started to shake, feeling the light coming.

 

The young orcs trembled holding their screams and the adult orcs gritted their teeth.

 

Moku opened his mouth again.

 

"This morning, under the rising sun and above the white mist that drifted away—"

 

The sun opened his eyes.

 

The white mist stood up.

 

The orcs' bodies stopped shaking.

 

"I named you the Dawnmist Tribe and I SWEAR!!—"

 

The sun sat and looked up.

 

The white fog was moving slowly.

 

The orcs raised their heads.

 

"I will make the orc the ruler of the entire Bog forest!—"

 

The sun is standing.

 

The white fog was walking faster.

 

The orcs' breaths choked.

 

"I WILL MAKE THE ORC RACE THE STRONGEST BEING IN THE MEER CONTINENT!"

 

"YEEEEAAAAAAAAAHH!"

 

The sun smiled brightly.

 

The white mist ran away.

 

The screams of the orcs echoed.

 

That morning, under the light of the morning sun and the drifting white mist.

 

A young orc made his oath and promise in front of all the remaining orcs.

 

The oath will be known as the 'Oath of Dawn'.

 

 

 

 

 

Weapon of Silat

 

 

After taking his oath, Moku led the orcs to the hill behind Dawnmist Tribe.

 

The hill is conical in shape with flat land on top, covered by vast green meadows. With a height of 200 meters, this hill looks like a green caping.

 

Moku made this hill a place to hide, practice and experiment.

 

At first he was still doing these things in his tent, but Moku's routine of training and experimentation was getting more and more insane, forcing him to move to this hill before the other tribesmen chased him away.

 

He named this hill with Green Caping.

 

Currently Moku is sitting cross-legged on the ground, in front of him 15 orcs are also sitting cross-legged facing Moku.

 

They had been sitting like that for half an hour but Moku still hadn't opened his mouth.

 

The orcs just stayed silent and ignored Moku who seemed to be thinking about something. They waited to see how their new chieftain would fulfill his oath.

 

Moku was thinking the same thing too.

 

After knowing in more detail how the mage eradicated the old orc tribes, Moku did a shadow battle in his mind.

 

But no matter how Moku made scenarios, strategies and moves he couldn't imagine the orcs being able to defeat the mage.