《[HIATUS] PLAYER: LEVEL 0》PLAYER: CHAPTER 8
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Now with Flower, Red and Baba all having distinguishable traits and names, it would make it much easier for Ling Ru to speak with them, or about them. If they had no names it would be hard to speak about them because the one he would speak to would have no way to know which male was referred to.
Of course, Ling Ru was not dishing out names with the intention to chatter and gossip, he was trying to establish some kind of connection to them all. Before he came, they had all had long time relations, not relationships but friendships or some kind of the same. He, as the new guy, was more of a left out person, but by being the one naming them, they would all feel a strong sense of relation to him.
Ling Ru’s actual thoughts bordered on the above reasoning, but what was actually on his mind was that by giving them names they would resemble humans a tad more, whether he was doing it intentionally or not he could not be sure. He also knew that the more he levelled up Mental Awareness, he would be able to cut off emotions by demand.
If he needed to, he would cut off all emotions or memories of being a human, after establishing some memories and a foothold in this world, he would not mind transitioning. He actually felt quite wondrous about the magnificence of this world, for a gamer to transferred here, did he even deserve it…
He had a habit of pushing such thoughts aside, and so he did. What need would there be for thinking about how to handle the future, if he died at present? Survival and becoming stronger was essential for the present Ling Ru.
Now with only three males left to have names, Ling Ru could not help but shift his position to turn towards them, what he saw made him smile awkwardly. These three were very obvious about their hesitation towards taking on a name, despite the acceptance of the three others.
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When they lived in demon city, their upbringing let them leave in peace, the demon race had not always been a peaceful race, it was only in the last thousand years. The reason why the current demon race did not use names, was actually due to their earlier violent ways.
The former demon king from three thousand years ago had a name, and all his servants were forced to have names. The king was named Luo and is known as the Demon Ruler, he suffered death from his own generals after losing a war against the combined forces of the fairy, elves and human race.
After losing the war, the whole demon race was near extinction, and without a ruler, the ones who escaped settled down in a place where no one came by. Since then demons had never met other races, and have been living in a form of exile. From that day on, the demon who took on the responsibility of a form of tribe elder banished names from the demon race once again.
Thousands of years have passed, and yet these three were very linked to this story. Banished from the banished city of banished demons, Baba saw no reason to feel enmity towards a former ruler. Questioning your king is reasonable, but a ruler is at most times defect. Logic in overbearing resent, it made no sense.
Baba knew these men from childhood, he had lived for thirty-seven years, he also knew what held them in lock about the names. These three were a special case and was direct descendants from the former demon ruler. The innate shame that had been transferred from their ancestors, it was much stronger than the ordinary demons.
Direct descendants were looked ill upon, they had fewer chances in the demon city, most were banished if they acted wrongly even once. This was the same case for these male demons. So when Baba spoke, he had to come up with a way around their origins, or that is what one would think.
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“Listen, Ru makes a great point. Why are we bound to our ancestors, we are not! We can all delve in our ancestor's pasts, but for me, everyone here is family. We are not associated with the demon city, nor their ancestors, we are free and no longer bound by their lies.” It was quite a heartfelt speech, whenever they had come together after hunting, every night, they had shared stories. Many of them were made up, but most of them had hidden elements of grievance over their treasons.
The males looked at Baba, one of them clenched his fists and stood up while roaring. “That’s right! I am no longer part of their shit, from today onwards I will name myself Lon, I like how it sounds!” he laughed maniacally, if demons shed tears, he would be crying.
For how long had they grieved over missing their loved ones? why should they be blamed for their inability to act properly, it was not them who raised themselves, their family did. Now they were caring demons with strength and will, they already had a new family and have had for a long time, it just lacked the realization for this.
While Lon was laughing, the two last male demons stood up and clapped Lon’s shoulder while looking at Ling Ru. “Ru, would it be appropriate for you to name us?” the one on the right asked a bit touched by the sudden happenings. To think a demon seedling could bring this tight knit group together, just by giving them names.
It had really moved their minds and hearts. Demons are naturally colder in emotion, and they do not shed tears. Although these were all banished, they still had each other. Inside demon city, people were repeating the same lifestyle from birth till’ death. This group was different, they did not need currency, they survived themselves. They had only two weak parts, but the females also worked their share by finding other kinds of foods and materials. The spears the demons used was made by the females.
“Sure!” Ru smiled and nodded softly to them, he looked at Baba quickly, he was a bit touched after the scene of Baba’s speech and the male’s reactions. He needed a moment to consider good names for them. Two names. After some time, he got an idea.
He pointed at the demon to the left of Lon and told him his name. “You will be Zuo, you are the left man to the side of Lon, and I see you always help him even though Lon is older than you. As for you on the right of Lon, you are basically his right-hand man, therefore I name you Quan!” these names were based on traditional Chinese characters, and he felt that it was like this. Lon was only a few years younger than Baba, or so he deduced by looking at wrinkles.
After everyone was named, They all ate the meat and some weird form of vegetables that the females had found in the vicinity. Ling Ru kept asking about the outside, like which races existed and where they all were. He found out incredible information that night.
And he even accomplished three announcements that night, so his skill list currently looked like this:
[Mental Awareness skill]
Skill Level: 3
Experience: 3/500
Description:
The Mental Awareness skill increases all of the user’s mental abilities. I.e. maintaining focus and concentration, controlling emotions, encouraging oneself, visualisation and imagery. The skill is trained by using and practising your abilities, as well as assessing your proficiency.
[Poor Basics of a Carpenter]
Skill Level: 2/50
Experience: 25/100
Description:
Woodwork and wooden structural labour.
[Basic Demon Language Learned]
Skill Level: 2/5
Experience: 35/50
Description:
Language skill unlocked the Demon Language, and you can now speak the basics.
With these three skills, he was already far more enlightened than before.
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