Episode - 8: The Tribes

Supreme was not someone ordinary to find quite easily. He is the Worst fears among the Best Demons. As a path to find the destructive God, I needed to find a Constructive way. As lives were taken while I hunted for the beast, I found dreadful, ghastly presences which can hunt me and instantly kill me, but they chose to lead as they have heard stories about me being the saviour. I definitely believe that I am not the one who is meant to kill the Supreme, but as the legends according to them go that way. I am strangely spell bound by the ways the Supreme had developed these places. Each with a unique concept of tribes that were enslaved, with a peculiar way of hunting and killed. All that were meant to live, are the enslaved and none had a choice to fight back. Only one thing clearly prevails here - "If you are to live, be enslaved."

Why am I chosen was the only question that prevailed in my man, while the old man spoke to me. he believed me, Why? He barely knew me. Why do these people believe the Legends so much! Why is it that their world is full of hatred and enslavement. There has to be an end to it. But why is all this coming into my mind? Why?

I was running out of time and more number of questions popped up in my head as I moved deeper into the dwells of this enslaved tribes and cities. These people, although me, being an enemy to them, are welcoming me with utmost respect. As I moved deeper, I heard an old lady asking me to join their feast in offering their food to the God, Ukumba. The tribal God, who had saved their tribe from the Cobras when they were surrounded by the Fire and the Cobras. The water just came flooded in, while they were being hunted, by the forest fire and the Snakes. All they meant was a connection between them and the God. Whatever they spoke from their hearts reached the Ukumba directly and the voices came back from him too in their ears. We call it the whispers in the ears, they said. I was a bit thrown away by their beliefs but they are so much devoted and dedicated to believe in their God. The tribes are always known for their unlimited belief in the God but they are also the ones who remained stronger, when facing a fight. I faced a guy named Tinaka who was a tribal guy in the ring. He was the strongest one among the ones I faced. Speaking of the ring, it has been a month and I already miss the ring. I never used to settle for the least, when coming to practice something in the ring. I was called the Nightmare when facing the opponents with a blindfold. I was not ready to take on the unarmed guys. I used to take a blow from the weapon they used as a symbol of their gratitude and then knocked them off the ring. As the night lasted I sat looking at the stars asking one of the tribal members, to accompany me at the beach. The old woman and the people here seemed very generous. As I moved among the internal tribes, one or the other members must be giving the information to the inner member of the Supreme, who hunted down the enslaved. This was a major rage that lasted me, as many of the innocent people whom I met are dying after the bond that we share. Let's see how this goes. I was awake that night, all night just to hunt down and kill the  ones who killed the tribes. Let us see what happens this night here!

(To be continued)