My body is stiff, heaviness keeps me from opening my eyes. I feel everything, warmth and cold.

I try surpass the weight in my eyes, and succeed.

A icy mountain, a floor of snow, and a group of greenish people.

I’m unable to move my head. I see the face of one of the creatures. It’s eyes moist and it’s face covered with warm smile.

Tears start falling down my eyes. My emotions seem sensible as well as my body.

I have grown weaker and smaller, and greenish.

I am one of those creatures that made me go through such a fate, an ‘ogre’, and though I’m supposed to feel fear, anger or any of those emotions, I can’t help but feel warmth and safe.

My body seems to have a terrible amount of energy, because my mind feels tired and my eyes want to close as quickly as possible.

Though I became an infant, I remain with my memories and it seems like my progenitor, found out of my identity. As a result, my supposed mother gave me to a ogre of long and white beards, who in turn accepted me gracefully.

He knows that I understand him, and talks about the life that I will be having from now on, as if preparing me. He goes by the name of “Geist, the Druid” and he was one of the primary reasons for my sacrifice, being the one who gave the idea and prepared a big part of the ritual.

He apologized for the event, but then explained why it happened in the first place.

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The world was once ruled by all sort of beast and creatures, from dragons to krakens. But some millennia ago, a new creature appeared, a primate who was similar to the called apes. It had no fur to protect from the temperature, it had a fragile body, but in exchange it had a genius mind. The ability to build complex tools from a few simple materials. But it was still weak.

Then, it found the existence of mana, and studied the substance. It created magic similar to the ones of dragons but weaker.

This new specimen, was able to reproduce with a speed unequal any other. In merely two thousand years since its appearance, its population was already at three milions, they multiplied like rabbits.

And as a new exceptional individual came to be born, the more their strength increased.

Currently the world is being conquered by such species, ‘Humans’. They expanded their influence and power all over the continent and are now one of the great lords of the world.

And due to the action of such beings, happening close to the woods where the ogres live, and also due to losing many of their own to humans and many other beings, they asked for their god’s help.

They send one of their lambs to be sacrificed by the tribe’s chief. From then on, a woman who had been impregnated, by the chief, would bear the god’s gift.

The chief, thought that there was a chance to multiply the god’s gift or just divide it between many infants, if he had relations with many of the tribe’s chosen female. Thus none of them had any idea if they were pregnant with the gift or not.

To avoid discrimination, only Geist, would be able to appear during the labor of each one of selected, and none of the mothers would be able to raise their children, at least until they reached the age of ten.

The chief, a few months after the ritual, was victim of the same black fire that burned me. The explanation that the druid thought of was, that even though the lamb was sacrificed, it would come back to live, so the real sacrifice was the chief.

“But, that is it. In a few years you will be able to talk, with some flaws, but at least I will understand you better. And when that happens, hide the fact that you know how to talk, just a little.”(Geist)

He then took me to a room in the cave, where the rest of the children of the selected women were. And from then on, I started my life as a newborn ogre.