A month has passed since Renata told me everything about my family and also about her story.

Well, smack me silly, but I never thought that I would gain a fanatic assassin as an ally. Was the common sense in this world just that different, or was it entirely due to my luck? Who was I kidding? It was my luck. I was sure of it.

I threatened her, and she called me god. She was one scary woman in so many ways...Then again, my blessing of danger had never warned me even once since then, so I guess everything was good.

For someone of her caliber, if she so much had the intent to strangle the life out of me, the blessing would buzz within a heartbeat. But that didn't mean I trusted her. My blessing aside, I was more than positive that there was so much more hidden beneath that facade with so many masks.

I believe such a person who had been dealing with shady businesses her whole life would never be so simple. I might be wrong about this, but it didn't hurt to go the extra mile just to be sure.

In short, let's just say that I was keeping an eye on her.

Nevertheless, some important questions still needed to be answered, even though I couldn't be totally sure whether Renata was gaslighting me or not.

And that was the information about this world...Fysi.

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Fysi, a world filled with magical beings and splendors alike, was separated into four major areas and ruled by the five great races.

The north rained with harsh eternal winter, and the treacherous mountain ranges were claimed by the Dwarves as their home; they called them Zima, the abode of the gods. And on the precipice of Zima, there was the bottomless chasm that spanned endlessly to the edge of the world.

On the west lay the vast land dominated by humans, also known as the Lorian continent. A land that rarely knew peace due to the warmonger traits of the humans who seemingly couldn't have enough of war.

The west and the east were separated by a huge body of water that connected to the bleak and mysterious sea in the south, the Sea of Myr, where the Demon ruled.

Rooting in the east, surrounded by mazes of forests, stood a towering tree that reached out to the sky, a symbol of life in Fysi, the world tree Thyra...It was protected by the elves, who could live almost five times longer than the other races. It has been said the elusive elves had sought wisdom and asylum under the grace of the tree ever since the dawn of time...

Lastly, the Beastmen. A race that sought and lived for freedom their whole life. A tribal race that lived wherever the wind took them. They had no land on their own and were scattered all over the world in all its corners. A race that was seemingly full of flaws at first glance but never to be underestimated...

Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Beastmen, and Demons...All five races had never lived in harmony since the dawn of time. Each race had its own agendas and didn't seem to mind shedding some blood in the process to fulfill them.

Humans wanted to expand their territories and claim everything that their feet touched. A conquest was like a drug for them. It was addicting...Blessed with numbers second only to the Beastmen and high adaptability, they spend their days reaping what could be reaped and dreaming of the lands that haven't been touched.

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Dwarves wanted to hone their technologies until they could rival that of gods. And as ridiculous as this might've sound, their second profession, other than being mad scientists...was kidnappers.

Yeap, these fuckers would blatantly kidnap people, no matter the race, if they so much caught the eyes of the abductors. They kidnap someone and have them work for the Dwarves. Renata said nowadays, they've become more sophisticated, offering benefits and whatnot first rather than resorting to the extreme every single time. But then again, I wouldn't bet my whole fortune that they've wiped their hands clean from the kidnapping business...

Now the Elves...If Dwarves were mad scientists and nutjobs, then the Elves would be best described as college students.

And when I talk about college, don't picture the myth where you can play all day with your friends, get a girlfriend, join a club, and then pass a course.

That's bullshit...

No, I was talking about the fourth-year college students who never sleep, always tired but still had unfinished assignments to hand in.

That's why the Elves were often known as people who were always on their feet. Their sole purpose was to delve into knowledge, write a book, thesis, report, or whatever it was, and then store them in the biggest archive in Fysi, the world tree Thyra. To them, the pursuit of knowledge knew no boundaries whatsoever, even if it meant crossing others in the process.

After that was the Beastmen. A race that lived in tribes while also glorifying the law of the jungle like no other. That sentence alone could sum up a whole lot of explanations regarding them. Strength dictated their law and not the other way around. If you're strong, then anything goes. And the Beastmen, out of all the races, were the ones who often clashed with the Humans due to their similarities.

And the last one...the Demons. They were a mystery themselves; not much was known about them, but I think the best and most polite term to explain the Demons, going by Renata's stories, was Religious. They worshipped the God of Shadow, and anything that went against their faith? Be damned with it.

Try to worship the god of fire in front of their face, and they'll hunt and crucify your ass. Burn you and deem you a sinner. That was the story, at least. Whether that was the truth or not, I'd have to see it for myself later when I have the chance.

Anyway, that was the gist of what I've found out so far...In case you're confused, let me sum up the reason why these five races could make the world so fucked up.

Let's start with the humans. Humans were a bunch of people who, after seeing your house, would go in uninvited, drink your water, eat your food, flirt with your wife, and sleep in your bed, and you can't say shit. Why? Because they would bash your skull, take everything you have regardless, and say that's your punishment. Very rotten indeed.

Moving on. So, the crazy bastards from the snowy mountains wanted to build Babel, right? But, drat, they lack slaves to do so. Will they give up? Not in the seven hells, they won't. So they kidnapped your children, grandpa, or even your freaking horse if they wanted, and you can't say shit. How could you when you couldn't even spot their beardy asses after they were gone?

Now, the Elves...One particular day, a wandering Elf you met was wondering why you always slept on the right side of your bed and why you would pour the water on your head first when bathing. What was the answer to that? Obviously, other than the questionable moments when they peeped at you sleeping and bathing, you didn't fucking care. I mean, who the fuck would care? Well, the Elf did. And when it was your turn to confront them about why they were being so creepy and annoying instead of helping them find the answer they sought, then they might just beat you up, straight and simple, and you can't even say shit...

So that's that; now, on to the furry fellas. Basically, they didn't give a flying fuck whatsoever. You said it was your cow that they make a barbeque of? Or why would they beat you up black and blue for taking a curious peek at their swaying tails? News flash, buddy, they didn't give a fuck. They did whatever the hell they wanted, and You. Just. Can't. Say. Shit.

Finally...the Demons. Some ignorant, pompous nobles said the god they praised was the God of chaos and evil? Holy war! You didn't believe in the salvation their god offered? Holy War!! You're curious why their priest would wear dark purple robes instead of straight-out black at their ceremonies? Welp...Holy fucking war!!! I'm being honest here, but out of all the races, the Demons were the bastards you would want to avoid getting entangled with.

You honestly can't say shit about them...