Once those words flew out of his fanged mouth, I already felt my fur stand on end. I already knew that the people of this camp said that he wasn't afraid to do the things I couldn't even dare think about doing, if he felt like you were useless or deadweight in any way, he would either 'mercifully' eat you or simply leave to your fate. There was no gray area for this man.
"The Orcs are growing tired of this forest and have already had their way with most of the residents of this group." He said with a straight face.
"We need to at now, no more waiting...no more trying to fend or stand aside for the weak." He hissed, his tongue flickering out violently as the crowd started to look at each other nervously.
"What is it?" Basilisk suddenly said as someone rose their hand into the air.
"How exactly are we going to do this Basilisk? The Orcs usually increase the patrolling when they're about to leave for a new area." The woman said as Basilisk slightly narrowed his eyes in thought.
"We will leave at night, unnoticed or noticed, we must," He said, the crowd going into a muffled uproar before the sound of his ferocious hiss and the sight of those large fangs of his immediately silenced them.
"I have warned all of you! We do not have time to coddle the weak. Pregnant, young or old, if you are strong enough to escape then you shall do so but if not?" He paused before sighing a little, my eyes starting to narrow.
"Then you will merely serve your last moments in life as a distraction or a simple meal before I leave this hell."
How absolutely cruel...now, I'll admit to it fully, my sympathy may be because I come from a world where your constantly advised to help the weak aside from a few people such as Basilisk. Not to mention, when you've had a past such as mine, dealing with hatred, rumors and the sight of people never helping out the less fortunate then, of course, I would feel some remorse for these poor people! And I would say something too if I weren't so afraid of getting bitten by a snake in front of this crowd.
"How interesting," Koko whispered, my ears perking as I tilted my head to look up at him.
"What is?" "I have the privilege to listen to another leader's words and compare them to yours." He said with a small toothy smile, his tongue tempting to lull out of his mouth before I slightly bared my teeth.
"You agree with him?" I growled. Koko immediately shook his head as he slightly bowed his head towards me.
"Of course, not Beta..." He said.
"But I will admit, there is reason in both styles of his and your leaderships." Koko said with a small sigh.
"A caring and attentive leader such yourself allows the weak to eventually become but a cruel leader such as Basilisk? He makes sure the ones that are strong survive and that the weak die, thus allowing the strong to produce stronger." He barked as I slightly tilted my head at his words.
Ah...I suppose I've finally found something to dislike about this world. I don't like the whole coward or no coward system they have going on, though I can agree with them on some points about the weak. After all, if someone is being weak just to be weak or is a coward just to be a coward then you, of course, leave them behind! But if someone has no choice but to be weak then...you must take pity on then and at least try to help.
It's the humane thing to do, but of course, Basilisk along with everyone else wasn't raised on Earth. He was raised as a half-snake that lived in a world that I'm still trying to figure out. As the night wore on, Basilisk answering questions here and there as well as trying to further explain how the weaker could provide distractions since he somehow 'already knew' they would fall behind. It soon became time for us all to quickly depart and head back to our original spots.
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A Whole Different Life (Book I)
Fantasy"What would you rather? Floating in eternal darkness or...serving me? As my champion?" "Honestly? Neither, why in the world would I choose to be a servant in my next life?!" "Hm, then I suppose-" "Wait, I wasn't finished." She let out a sigh, trepid...