A blue circle with many symbols brightened the outer and inner of the circle was shining in the ritual place at Ohre, half-beast tribe's village. Several bodies were laid on the ground. No external wound, meant that those bodies were died by something else.

A young half-beast woman wearing some kind of shaman's clothes were praying with a trembling body.

"o mighty old God, your humble servant offered twenty finest souls for your mighty existence! please hear our lament! please give us your savior!"

The young woman voice was shaking, and she shouted her pray out loud. Her tribe was in danger, to the point this forbidden ritual was held by chief village and all villagers decision. Twenty people that she knew, as the finest warriors in their village, sacrificed themselves for this ritual, so this "mighty God" better gave them what they needed.

"how's it Shanti? did God hear your pray? our pray?" an elder half-beast talked to the young woman

"just.....just a little bit...we need to wait for a little bit..." Shanti, the young woman, couldn't see the elder face

The blue circle was still shining but that was it. No other sign showed. It would be a terrible thing if those twenty souls became mundane. That would become their tribe's end.

"o mighty old God, your humble servant offered twenty finest souls for your mighty existence! please hear our lament! please give us your savior!" Shani repeated her pray

Nothing happened. Shanti held her hands tightly, and fresh blood flowed through her back hand caused by her nails. She was really desperate, and tears came down on her face. The elder showed a hopeless expression. The other villagers started mumbling and panic.

"God...please...we had done nothing wrong....why do we always get hunted by those humans?"

Shanti grabbed the ground and buried her nails into it. She didn't hold her hands anymore, and she looked up to the sky. Her pupils got smaller, her fox ears faced up, and she opened her mouth.

"O MIGHTY GOD!! GIVE US YOUR SAVIOR!!"

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Shanti's voice was ringing around the ritual place. Shanti closed her eyes while crying. The elder and villagers looked at her direction. Shanti turned back and stood up facing the elder and villagers. She opened her eyes and saw a shocked expression on their face. It couldn't be helped because their shaman failed to do the ritual, their last hope.

"i...i'm sorry...i..."

The elder and villagers sight were still fixed to the direction behind her. They didn't say anything, and only looked into one direction. Then she knew, something was happened behind her.

"-fuuuh- so this is another world?" someone voice came from behind her

Shanti turned her sight and saw a man standing in the center of blue circle. The circle and the symbols stopped glowing and a smoke came from the ground.

A man who looked like a human race stood there with 178 cm height. He had a very short hair with side line cut seen on his head. He weared something like an uniform, but she never saw a design like that before.

!!!

She realized the man who stood in front of her. She kneeled and shouted out loud.

"we were really grateful by your existence!! our savior!!!"

After confirmed by Shanti, the elder and villagers also kneeled in front of their savior. They bowed their head and waited for the next response from the savior.

"o....our savior... please help us"

"...sure....."

Shanti showed a grateful expression on her face. She faced her savior and wanted to say thank you, But before she could say it, it was cut by his words.

"but i want to ask you something"

Shanti felt confused, but she tried to respond to her savior's question.

"su..sure, anything. I will answer it as best as i can.."

The man looked around him. He saw twenty half-beast bodies lay on the ground. All of them had a sturdy posture and great muscle. They were definitely a fighter. He looked at them for a minute, and walked closer to the young woman in front of him.

"these bodies... were they sacrificed? for summoning me?"

"yes... they were...." Shanti couldn't hide her frustrated feeling

"i see..."

The man squatted, so he became in the same eye's level with the young woman. He stared directly into her eyes. Shanti felt really confused right now. was her answer wrong? did she offend him?

"so you chose me over those twenty fighters? why?"

"..."

"it....was necessary....to summon you, our savior..."

"so you believed unknown savior like me will save you? rather than those twenty fighters of yours?"

Shanti couldn't answer. She knew that it was wrong, she knew that they shouldn't rely on something like the ritual, yet they didn't have any choice left.

"i...we believed this is the best way...." Shanti tried her best to hold her tears

The man stood up and looked to the elder and villagers direction. Their face showed no hope, let alone their fighting spirit. Their numbers even didn't reach fifty, really small numbers for a village. He sighed and looked into the sky.

"another world huh? what's the difference?"

-----(Chapter 1 "Half-beast tribe's lament")-----