Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 55



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Episode 55. If We Could Be Your Family 3

Here is a gorilla. They are the only herbivorous ape. They eat branches, leaves, and fruit and have a very gentle nature.

When humans enter their territory, they are initially wary, but if you enter very carefully, they don’t mind if you take a picture from the side.

On the other hand, if you approach them with hostility, they are so terrified of their gentle nature that they approach you and rip your neck and torso in half. This is the gentleness of a herbivore. Gorillas are average herbivores.

And here we have the chimpanzee, a much closer relative of Homo sapiens than the gorilla. They are the most vicious and aggressive apes. They have become increasingly aggressive as they live in the harsh jungle.

War, torture, cannibalism. And they fight and fight for fun, and they seem to enjoy killing, and they fight for the sake of fighting. It’s a bit unusual. A highly intelligent ape could have this kind of personality.

On the other hand, there are bonobos, which are relatives of chimpanzees. They live in forests with abundant resources, so they are more self-domesticated than Homo sapiens. Yes, that’s right. Homo sapiens also went through a process called self-domestication, and wild Homo sapiens are the most docile of all animals. Once they meet another group, they try to have a conversation.

Anyway, bonobos definitely have aggression, but they usually resolve group fights and conflicts through sex. They don’t discriminate at all in that regard. They build intimacy through this. This is also unique. Apes with high intelligence can have this kind of personality.

But guys, here’s something interesting.

What this means is that while ‘reconciliation’ is observed in chimpanzee groups, ‘reconciliation’ is rarely seen in bonobo groups.

Why? Probably this is the reason. Chimpanzees are so aggressive that they can fight with their neighbors, friends, and family. If they keep fighting in a narrow jungle, they will only have enemies left.

So chimpanzees have learned to reconcile, so that even if they fight, they can later cooperate.

But what about bonobos? Bonobos don’t need to reconcile. They live in an environment rich in resources. They don’t have to see you for the rest of their lives, so there’s no problem. So they just don’t reconcile and live together.

Patchar, who continued to fight in the narrow jungle. And Daton, who would simply drive out the village or go on a pilgrimage when a fight broke out.

Even if they are genetically close, it may be natural that the two races cannot understand each other.

The exchange between Daton and Patchar started out friendly in Daton, then became hostile in Patchar, and then became hostile in Daton.

After this, the Patchar approached them friendly, ‘as they usually did after hostile interactions’.

I recognize your power, so let’s give you territory here and interact with each other. Let’s stop fighting now. That’s what it means.

“A gift? Are you guys who would break our presents without any reason, deceiving us? You guys still want to taste the fire!!!”

I never thought that All Chaun and Daton would not respond with hostility.

That’s been the case for over 100 years.

During that time, the Pachhar tribe changed generations three times. And every three years, Ol Chaun came to admonish these ‘Pachhar’ tribe.

“Doesn’t that person age?”

“The great Minenirun, Ol Chaun, is an immortal being who never ages.”

“So when do you stop doing that?”

“The great Mineelun, Ol Chaun, never forgets anything and never breaks any rule.”

“······What the fuck?”

The Pachar tribe, unable to bear the sight of having to gather all the Pachar tribes together every three years to lecture them, revolted twice, and Ol Chaun suppressed them mercilessly. Each time a revolt occurred, the intensity of the suppression also increased.

As if a fire that has already been lit will never go down.

From the Patchar tribe’s point of view, it couldn’t help but be embarrassing.

Of course, the Pachhar tribe hit first. So they apologize and ask for reconciliation. Then they hit again. So when they couldn’t stand it anymore and resisted, they hit them even harder. In fact, the expression “hit” is weak. They literally turned the jungle and the people into ashes.

But then I cannot help but say this. If you do not accept reconciliation and do not accept resistance, what on earth are we to do? Are we to kneel down forever? Are we to bow down at your feet forever, fearing the flames and trembling in fear, worshipping that ‘all-Chan’?

If the Datons heard this, they would say this.

“Yes. Of course. Why do you rebel? Bow down forever before the great order of All Chaun.”

It was a demand that the Patchar people simply could not grant.

But to be blunt, that is not something they can decide. In the end, the Patchar tribe continues to rebel. Ol Chaun knows from the wise man’s teachings from the past that he must forgive them.

So they ‘rationally’ interact with their maidens, exchanging their things for theirs, and they also send scholars to their forests to investigate them in order to learn more about them.

“That old chaun wants a virgin to be offered to them.”

“You want to trade our food for that statue whose meaning is unclear?”

“They keep coming into our forest. And you know what they said the other day when I tried to eat a lizard? They said not to eat it because they haven’t finished researching the creature. Seriously.”

The resentment grows. The Patchar tribe hates Daton. Daton is not a very fond of those unruly mobs, but I think things will get better if we continue to interact.

However, the resentment did not grow endlessly, because the exchanges continued despite the bickering.

As a result, the Patchar tribe joined the Datang.

Datun was too strong, and Datang was too great a nation.

It’s not that the Pachar tribe couldn’t go up to Datang. It’s because Datun kept propagandizing for them to come up and see our great culture.

And the north, past what they called the ‘Two-Horned Demon Zone’, was a whole new world. Food that seemed to gush forth endlessly. Powerful weapons, animals that people could manipulate at will. And endless grasslands stretching beyond the horizon, and castles that looked like they were carved out of the moon…

Some of the Patchar people admire the Datuns and become part of them. The southern part of Datang quickly becomes filled with Datun-Patchar mixed blood, and the south is also filled with Patchar-Datun mixed blood.

“Are you crazy, living with those who burned down my family?”

“Our tribe did not burn.”

“Our tribe was reduced to ashes by a few arrow shots! I can’t live with those guys.”

And some of the Patchar people refused to join and went south. Daton did not stop them from going down, but he was curious about one thing.

“How large is this jungle?”

“At least as much as the northern plains?”

“······?”

“It’s so vast. Mountains, rivers, basins, grasslands. Our Patchar, Nono, Iyakan, Lulmo, all kinds of people live there······.”

“Wait a minute······. There are other races besides you?”

And they were all unable to form a civilized civilization. In fact, this is the average. Civilization is only established when the conditions are right.

The Patchar tribe explains the situation in the south.

First, there are the Patchar tribe. The trees, the jungles, the swamps are theirs. These tribes have been at war with other tribes and each other for a very long time.

And then there are the Nono tribe. The Nono tribe live very far away. I have only heard of them, but they are short, not even half as tall as the other people, and they are good at climbing trees. They are mixed with the Pachar tribe, and they are even more corrupt than the Daton tribe.

The Lulmo are a people who walk on all fours. They eat only grass, and I have seen their limbs grow back when they are torn off. They are incredibly strong, but they do not like fighting.

“What about Iyakan?”

“They are not human.”

“?”

“So, unlike us hairy, four-legged people, they walk and are like four-armed lizards······. Anyway, they can talk. They worship giant winged lizards.”

“!”

The south is in a state of endless war. The conflict between the Patchar and the Iyakan is the most intense, and the Patchar have been pushed out of their original territory as the Iyakan have recently systematically trained the Dragon Tribe and invaded.

“Two-horned demons, you call them Hanjutamal······. Sometimes they spread so large that they kill everyone and stop, or some force wins a big victory and steals territory.”

“That, that cure? Do you guys have that cure?”

The Pachar’s answer was hopeless.

“No. There is no cure for Hanjutamal.”

Daton doesn’t give up and asks the other Patchar tribesmen. Maybe they are not telling him because of resentment.

But the answer is always the same.

“A cure for the two-horned devil? None.”

“There are no inhibitors······.”

“There’s no resistance. If you get caught, you’ll die, so just avoid that area.”

“To be exact, not all of them are like that. I would say that the Nono tribe is okay even if they get hit by a single attack. They don’t seem to get hit very often. However, that’s not a technique of the Nono tribe, it’s their constitution. There’s no cure.”

The answer is truly horrifying. Is it really true that there is no cure for this terrible disease?

It would take about 9,000 years in this day and age. What can we do? There are some things in this world that cannot be helped.

Although Daton is disappointed, he is still happy to interact with the many tribes. Interactions with the Daton, Erin, and Bark tribes in the northern region have also brought prosperity to Daton.

If so, then exchanges from the south will also bring greater prosperity to Datang. Daton thinks so.

But, I think there’s something I forgot here.

“All right. Now we expect you to keep your promise.”

“Borrin Deata. Have you found a place to live?”

“Yes. There is a high-powered area in the south too. They use it to cast spells, and those spells seem to be a mystery that works well with ours.”

“The South is a battlefield. I won’t stop you, but do you really want to go there? We’re giving you a place in the center······.”

“Thank you, but I will decline. We cannot control our inner savagery. Perhaps the battlefield would suit our nature better.”

If you really say so, I don’t think there’s any reason not to listen to All Chaun and Mainilun.

“Very well, Borin Deata. We will give you a place in the southern settlement we have created. You are our friends too.”

“Thank you.”

“The Patchar tribe is our family. I hope that the two tribes will live together in harmony and prosper together.”

“Of course.”

And then we broke up. Borin Deata thinks to herself.

“The Patchar tribe, although we haven’t met for a long time and fought fiercely, are family, and we have been kneeling and crawling on the ground ever since we first fought, but we are friends······. All right. I know what your standards are, but I don’t like them.”

The Borin people go south. Some stay in Datang, some stay in the settlement of Daton, and some go further down.

And we meet the Patchar people who did not join the Datang in the south.

“I saw you last time. Nice to meet you.”

“I saw a small person who is not a Nono tribe.”

“I am confident that no one knows more about Daton and Datang than we do. I am confident that no one is smarter than we are, but Daton has never treated us as family. What about you? Can you become our family?”

“······.”

“I will help you win this endless war. How about it?”

The Patchar chieftain thought about it for a while and then answered.

“Family is not something that is necessarily related by blood. Brothers. What should we do?”

The southern part of Datang is called the ‘Black Forest’, also known as ‘Shujor’.

The conflict between Datang and ‘Shujor’ marks the most intense period in the struggle.

If we could only describe the conflict that lasted for a thousand years as a mere decoration, that would be the story.