Dawn Of Twilight

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It was as though, the demon beast was adapting to the current changes the ogres were making, without losing. Every ogre that came close to Tobi either had its neck shattered or Mana's core plunged out, killing them instantly.

Meanwhile, Brunk skin was now mostly filled with spiderweb cracks that were slowly extending the longer and fiercer he fought, at this point he already knew his death was only a matter of how long his willpower would last, he inwardly curses at the chief leader Gil'takka with such continuous devouring and improvement, his brain was able to process the fact it was likely the chief leader Gil'takka who had planned everything behind the scene.

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- Years ago

In a humid environment surrounded by dense forest with tall trees, a mild moist breeze blew, giving the atmosphere a weird vibe. In the middle of the forest, a brightly lit fire camp glowed in the dark of the night could be seen.

It blew brightly as it swayed by the mild wind, and in the air clouds of smokes looked like clusters of dark thunder clouds.

Particularly red maroon-colored eyes could be seen from far ahead within the heart of numerous mud houses, the eyes were like red lanterns.

The loud sounds of muffled roars could be heard almost everywhere, as the muffled roars quickly became faint until they could be heard no more.

The sound of a light shoe heel softly colliding against the ground echoed in the air.

A man silhouette could be seen amidst the darkness of the night, he was spotted in a black cover-up robe, anywhere he walks loud muffled roars of what could describe being ogres resounded.

"Please great one, why do you attack my village."

At the front of the red maroon-color eyes man, another silhouette of an ogre could be seen, on his neck was a bony necklace with his body slightly trembling as he knelt on the ground.

The ogres' priest spoke with a trembling voice, and on his tone was a noticeable fear.

The man in a black cover-up robe paused his steps and looked toward the ogres' priest with a light smile that slowly crept up his face.

"Is that your final wish before you die?"

The man in a black cover-up questioned before the ogres' priest body tremble slightly and his head slid off its position as it fell in front of him.

A teenage ogre held his mouth, with a lifeless look in his eyes as he watched his father being killed by the black cover-up man. His body kept on quivering, as he cried.

His expression slowly changed from fear to anger and rage. There were tears in his eyes as he stared at his father's corpse, but the black cover-up man was nowhere to be seen or found.

"Father!!!!!"

The teenage ogre slowly crawls towards his father's corpse, as he held the ogres' corpse in his hands as looked at it with an intense gaze, before munching on them fanatically as he cried.

He ate his father's corpse with so much gusto, as well suck the blood dry. After a while, he noticed something else, beside his father was a shinning crystal the size of a child.

"This is...?" The teenage ogre stood up in a daze, as he looked at the shinning crystal in front of him.

His eyes stared at it with uneasiness, before his eyes slowly traveled from top to bottom and from bottom to top.

"Could this be a rock? Why would that man drop a strange rock?" The teenage ogre squinted his eyes, but no matter how long he stared at it, nothing happened.

"Hmm? What would I do with this rock now?" Due to the fact he was nȧkėd, his hand slowly scratched his crotch as he thought. However, one hand of his still stretches toward the shinning crystal.

The teenage ogre decided to quickly touch the rock, and then run before anything occurs. However, the moment his hand touches the shinning crystal he felt his cold body became warm.

He immediately reeled backward in fright, as he almost yelp. His eyes narrowed down to his hand before stretching both hands towards the shining crystal. His eyes widened, as he felt double the warm feeling.

"What?" The teenager couldn't understand what was happening but he felt warm the moment he touched the crystal.

His eyes slowly widened in disbelief, as he thought of something. His hands delicately held his crotch as he stared at the crystal before looking at his crotch again.

As if something deep inside him had formed and taken shape, suddenly he had become ingrained into the very fabric of his body and new reality.

He became obsessed with it as he repeatedly, try to make himself warm as best possible. Every day he felt something engrave on his body to his memory slowly he knew his name we Rakasha.

"Now that I know, my name. I need to produce my own kids." Rakasha who was now a young man thought, as he wore the pants made of dead ogres.

Despite being the only ogre left alive, Rakasha didn't feel sadden instead he felt it was a gift, slowly he hunted different small tribes to reproduce since he realized the Oracle of ogre which was the name he dubbed it, gave him extraordinary strength.

Once again, he suddenly felt something clicked inside him when he was being pursued by a combined force of smaller villages. He could feel something as he held the Oracle of ogres, in his arms.

A sphere of light slowly enveloped him, as his pale complexion quickly recovered, while all the traces of pain and fatigue disappeared from his face.