That man, hiding most of his face in the darkness, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, was working hard in his laboratory.
In order to extend one's own life.
He knew that he messed up his last job and it would be a very serious crime if his superiors blamed him. So this time, he could only succeed but not fail.
According to the requirements of his superiors, after he created the "slave race" of humans, this time he wanted to create another species that was close to humans, but not human. He called this species [beastroid] because---
Simple and direct---that is, a creature that is half human and half beast, neither human nor beast, half beast.
That is just a new species based on human genes, plus the biological genes from the previous universe brought over by [Ark].
That is also a species used to restrain humans, a mortal enemy of humans, a subhuman race that can never coexist with humans.
Human beings were given [free will] by him, which was an element that could stimulate the progress of species and accelerate evolution. He was once complacent about this little cleverness. But human beings with free will are no longer willing to be influenced by these creators.
The smile on his face also disappeared when he rose up against the creator race due to his control and enslavement.
This creator, he dedicated the fire called [free will] to mankind. He is a great engineer among the creators.
And now, in order to clean up the mess he made, he created another species that does not possess [free will], is stronger than humans, and can restrain humans, namely orcs.
"A very interesting design." Occasionally, his wife would visit his studio. When he was working hard and did not notice his wife's arrival, she was looking at the humble lives in the container and said curiously -
-----It shocked him at the same time.
"When did you come?" he asked. Despite this, he never took his eyes away from the panel that controlled the culture medium.
"When you didn't notice." His wife was a little angry. After all, her husband had not been home for seventy-two consecutive universe standard time units.
"Is this...a wolf?" She looked at the life forms in the container and asked, "But why is it a wolf? There are also tigers and other beasts? Could it be that the inspiration came from the administrator of the Ark?"
"That's half of the reason." He said: "The other half is because, according to the database I checked, in the old universe, these were man-eating beasts and were the natural enemies of man. Now I just use the original human
It’s just natural enemies to restrain humans.”
"So------" his wife moved her gaze to another container nearby: "Why are there rabbits? Isn't this a beast? The record in the database is wrong?"
Her husband's answer was ridiculous: "This is not a ferocious beast. This is my hobby. There are already enough ferocious beasts among the orcs that are used to restrain humans, so I can't let me use my imagination and make some extra non-predatory beasts."
A kind of orc?"
"You do this every time. How much chaos did you cause when you added [free will] to the human factor last time? Are you going to do something your superiors didn't ask you to do this time?"
"There won't be any trouble this time, I promise." He said, "It would be so boring to always follow the plan. It's just because of the addition of some unforeseen factors that the world will change."
"But is this a good change or a bad change?" His wife asked with a smile: "How much damage could your unintentional prank have caused? If you had not given the slave race at first---
If humans add free will, maybe they won't rebel against our Creator, maybe they won't be killed and exiled. When will you learn to behave, Prometheus?"
"Only time will tell, Pandora." the man replied.
No one understands his thoughts, not even his wife, let alone his tribe.
Maybe he had no intention of creating a race to destroy another race he had created.
Maybe he didn't intend to let his two creations fight each other from the beginning until they returned to nothingness.
Maybe everyone deserves another chance.
Opportunity for change.
Or maybe------
He just likes to watch these races struggling endlessly between their respective grievances and hatreds.
------[Not a hero]------
A certain year, a certain month, a certain place.
"Crack!!"
Along with a scream, the thin tiger soldier spit out a mouthful of blood.
His heart was pierced by his opponent's lightsaber. This was undoubtedly a fatal injury.
Originally, he had successfully used the iron sword in his hand to chop off an arm of the black iron knight of Pantorakon opposite him, severely injuring the man. Just when he was in sight of victory and was about to take the opponent's head, his opponent unexpectedly
There was a counter-attack on the verge of death, and with the remaining scarred arm, he raised his lightsaber and stabbed him.
Originally, this tiger soldier could have relied on his excellent reflexes and motor skills to dodge the blow, or at least make the injury less fatal. Unfortunately, just like his life, it always happened at a critical moment.
Lost the chain and made mistakes at the most critical moment.
He clearly wanted to dodge the blow, but his legs didn't obey him and his eyes were dim and black. Only then did he remember that he hadn't had a good meal in two weeks and had been on the run recently, all in various ways.
Weeds and mud make a living.
His physical strength had already hit rock bottom, so it was a miracle that he could escape this blow.
All in all, the opponent's lightsaber penetrated his heart, beautifully destroying the heart of this unfortunate Khajiit soldier. Under the current situation, he knew that he was bound to die, and it was useless even if his troops rushed to rescue him.
, it is absolutely impossible for him to be cured and revived again.
"Beautiful... a blow..." The tiger soldier stepped back and covered his chest with his arms to prevent the wound from bleeding. However, the blow of the lightsaber penetrated the chest.
, stabbed out from behind, which meant that he could cover his chest, but could not stop the crazy blood from behind.
"Ha, ha, ha..." Where is the other party? The human knight was also exhausted and fell to his knees on the ground, unable to move. One of his arms was cut off and he was bleeding equally violently. He was probably not going to die soon.
"Ceasefire... let's cease war..." The tiger soldier retreated to the wall and lay down along the wall, trying to use the wall to press the wound on his back to minimize the flow of blood.
.
"Don't fight... I don't want to fight..." He begged in a low voice: "My heart was beautifully damaged by you. This is an absolutely fatal injury that cannot be saved. I am just dying."
It’s just a matter of time."
The human knight did not answer, but walked slowly towards the tiger soldier, still holding the sword in his hand.
"...Don't you accept my surrender?" the tiger soldier sighed desperately: "That's right...you may still have hope of being rescued, but how could you leave me alone and give me a chance to sneak attack you?"
Woolen cloth."
The other party didn't answer, but got closer and closer.
"If you want to kill, just kill." The tiger soldier closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, having given up resistance. He was cold and tired, and knew that he was exhausted. He didn't even want to move before he died. Of course, the orcs
His vitality is very strong. Although his heart is destroyed and he will definitely die, he can still survive for a long time before he dies completely------This also means that there will be a long period of suffering before death. He only hopes that the knight can
You have to be quick and chop his head off, so that he can die in an instant and the pain will not be so much.
Goo.
Damn it. His stomach was drumming again. He was so hungry. The Khajiit soldier gritted his teeth. Even if he was about to die, was this desperate feeling of hunger still lingering around him?
Bang. He heard the sound of something falling to the ground. His hearing was still sensitive. Judging from the severity of the sound, he knew that it should be the sound of the hilt of the lightsaber used by the knights colliding with the rocky ground.
He felt someone approaching him, sitting beside him, and putting something into his hand.
"...Eat." It was the voice of the dying knight: "This is the bread my wife made with her own hands before I went out. I'd like to share some with you."
The tiger soldier slowly opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged knight in disbelief: "Really...is this okay?"
"As you can see, I'm about to die too." The knight had already given up on covering the wound on his severed arm, letting blood gushing from the wound on his severed arm, while he used his remaining arm to cover the wound.
Breaking a small piece of bread, he kept half of it for himself and gave the other half to the Khajiit soldiers: "Forget it. There is no winner in this battle. It will end with both sides losing. You look very hungry...
...At least eat something before you die, and then go on the road when you are full."
The tiger soldier smiled bitterly, and without being polite to the other party, he took the half piece of bread and devoured it in one bite.
Since he went to the front line, he hasn't eaten anything decent for a long time. He misses the wild vegetable soup that his wife cooked for him, even though it was reluctantly made from wild vegetables that can be found everywhere in the Underdark.
He missed his wife and his teenage son. But his wife was sick, and it was a serious disease that could not be cured without enough funds. Even if he was unwilling to go to the battlefield, he had to follow the orc alliance to return to the human world.
The world is being plundered. The coalition forces can't give him anything, and they can't do anything about his wife's illness. His only hope is to find special medicines from human towns, or at least some nutrients. Only such medicines can cure, at least prolong the disease.
His wife's life.
Now it seems that all this is really stupid behavior. He has not done anything yet, he is fighting here with human knights, and will soon lose his life because of it.
After he died, what would become of his wife and son? The tiger soldier shuddered and did not dare to think too much.
His eyes involuntarily moved to the knight next to him. The knight was looking at a yellowed old photo in his hand. In the dark environment, in the extremely poor quality old photo
, the tiger soldier could only vaguely see the shadows of three people, two older and one younger, who happened to be parents and children. Then he realized that the dying knight was also someone else's father and someone else's husband, and just like him, this
The famous knight was also missing his family when he was dying.
"Sorry." The tiger soldier whispered, feeling very uncomfortable: "If we hadn't met each other, maybe our wives and children at home would have a chance to see us go home. Now... all this has happened
It was smashed, wasn’t it?”
"It's really a mess." The human knight smiled bitterly, his face getting paler due to blood loss: "I was obviously acting like a hero, disobeying the orders of my superiors and came here alone, thinking that I could protect myself from the attack by myself.
village. It turned out that all the villagers had died long ago... Do we still have to fight with a group of orcs?"
"At least you have proven your bravery, human." The tiger soldier also smiled bitterly: "Obviously you are just a human... You are obviously just a black iron knight, but you killed our captain and wiped out an entire army.
Team. Not every human can do this, so stand up, human. You are brave enough and can be considered a hero."
"My superiors will definitely not think so, orc." The middle-aged knight sighed, continuing to stare at the yellowed old photo in his hand, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Daniel..."
The Khajiit soldier who was also dying looked up at the sky and murmured: "...I'm sorry, Sabo."
For the first time, they both realized that the opponent they killed was actually a human being with flesh and blood and a family. And when they killed each other, they not only killed each other, but also turned a wife into a widow.