《World War Veteran》Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
After eating the delicious raw meat, our mother removes all the remnants of the egg shell. She grabs the three of us and put to the place where she removed all the remnants of the egg shell. I see my siblings are fallen asleep immediately while my mother flaps her wings and lift off outside.
My head is moving around and curiously seeking of what kind of face do I have, maybe they’re disappointed because I’m ugly. I can’t see any mirror when I check the bottom right corner of the house or nest, I see some water container or a small well to be exact. I approach it and when I arrive, I look downwards to see what kind of appearance exactly do I have.
My face is full of black feathers that have some silver color around my eyes while my beak is deep black. My iris are red while my vertical slit pupils are deep black. I think my appearance is better than them, I look like a killer or predator type of bird but aside from my brown wings, my appearance doesn't resemble any of my parents but still, I should be counted as a hawk type of bird too.
After drinking some water, I turned around and see my father arrive and he look at me, I know his facial expression is frowning. My body feels exhausted, I ignore my father reaction and go to the place where my siblings are sleeping. When I arrived, I still see my father observing my behavior and I look at him while moving my head sideways five times. Before I shut down my eyes, I see his eyes widen and I fall asleep after a few seconds.
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We got twelve soldiers captives from the Japanese army after we successfully exit in our trapped post. I feel my blood is boiling when I look at the Japanese soldiers. I can’t stop myself, I want to avenge my fallen brothers, I hold one of the captives head and beheaded him slowly using my knife.
“Ahh!” The Japanese soldier groaned for a moment and died.
“Stop!” Our platoon commander shouted.
I pretended that I didn’t hear anything, I go to the next captive soldiers and beheaded him. A fountain of blood is shoving in my face and body as I beheading the Japanese soldier.
“First Lieutenant Norman! Stop immediately! I know what you feel! Please calm down yourself.” Our platoon commander shouted again but still, I pretended that I didn’t hear anything.
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My fellow survivor soldiers stop me with forced after I killed the five of the twelve captive Japanese soldiers.
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As I lift my eyes up, I see my surrounding and it’s the same bird's nest house. That dream again, I see my parents looking at me, my father holding a wooden stick in his left hand and grab me using his big right hand.
We go outside or rather we fly outside and landed on the ground after a few seconds. My father gives me the wooden stick and signaling his hand to the ground. Looks like they’re intelligent than I thought.
On the ground I draw a bird or chicken to be exact, I put an x mark to the neck of it. My parents looking at my drawing they look both amaze and look at me, both of them nodded their bird head. They’re talking to each other and both of them looks serious.
After a few moments, my mother grabs me while my father flies in left direction. My mother and I fly to the house or our nest house, she put me to the ground where my siblings are. I see my siblings are so much active, they’re wide awake and chirping nonstop again like an idiot. Maybe they’re not that intelligent than I thought.
My mother put again some red meat on the ground. Where does did red meat came from? I look curiously at her a few moments before I eat.
In the next day, my father bird came back, he’s holding some kind of books. My mouth agape or rather my beak agape when I saw him.
He put the books on the side then his right hand grabs me and put me in the front of the books. I feel excited and open the first page of the book immediately. As soon as I opened the book, my face frowns and sigh. I don't understand any of the letters in the book and I think these are not letters it looks like an ancient text or rather an ancient symbol text.
When I look at my parents, I see they have some kind of reactions and I assumed that their reactions are laughing at me. Both of their bird eyes are crinkled and they creating some high pitch sound, I don't even know if they're beaks are smiling.
After a few moments, my mother approaches me and she’s saying something while pointing out the symbols in the books, I listen attentively. Back in the earth, I memorize all the morse code and this should be a piece of cake to me. A half an hour later, I understand some of the symbols, my mother said something that I didn’t understand and I just nodded. She lifts off outside and leave us in the house nest alone.
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In the book, the text or symbols show that I am in the world called Lemura the map shows that there are four continents in this world. As I turn the next page, our species detail information come up, we are called beastman. There are different kinds of beastman and they're categorized in different parts, there are land beastman, water beastman and wing beastman. I am in the wing beastman category.
As I turn the next page again, I see that the wing beastman is located in the floating mountains, the wing beastman home are part of the Icarus continent. I turn the next page again, it shows the different type of wing beastman. There are eagle, phoenix, garuda, pigeon and hawk. I'm part of the hawk tribe. The hawk tribe is the second to the weakest and the weakest is the pigeon tribe while the strongest is the Phoenix tribe.
This world is survival of the fittest, if there’s a human here they should be extinct now. There's a disturbance in the wind and I look at my back, my parents just arrive and both of them are wearing dark orange armor to their chest, legs and forearms. My father is holding a silver colored heavy type of sword while my mother holding a long green mace. After a few seconds, their weapons suddenly disappear, How did they do that? I walk to them at a slow pace while looking at them with a curious expression.
Both of their eyes crinkle again and saying something in a high pitch tone, I think they’re laughing at my reaction. After a few moments, they’re approaching my siblings while my siblings still sleeping. My father grabs the two of them and touching his forehead to my sibling's foreheads, he’s saying something to them. My father handed over my two siblings to my mother and she’s doing the same as my father did.
A few moments later, my mother put aside my two siblings and both of them looking at me in a serious manner. My father approach me first and touch his forehead to mine, he didn’t say any word then he handed me over to my mother. My mother do the same, she’s saying something to me and I see her eyes looks tearful.
Are these birds emotional too? There’s a long sentence that she’s saying to me and if I’m not mistaken, it should be, take care of yourself, your sister and your brother. That’s all I can understand in what she’s saying and I’m not even sure if I understand it correctly. I think touching the foreheads should be equivalent to a kiss and after a few seconds, she finally stopped.
She goes where the books are placed, I see five or six books that suddenly appears in his right hand and she put it to the ground. She looks at me and I see her eyes closed for a moment, I think she’s smiling at me, probably.
After a few minutes, they stand up in the arc shape hole. Both of them look back at us and I feel that they’re sad. They lift off and fly upwards, I immediately move to see them because it feels like this is the last moment that I will see them. The two of them fly fast upwards and I can’t see even their shadows.
Did they leave us? But they look like responsible parents to me. I think, I remember something like this back in the earth. Before I went to war, I kissed both my wife and my baby son. The atmosphere that someone will die, it’s the same and I felt the same feelings from my bird parents.
Earlier, I should have tried to stop them but I can’t even talk and I don’t even understand what they’re saying.
I know, I can’t do anything about what happened. After pondering things, I approach the books to maybe learn more a bit information about this world, I want to know how come their weapons are just appearing and disappearing on their whims.
After searching all the books and turning the pages fast, finally, I see the weapons section. The symbol text should be saying that weapon is called spirit or soul weapon. There’s a certain age requirement before any beastman can use their spirit or soul weapon.
Curiously, I check out the new books. As I turn the pages, I see that the beastman is just another race or species in this world. There are more than species than I thought and most likely they are civilized too.
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