Chapter 5 The first contact

Hi! Aesir here. I remember back in the days, the previous owner of my memories used to get hit a lot by his mother (assuming he was a man but I’m not really sure). Before the law and rage about child abuse came out, he always living in fears of his mother’s wooden stick. Just the sound smacking against the table alone made him sweat for no reason. Every time he did something wrong, his hands and butts will get new red marks as trophies. Those memories were horrible and painful but on the bright side, as he growing up he would think twice and touch his butts before doing anything mischief.

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What a surreal picture.

A pure white horse is there, looking all majestic with its golden mane and large pink eyes bouncing off warm sunlight reflection. This beauty stood there all proud and proper like the king of the world. It’s large hoof scratching the nearby roots looking for the blessing of the forest. The creatures on the trees are singing in chorus as the background for its poetic moment. The whole situation looks straight out of a world famous artist’s masterpiece painting or the bedtime fairytales.

As it trotting gracefully forward, the chorus starts to sing louder. The beauty lean forward elegantly and nimble on the tips of the nearby leafs.

Boom!

The leaf is no longer there and the elegant head beautifully crash to the ground. The large boom came from the stick in the giant ape’s hand smashing on to the horse’s head. The whole world turn quiet for a moment before the victory growl loudly echo around.

“HHHOOOOO! Uuu ahh. Uuu Ahh!”

“Hu! Hu! Hu!”

“Ei Ei Uu ahh!”

A group of hairy giant grey ape looking creatures drop down from the trees with sticks in their hands. They disgustingly lick their large sharp teeth in anticipation of their prey. One of them growl at the rest before going up to finish his job.

Turn out that those giants were stalking this horse looking creature up on the trees, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. The previously chorus like singing were the warning calls of the smaller creature to their idiotic horse friend who did not know of its demise.

The leading giant keeps using the stick in its hand to smack the head of the poor creature relentlessly. When I said a stick; it was in relative size to those giant’s hands that are 3 meter tall with large build. If I was to hold it myself then the term ‘small log’ would be more appropriate.

Um … Mr. Giant? I know there is an idiom like ‘beating a dead horse’ back on “Earth” but you don’t have to literally follow it, words by words, you know?

The surrounding giants keep cheering on and on. Another five minute passed before those creatures seem satisfy. It hit the horse one more time just to make sure that it was absolutely dead before helping each other carry their hunting prize together back home.

I watched the whole brutality scenes from high up in the air. Not even sure how I felt about what just happen.

At first I feel that it is normal that one creature to hunt another for food but after witness the ‘beating a dead horse’ scenes with the lackey cheering at the background, I start to have a second thought.

That’s the best I got?

I use Svalinn again just to check if the sentient being I found was not the horse creature.

My Svalinn response confirms my fear that those giant are the creature with large enough brain for thinking process. They are currently the only few with the most evolved brain on this planet.

Why can’t it be that horse?!!!!

I sigh to myself. We sure can’t get everything we wish for in live, can we? I concede to my fate and silently follow that group of giants back to their base.

The trips took another 2 hours and the group hunts another prey along the way. This time they got themselves that feather pig creature I saw during my first day here by throwing their stick at the passing by flock during their drinking session at the river. Good for them.

What appeared before my eyes is a large cave under a cliff side. The entrance is more than 5 meter high and 3 meter width. They seem to be using this cave as their home to get out of suns and rains. No wonder I never found a settlement, they have yet to even learn how to make a proper wooden spear. I keep watching them pull their hunting rewards back into their cave. I can feels that there are about 40-50 of them inside including the young ones.

They are more primitive than I expected. This will truly be a pain.

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????’s POV

The hunt was a success! Me and my kins roar with joys. To show the might of the leader I will finish this prey with own hands.

I hit! And hit! And hit! And hit!

The great beast is no more.

My kins loudly cheers.

We are strong.

I am strong.

My kins carry the prey back. I lead them back. We are going home.

This is not enough. We need more. There are many kins, need more meat.

We walk through the woods. I saw more prey. They are drinking. Easy prey.

“UUUUUUAAAAAA!”

We roar at the beasts. They stop. Stupid prey.

We all throw our sticks. Stupid kins miss. I hit. I am strong.

“Oooh! Uuahh!”

I pick up my sticks. My kins take the beast.

We got more meat. We are happy. My kins will be happy too.

“AAhhh aahhh Uu ah”

“UUuaaa heehee”

“HEee HEee Ha”

We roar with joy. We got prey. We no hungry.

I lead, my kins follow. We going home.

We got home. Our mates are there.

We share meat.

Other kins return. They got prey too. Good. Good.

We all no hungry. Today we happy. Tomorrow hunt more.

BOOM!!!! BOOMMM!!! BOOM!

“AAAAHHHH AAAAHH!! UUUGAAAA”

“GEEEEEEEE!”

Wha? Big boom outside? Big prey attack?

I am strong. We are strong.

I no afraid. We head outside.

Wha? The sky go BOOM! The wood shaking!

I no like this. I no scared but no like.

I saw a beast up high. Beast come down. Weird beast. Weird flat hair beast.

The sky stop boom. The wood stop shake.

The beast cry out.

“[][][][] [][][][] [][][][] [][][][][]” {Greeting mortals. I am your god. My na…}

The beast is small. Small is weak. I am strong. I kill beast

“WAAAAAAA!”

I roar and hit the beast with my stick.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I hit and hit and hit.

“[][][] [][] [][][][]! [][][][]” {Hey! Would you please stop? STOP, I say! LISTEN!}

The beast cried. I keep hitting.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The beast stop.

The beast is dead.

I roar. I am strong. Beast is no more.

Slam!

Arrr! My head hurt. My head hit ground. It’s hurt.

“[][][][][] [][][][][][] [][][] [][][][] [][][][]” {I told you to stop! Can’t you at least listen when someone is trying to speak?}

I look up. The beast is there. The beast hit me. I am angry.

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRRR”

Slam!

The beast hit me again.

It’s hurt. The beast is strong.

I move back.

I look at my stick. It is there. I look at the beast. It still fine.

Why?

I look at my kins. They got a prey. Prey look the same as beast. I hit that prey.

Bang!

The prey splash. I am strong. My stick is strong.

I ran to that beast again. I hit it.

Bang! Slam!

Beast hit me again. It’s hurt. I move back.

“OOOHHH HAA ARRR”

I roar at my kins. They cry back. They go hit that beast together.

Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!

That beast hit all my kins. That beast is strong. That beast is scary.

“[][][][] [][][] [][] [][][][][] [][][][][][][][] [][][][][][][]!” {If you guys don’t cut it out, I swear to ME I’ll beat each of you until you all shit all over the place!}

That beast roar. That beast is angry.

We will be hunt. We need to run.

We run into our home. We run inside. That beast follow.

We all going to die.

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Turning back time a little, I ponder to myself. How do I get their attention? When meeting someone new, first impression usually the most important. I should have a few gifts, right? No matter who you meet, free gift usually never hurt. Now if I was a caveman, what would I want? Food? Probably food. I can’t really think of anything else that they will appreciate.

I fly back up to a passing by unfortunate flog of wild feather pigs. They were hovering over the top of the trees.

Too bad for you guys, your luck just ran out. Daddy needs a tribute!

For those faint of heart, please turn away.

Using my power, I hold some of them in place and hanging them heads down. With the flick of my fingers, I send out blades of wind to cut their large artery. Pink bloods start flowing out of the large cut. They are all crying out in pain until their last breath stop.

Uwwwaaaa. This is more disturbing than I thought.

I’m sorry. I heard that by draining blood from the meat will make it more delicious. I didn’t plan for this horror scene, I swear! Next time I’ll finish this painlessly and do something about the blood with my power.

I throw those carcasses behind some nearby trees and put up a barrier around it, just in case something wants to steal my gift basket.

Phew. That was rough. Moving on.

If I am going to create a great first impression as a god, I might as well make it grand. Let’s add a weak storm and thunder strikes as background. That seem nice, remind me of those superhero movies.

All set … and … action!

I cast wind to flow wildly around the area, add a few thunder strikes, here and there. As the stage is ready, I begin my play.

Boom!

Perhaps the loud thunder strikes frighten those giants; they start running out in groups. Isn’t thunder strike a normal natural phenomenon? Why they all are seem so surprised? Doesn’t matter, the show must go on.

I slowly descend to the ground while maintain the coolest pose possible (at least I think it is). I should have added ray of light for my descending, why didn’t I think of this sooner!?

Those giant all look at me in awe as I touch the ground. I’m the coolest ever!

The background effect is slightly inconvenient for my speech so I turn them off. I readjust my pose and ready to begin.

Ahem …

“Greeting mortals. I am your god. My na …”

“WAAAAAAA!”

Before I could even finish, one of them rush at me and begin to beat me with its stick.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It didn’t hurt but it’s truly annoying. The loud hitting sound echoes in my heads.

Aesir … be nice. Let’s do this the peaceful way.

“Hey! Would you please stop? STOP, I say! LISTEN!”

I tried to ask it to stop. It did not comply. Come on. I am being nice here.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It keep hitting me some more then roar in my face.

Alright, that’s it. You asking for a beating yourself!

I extend my arms and swing it like a whip, slamming down on the head of this stupid thing.

Slam!

“I told you to stop! Can’t you at least listen when someone is trying to speak?”

Its head crash loudly into the ground. Luckily it has a thick skull otherwise this scene would have look like the game of splitting a watermelon.

Oh, it got back up.

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRRR”

It looks back up at me angrily so I hit it again.

Slam!

Oh hey, look! It moves back a bit. It starts learning.

The stupid ape looks confusedly alternating between me and its stick. It then look back at their friends who are standing still, watching it get beating up this whole time. You need a better group of friends.

Hm? It didn’t look at its friends but a creature that one of the groups hunted. They are about to take it in when I came. It is a smaller bipedal blue monkey with some black and white stripes on its fur. Is this considering cannibalism in a way? Apes eat other apes?

What beyond my expectation is that the stupid giant ape starts moving closer to that monkey, swing up his stick and smash the monkey’s skull into bits. Now that is a splitting watermelon scene.

This idiot seems to somehow get its confidence back. It run back to me and begins swinging again with its stick. Of course, I counter again.

Bang! Slam!

Is this part of a comedy show? Everything is so stupid it start to get funny.

“OOOHHH HAA ARRR”

It starts crying as it run back to its peer. This time the bystanders start to move. Six or seven of other giants rush me at the same time. As a good host, I equally plant all their faces into the ground.

Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!

As oddly entertaining as it is, I still have limited patient. I watch those back up team get up, one by one, and shout.

“If you guys don’t cut it out, I swear to ME I’ll beat each of you until you all shit all over the place!”

My mistake, I shouldn’t have shouted. Those stupid apes got scared and start running back into their cave.

Hey! Get back here! I still have unfinished business with you guys!