The Meaning of The Name

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(Eunseom)

Not easy. If I can say, this is too difficult. I was not fighting for hunted animals or hunting grounds with other tribes, like the tribes in Iark usually do, where I live so far. Right now I'm fighting a more difficult enemy, something very far away to reach.

Not one person.

Not an amateur group.

Arthdal.

The Union

The Nation.

My negotiations with the Arthdal ​​leader who captured my tribe, failed miserably. The son of the leader killed his own father, but threw his blame on me. I became a fugitive, while I did not know what the fate of my tribe and also Tanya, due to my failure.

When I was about to save my friends who would be sold as slaves, I was even caught, because one of my friends, Mungtae, betrayed. I was sold to a diamond mine, Ddoldambul.

The chief slave overseer didn't give us food and drink, until we said "I'm dujumsaeng."

He also mocked me with purple blood, which he thought was more despicable than dujumsaeng. He told me to say, "My name is Purple. I was born to a filthy human who screwed around with a Neanthal! I'm the child of a monster, an Igutu!"

Of course I don't want to say it. My name is not Purple. My mother gave me the name Eunseom, and Tanya named me Dream. The name is like a mantra that binds me to the wishes of the giver. I can't change my name at will, let alone made a joke.

What's wrong with having purple blood? It wasn't me who asked to be born with a different blood color from them.

But, because of my stubborness, I lost one of my friends. Teodae. He commited suicide in front of me. In front of my eyes! Blood from his neck splashed against my face.

"You arrogant. You think you're better than us? You don't care what Dalsae and I experience, do you? You only care about the name you're very proud of, do you?" That was his last sentence before he died.

I cried and screamed. I can't do anything to save him. My body is tied to a tree.

Finally I said the despicable sentence, "My name is Purple. I was born to a filthy human who screwed around with a Neanthal! I'm the child of a monster, an Igutu!" I hope that way, Teodae will not die, or at the very least, our overseers can help him.

But it's no use anymore. He died. I am so regret. If I had not been stubborn in defending my name, he would not have been starving and thirsty until he killed himself.

What's the meaning of a name? What's the use of a name? In this place, any name is useless.

At this point, I began to give up. I don't know what the fate of the other Wahan people are. I also do not know what fate of Tanya. Even my own fate, I do not know. Especially I dreamed. I saw Tanya glaring at me with tears in her eyes.

Tanya.

The only best friend that I have.

The only girl that filled my heart.

"Every time I see your face, I'm regret ..."

Of course, she must be regret. I am a useless friend. I failed to save her. I brought her even deeper into endless suffering, because of my stupidity. This weak and disgusting heart, I don't deserve to give to her.

"We should never have met ..."

Yes, we should never have met. My mother shouldn't have taken me to Iark. I shouldn't even have been born. I am a cursed child, born on the day of the blue comet glowing in the sky. Plus, my blood is purple, Igutu, the most disgusting race on this earth.

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