Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 91



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Episode 91. Selection and Tyranny

They have been around for a very long time.

Before All Chaun discovered fire.

Before the first humans used fire.

Before the first apes began chipping stones to make chipped stone tools.

Long before that. Long before that. Before stellar creatures dominated the world.

It has been around since the beginning of time.

In the beginning – when God created the universe, when he established the laws of all things – it came into being.

Before the earth’s surface was boiling and the heavens and earth had not yet separated in chaos, it was in a place called ‘space.’

They arise by chance in a place where there is nothing but pure power. They live by chance, and evolve by chance.

I gained the will within.

Finally, he regained consciousness.

Furthermore, it has become the minimal existence that can be called a living being.

The universe within the world. Between the celestial bodies floating in space, they feed on the power given off by the stars, grow, divide, fight, and live again.

Many years have passed. Time must be defined geologically and astronomically.

They had no physical body, but they could think.

Beings made up solely of will and consciousness. They are able to live in much more space, even in the same space, because they consider ‘volume’ rather than ‘surface’ as space.

However crude its growth may have been, it was billions of years ahead of its time. It looked down on the earth from above.

They scanned everywhere, wherever the starlight reached, wherever the moonlight reached, wherever that brilliance lay.

But no matter how far they stretched, they couldn’t reach there. They shouted.

I am here.

I look like this.

I have this sound and this color.

‘They’ waited for the creatures on Earth to become intelligent and civilized. And they longed for those beautiful beings stuck on the ‘earth’ above them to talk to them.

Hmm~ I think I said something really suspicious, but… … .

It’s a biological thing. It’s just a biological thing.

Or, to put it sociologically,

War doesn’t happen because people are evil.

It’s a social factor.

So, it’s not because ‘they’ are evil that they live that way.

It’s just a biological thing.

“Here comes the Iral Tata! Everyone run away!”

“Eww!”

Iral Tatay unleashes a massive torrent of water. A torrential downpour that turns the plains into rivers. Instead of digging into the ground, these huge masses of water flow over the ground, swallowing people and destroying armies.

The fleeing army tries to block the river using the unique plant magic of the gulmuth. However, the overflowing river swallows up the forest and sweeps the army away, carrying the trees with it.

Those who struggle in the torrent or barely survive after being hit by it are swallowed by the long, giant mouth that juts out from below as the stream that flows beneath them soon turns into a river.

Iral’s fat one. That’s why he was given the name Iral Tatay.

However, Iral Tatay is now known by the nickname of Tyrant of Iral. The human army could not stand against that huge six-legged crocodile that could crush an elephant in one bite.

The giant crocodile grins and says.

“Surrender? Or do you want to continue?”

There are those who secretly think of spirit beasts as livestock. No matter what, they cannot reach human intelligence.

But here is a being of a different kind, who speaks, negotiates, and uses his own psychic powers. The survivors bow down and worship the giant crocodile.

“I will submit… … .”

In this way, another Gulmun territory has become Diman Chaun’s. The seventh in just three months.

Iral Tatay displayed a majesty that only the first spirits could do, and single-handedly destroyed the army.

Iral’s territory has expanded. New rivers have appeared. Through the power of spirits and endless magic, the Iral River, which originally consisted of only two rivers, now has nine rivers.

Even a river that flows from downstream to upstream. An unconventional river that flows from east to west, not from south to north or north to east.

The territory of Diman Chaun. The territory of ‘Diman’, which was simply called ‘river mouth’, has grown significantly.

Iral Tatay subdues them and leisurely approaches his friend, Diman Chaun. This fat, introverted woman is already shocked by the sight of the seventh time she sees it.

“Why is that? Just chill?”

“You’ve gotten stronger… … .”

Iral Tatay speaks in a sweet voice.

“Hmm. Maybe it’s because you watched over me.”

“okay?”

“Yeah. They say that a person’s will makes them strong. The faith you showed me made me strong.”

Diman Chaun honestly felt guilty.

Isn’t that a bit harsh?

But they are the nobles of the same forest. And the people who were dragged in are civilians who don’t know anything. Is it right to subjugate them all by force and make them your own?

“Don’t you like it a little?”

“Huh? Ugh… … .”

“It’s okay. It’s your kindness. But Diman Chaun. They tried to invade Diman. This much is natural.”

“That… that’s right.”

“If we just show this much strength, probably no one will be able to touch our river.”

“okay…….”

“And let’s prove that you are different from them.”

Diman Chaun asks cautiously.

“How do you prove it?”

“You just have to let them know that you are not the one oppressing and ruling the people, but just their representative. Just like All Chaun.”

“Like all the cold ones.”

“Yes. Neither the Osozoi nor the Ollehs rule. They simply reign. You should do the same. We should simply follow the laws of Datang and act according to the laws of Datang. Let’s look at the sky together in this Diman and draw a celestial map. And someday, we will teach them how to farm. Let’s tell them when to sow, when to harvest, and what will happen that day.”

In other words, let people work the way you want them to work.

Well, that’s not a bad thing, is it? That’s what being a farmer is like.

Diman Chaun also nods.

“Okay. Okay then.”

“Instead, we should also place a light burden on the invaders. Let’s build an observatory with their labor.”

“Observatory?”

“Yes. A place close to the sky… … a good place to observe the stars. It was inconvenient to go back and forth between the mountain and your palace every time. Let’s build a place on the mountain that will be your palace and an astronomical observatory to view the sky.”

“Like Mainirun?”

“That may be true. It won’t be made of jewels, but it will have to be built large and high up. It will be nice to see it from the highest and clearest place possible.”

I’m a bit hesitant about this. It would require a huge amount of labor…

“You can build them anywhere. The more observatories you have, the better. Then you can collect more accurate data. You can know what the sky looks like.”

“Yeah… … . That’s true.”

“If you need any help, just tell me. I’ll help you as much as I can. People probably won’t move rocks. They just need to do common-sense, good work. That’ll do.”

“… … .”

Diman Chaun was eventually convinced by Tatay’s words.

Instead of killing the nobles of the territory they ruled, they continued to rule, but instead made them pay taxes. Taxes are labor. They will have to pay the full price of their labor.

Observatories are built everywhere. Anywhere high up. Observatories with gem-cut lenses that aid Daton’s excellent eyesight.

It’s a bit expensive, but it’s necessary. She unfolds the mystery of the magic she discovered by looking at the stars and tells people how important it is.

People followed with mixed feelings.

Twenty more years passed. Diman Chaun worked hard. He gathered many people from all over the world who had good eyesight and understood the mathematical formulas he had learned, and taught them magic and worked hard on astronomy research.

Many people became wizards because of the awe of the new mystery. Prehistoric-mathematics. Only those who were smart enough to mentally calculate the primitive mathematical formulas that were not neatly organized could become wizards.

They now voluntarily build an observatory and devote themselves to this great work.

“Tata! A new achievement. A new moon has been found.”

“Oh, my friend. Congratulations. You’re one step closer to completing your celestial map.”

“Yes. And to understand the movement of this moon, we have to go to lands we unfortunately do not have access to, which is a shame.”

Iral Tatay opens his mouth again and whispers sweet words.

“How about asking the lord there?”

“ask?”

“I’m asking to borrow some land.”

“No, what… … .”

“We’re just borrowing it. We’re only interested in the observatory.”

“That’s… … yeah.”

“Let the Genies rule. We have more important things to do.”

Diman Chaun, who spent a long time studying astronomical observations, which he loved more than ruling, gradually developed a thirst for knowledge.

And then he started to get tired of ruling, and he started to get annoyed by things that got in the way of his work.

She was already 70 years old. Her bloodline suggested she could live another 150 years, but her biological clock and her brain were telling her that she was entering her stubborn old age.

“Okay. Let me ask you a favor.”

And for some reason, only the neighboring country’s guru, who took it as a threat, started attacking. If it weren’t for Iral Tatay, what she was trying to achieve might have disappeared.

She mercifully collects only tribute and labor, and demonstrates her magical powers to those who are smart enough to hone them a little more, claiming that they can achieve real results.

Then they follow willingly.

“Are you really following along voluntarily? That’s fascinating.”

“Oh, my friend. You don’t trust me? Then why don’t you go out and check it out for yourself? I’ve been at the observatory for a long time.”

“No. I don’t want to bother going out. If that’s what you want, then that’s what it is.”

“By the way, Diman Chaun. We have an appeal regarding the trial from Diman.”

“Really? Something like a land surveying dispute?”

“Uh. No. It’s not math, it’s ethics. It’s a question of distinguishing between murder out of resentment and murder out of madness.”

Diman Chaun was very annoyed by those words. Why should he be involved in such worldly sentiments? He was doing important and noble work here.

“Haa… … . Can’t you just handle that?”

“Me? I’m a spirit?”

no.

“You’re so smart. You’re the only one who understands my math.”

“But does that mean I am qualified to rule over people?”

“Of course. You will be a good ruler.”

He who is called the tyrant of the river answers.

“Okay then. I’ll take care of the problems for you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Please. Just collect some data. It’s a bit much to go all the way to this area and check the sky.”

“Of course. The river flows wherever it goes… … . I’ll be back soon.”

And so, everyone became happy.

A monarch who lost interest in ruling would instead have a clever spirit handle the trivial affairs of the country.

And now the monarch leisurely looks up to the heavens, grasping the great truths of the universe instead of the trivial matters of earth.

She became as lazy as she wanted to be, forgetting all the problems of reality and only thinking about metaphysical mathematics and the laws of the universe.

And ‘it’, which came down from metaphysical mathematics and the laws of the universe, was, on the contrary, very interested in the earth.

The land I always looked down on from there was truly a world of interesting things.

Well, it’s a relative story. It’s a relative story.

Isn’t history originally about evaluating the achievements of a monarch rather than the suffering of an individual citizen?

Fantasy starting from the Stone Age