Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 103



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Episode 103. The Swordsman of Hell

First, before we get to the appearance of ‘him’, let’s take a brief look at the history of the Tocha tribe.

Primitive-age. In the eastern low-magic zone, there were only pure-blooded earthenware. They had a civilization at the level of the Paleolithic Age. There are traces of ancestral spirits and rites even during this period, and historians believe that it roughly corresponds to the period of prosperity to stagnation in the mythical age (0~4500 AD).

Early-Prehistoric-Era. Farming and livestock raising finally began with the influx of nomadic Bark people. This corresponds to the middle of the Reconstruction Period (4500-6000). They did not escape the Neolithic Tribal State.

Middle-Prehistoric Period. The calendar was created and the first state was formed. Artifacts remain, so this is considered to be the real beginning of the history of the Tocha tribe. It is considered to be the end of the Middle Period of Struggle (6000~10000).

Late-Prehistoric-Era. It seems that there were letters, but they were all lost. It is the period when the Tocha tribe discovered the mysterious and martial arts that worked even in low-magic zones. From this period, the development of martial arts occurred rapidly. This period is estimated to be approximately until the end of the mythical era. (10,000~15,000 years ago)

If you ask how it fits so perfectly, to be honest, it’s because the historians of Daton roughly matched the history of other nations to their own era divisions. There are quite a few errors.

Even on Earth, the Paleolithic Age, Neolithic Age, Bronze Age, and Iron Age do not exactly fit all of humanity, but they are roughly used.

So, this is the point where the prehistoric era ended and the ancient era began.

The Tocha tribe defines this era as hell.

The second rookie is so revered because he finished this hell.

There is a method that was known in the West (Erin, Baekkan) and the South Seas (Datang, Seiwamuyu) but was not used as a means of increasing national power.

This is the easiest way to increase your Mystery level.

That’s right, human sacrifice. Killing a person and offering him up as a sacrifice. Absorbing his life force, magic, will, everything into the mystery.

The conversion efficiency is strictly speaking low, but you can easily and quickly increase the level of mystery.

The heinous practice of offering up a person’s mind, soul, or spirit as a sacrifice to increase mystery.

If you add cannibalism, it is even more effective, and is especially effective against ‘spirit’ type mysteries, but the Tocha tribe figured out how to apply it to martial arts at the time. They also figured out how to apply it to magic. They also figured out how to apply it to astronomy… … .

Yes. In other words, I figured out how to apply human sacrifice to all the mysteries that existed in the East at that time.

This is more effective if you sacrifice your own kind, so of course it wasn’t used in Datang.

Iyakans were used during the Seiwamuyu 1st Dynasty, but were completely eliminated when Liwaduwan unified Shujor. Even after that, they were only used in extremely extreme cases.

The Baekkan was used in limited but fairly rare ways, and Erin did it often, though… …. Usually as a sacrifice to a neighboring tribe, and in fact it was done for revenge purposes, not because it was efficient.

However, it was very common in the East. At that time, the East was a low-magic zone, so it was rare for people to possess mysteries, and they were able to exert very strong powers. Also, since agriculture was good, the population increased quickly.

And unlike in ancient times on Earth, it happens much more frequently because a few powerful individuals can crush armies, and it’s much easier for them to become leaders of nations.

At that time, the Eastern Tocha tribe grew their mystique with viciousness and greed, slaughtering not only foreign peoples but also their own people.

In the process, I even figured out necromancy. I’ll be able to tell that story later… … .

Anyway, a tyranny so cruel that it is unimaginable took place under the pretext of ‘power’ and ‘efficiency.’

The more brutal and gruesome the killing was, the more effective it was when applied to necromancy, so human sacrifices were carried out on a large scale that is too horrific to be described in history books for children.

And with the power that was strengthened through human sacrifice, they attacked neighboring countries and offered them up as sacrifices. And the invaded countries had no choice but to sacrifice their own citizens and fight back, killing each other.

A hell of a world where resentment builds up, betrayal is a daily occurrence, people steal each other’s mystique, leaders go mad under the malice of ancestral spirits who have devoured millions, and people slaughter each other with martial arts skills contaminated with blood and flesh, and the weak who cannot slaughter die.

The Tocha do not deny this history. Rather, they speak without exaggeration of how terrible the times were and how low humanity could hit.

In fact, I couldn’t exaggerate any further, because whatever I said, it seemed like something that would have happened in that era.

There were plenty of people. If the subordinates didn’t listen to me, I could just kill them.

A few powerful men were able to suppress the rebellions of the majority, and even armies were unable to resist the vicious mysteries that had grown by preying on hundreds of thousands of people for hundreds of thousands of years, forcing only endless submission.

If this isn’t hell, then what is? Before human sacrifice became popular, there was definitely a culture in the East.

The rulers of that time created a calendar to inform the people of the times, controlled rivers, reclaimed land, and were able to embrace everyone.

But once human sacrifice spread, it became uncontrollable.

It is unclear whether they are ancestral spirits or evil spirits that have grown strong through offerings for hundreds or thousands of years.

And those who hate such people and are martial arts masters who eat others to grow their strength, those who look up at the sky and curse it, and then are possessed by ‘those things’ and pour out magic.

But people lived… …. They were not happy at all.

It can certainly be said that the East had developed culture faster than Datang before this period, but at this point, cultural and social development completely stopped.

And then ‘he’ appears.

Hundreds of people are left unable to move, but are buried alive in pits.

The soldiers who carry out this order are doing it so calmly. It’s not the first or second time they’ve done it. They don’t care if people below are screaming and yelling at them to stop.

But there was one boy among them, one who neither screamed nor cursed. He simply watched calmly as the mound of dirt covered him.

The soldiers filled in the pit, trampled it with their horse’s hooves several times to level the ground as they usually did, and then went to absorb the souls and life force of the dead and present them to their masters.

It was impossible not to notice that the amount of power gathered was slightly less than the number of dead people. Human sacrifice is a method with a very high degree of deviation.

And then, a long time later, a hand emerges from the hole. It is the boy who was not screaming or kicking.

He did a lot of research to survive in this cemetery, just to survive.

First of all, his survival itself was due to the martial arts skills he acquired by chance. Although his tendons on his hands and feet appeared to have been cut and he seemed unable to resist, he was actually in good health and had preserved his energy.

The hardest part was that we had to gamble because we couldn’t know from underground whether the soldiers had really retreated or not.

However, thanks to his trained spirit and his experience as an observer rather than a party, he was able to fulfill his dream of digging up the ground and surviving after all the soldiers had withdrawn.

“… … .”

The Tocha boy who escaped from the pit thinks, the others could not survive.

Because it was impossible for him to even obtain martial arts by chance like me. Naturally, he would have been buried in a pit and suffered until he died.

The boy was just lucky to survive. He just happened to have acquired martial arts skills… … .

But how could he have known that that experience would change all subsequent history?

The boy bows down towards the pit, where his master is buried.

A shabby man who could no longer use martial arts because his danjeon was destroyed met him by chance and taught him the martial arts he had learned.

Why? The nameless Tocha, who was my teacher, simply said.

“Because you shared the food with me when I was starving.”

Even the Tocha tribe thought that the boy who was trying to share the meat with them was trying to eat them, so they planned to kill him in return.

“We have to end this hell.”

The boy who survived like this repeats.

Usually, they say things like this and then fall into corruption. They fight and run wild again with the martial arts they somehow acquired, and they gain power and run wild to their heart’s content, but in the end, they all fall apart.

“This world is not meant to be lived like this.”

A little mercy in a boy’s heart saved a man, and a man who lived wickedly saved a boy.

And so everyone lived. He says it this way:

Benevolence. Caring for and sharing with one another.

And from then on, he was obsessed with benevolence rather than power, and he wandered the world helping people, preaching that people should share, care for, and love each other.

“If the strong supported the weak instead of preying on them, how could the world not be at peace?”

But the world they live in is too harsh for that. That’s why the boy had to become stronger than anyone else.

The boy decides to hone his martial arts skills and become an example to others. Although his talents are not that great, he boldly attacks the evil and the strong, saves the weak, and begins to share what he has learned with the world.

Others call this chivalry.

Well, the pronunciation of the Indian alphabet is different. There is no way that the Oriental people here would use Chinese characters.

But… … . There’s no need to transcribe it like a phonetic transcription of the word “datang”. It’s almost the same word.

That is why he is called the first swordsman. A swordsman fights for people in a place that is no different from hell, saves people, and helps others with the same heart he had when he first gave his life.

Someone laughed.

Someone tried to take advantage of it.

And then someone, moved by the bowl of porridge he gave them, begins to follow him.

This is called virtue.

He was not, by any stretch of the imagination, the strongest man in the world. He was not a genius martial artist, nor was he even the smartest.

However, he simply helped others as he pleased, was not afraid to learn from anyone, and hoped that those he helped and learned from would also have the heart to help and learn from others.

This is etiquette.

At some point, people started following him. He became a group of disciples who were purely inspired.

Among them, there were some who actually killed and ate people.

Some were considered useless except to be eaten because they were too weak.

At that time, there were women who were treated like livestock that gave birth to children.

The knight embraced everyone, and spoke of what he felt, mostly the good things he had experienced in the world, and sometimes he made up lies to educate people.

“We can prosper without harming and eating others. Let us resist those who eat us, and live by helping and sharing with one another.”

“Yes, Master!”

Naturally, such a trend is bound to meet with backlash. Eventually, the military rises up and attacks those who spread these impure ideas.

In fact, this is not the first time in history that something like this has happened. There have been many who thought like this swordsman. There were previous swordsmen, so to speak.

But it all fell apart along the way.

Some people were just weak.

Some people are just corrupt.

Some people just despaired.

Some people simply escaped.

Some people just failed.

But this swordsman was not like that.

Instead of changing the world by himself, he wanted to change the world with everyone.

He did not fall because the world was not his.

Rather than despairing at the unchanging reality, he hoped that his will would be passed on to future generations.

Instead of running away when faced with a powerful enemy, he fought desperately and won.

It is not only evil karma that accumulates in Hell. The desire to end this miserable era gathers.

He changed the paradigm.

I learned that the world is not just about preying on people and exploiting them, that there are things that grow when shared.

This is considered a great achievement in Datang, and it is what was called in the past the title of Main Niran and in later generations the title of An Lai Er.

Yes, it is not that there were no supermen, saints, great men, good men, or saints in the East at that time.

They did not hesitate to elevate themselves by giving them titles such as king, emperor, and king.

But things that are simply piled up by preying on people cannot overcome the will and desire that truly comes from the human heart, and the accumulated history.

At some point, he became a great man of the Tocha tribe, respected by all.

The powerful martial arts reached the end and reached the realm of a sage.

As I killed the ‘things’ that came from space and possessed people and viciously sucked their spirits, my body began to be imbued with the power of celestial bodies.

Thus, finally, the first in the history of the Tocha tribe. And, excluding Datang, also the first in the history of mankind in this world.

After a long period of cooperation, his old body turned back into youth, and even his muscles and bones changed, transforming him into a new being. Eventually, he reached a state where he did not age, was healed from any injuries, and his mind never declined.

A true saint, not a fake great man who has reached the level of agitating people or devouring their souls and bodies, a chivalrous man has reached the level of Anlai-er in Datang.

He who reached this level was called the best in the world in the East, and he briefly summarized this strange phenomenon that had not been reported in the East.

“Only pure martial arts learned with a right mind can transform a person into an immortal. The same goes for politics. Only right politics can create a country that will last forever. How can those who call themselves rulers slaughter their people and persecute people in ways they would not do to animals?”

The swordsman who had become the greatest in the world could now continue his exploits until all evil in the world was gone. And that was his intention.

It may sound a bit strange, but hell has come to hell.