I must calm down. It's natural to feel empathy for these creatures; one of them saved me and I owe my new life to it. Whether I like it or not, he has even tried to help me despite not being able to communicate with him. He hasn't left me to my own devices; wanting to support him is something normal from a human perspective, right? I don't know why I expect someone to answer yes, but anyway, we stayed for a while until we recovered physically and emotionally.

We began to walk cautiously through the village or what was left of it, everything is burned, suddenly I see it, another creature like us on the ground, I call GrrGrrr, he immediately walks to where the body is and I follow him, upon reaching the creature the first thing I confirm is that it is dead, how do I know, well all the blood surrounding it, the wound in its chest where I suppose its heart should be and of course the fact that it doesn't breathe; taking advantage of the moment I confirm that we must be infants, not that I doubted it after hatching, but this creature is bigger than us, I suppose it is an adult, since it is just like us, only it has a horn that comes out from the back of its head, which tells me that we will grow horns too, I hope it doesn't hurt, and above all I hope to be able to return to my home before they grow, if that is even possible to return or if this is a dream, I don't want to experience whether it hurts or not.

Returning to the creature's size, well, calculating with us that we don't even reach the man's knee, this adult would at least reach the waist, maybe 1 meter or a little more. Anyway, that doesn't matter now, as GrrGrrr places his claw on the chest of the dead creature and utters what I suppose will be some kind of prayer. I don't really know if these creatures have any gods, but, well, I simply accompany him in silence and wish him a good journey where he finds peace.

We kept walking and searching for anything that could be useful to us, which so far was nothing; everything was destroyed. We came across more corpses and GrrGrrr did the same thing of placing his claw on his chest and reciting what must be a prayer, as after hearing it several times I caught that he emits the same tone of growls and whistles. I think I'm understanding their language a little better, although I'm far from being able to even understand it.

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We also found some bodies that I think are human; however, GrrGrrr always tried to keep us away from them and growled at them. While I was curious to see them and check if there was anything useful for us, I dismissed it for two reasons: I don't have the stomach to see a torn and mutilated human body; it's not that I wouldn't be bothered by seeing the same with my new species, but just a few hours ago I was human. The second was that I didn't want to raise suspicions in GrrGrrr, that he might see that I had any sympathy for those who destroyed his village.

We kept walking until we reached the place where we came out, that is, where I arrived in this world and this life. I don't feel well, I feel like my torment began here. Why me? Before I could continue down that line of thought, GrrGrrr calls me by my pseudonym for the first time.

I think this is the entrance to this place; I suppose it was where they laid the eggs, as to my horror I observe several destroyed and burned. GrrGrrr begins to check the intact eggs; although I know it's useless, as I almost ended up like them if I hadn't gotten out, I still help him look for any survivors, but in the end, we don't find any survivors, only death.

I know it's hard for me to feel the same sadness that GrrGrrr feels; however, when I compare it to what it is, an infanticide, I am horrified and I ask myself: why? And that feeling of anger, rage, and sadness wells up again, but I suppress it because, while I know that what happened here is horrible, those feelings are not mine. I empathize with GrrGrrr and with his pain, but those feelings are not mine. What's happening to me? I am still me, right? I won't forget who I am? Or will I? I was entering an existential dilemma, but GrrGrrr calls me for the second time and I know it must be important, so I immediately attend to his call and leave my existential issues for later.

Arriving where he is, I see him next to another body of another adult, only that he is in a position that indicates he was trying to protect the eggs and even has some cradled, although they are also destroyed; I suppose he was the one who took care of this place or tried to protect them. Unlike the other bodies, this one is larger, its head has a more developed horn, and its scales are thicker than those of the other adults we have seen. Why is it different? And why does GrrGrrr look more restless?