As we got closer to the Ogre village some of the Ogres began to approach us. "WHAT DO YA HAVE THERE DROKEN?" One of the Ogres asked my father whose name I now know. "THIS HERE BE MY SON, WHO I BE TAKING TO THE SHAMAN TO GRANT THE LAD A NAME." Hearing this I was getting a little nervous. Droken seemed to sense this. "SORRY LADS, BUT THE SHAMAN WILL WANT TO SEE THE BOI RIGHT AWAY." The Ogres moved aside when they heard this, a few of them nodding and grunting in agreement. Droken began to carry me to the large hut in the back of the cave. "DON'T YOU START FUSSING THERE BOI. THOSE LADS ARE YOUR UNCLES, AND WOULD SOONER DIE THAN HARM YOU." As he lifted me up to his shoulder, I looked back at those Ogres and saw them grinning and waving at my curious expression. I turned to look at Droken again and he glanced my way in surprise. "YER A SMART BOI HUH?" His look of surprise honestly looked so funny that I surprised myself by giggling.

"LET'S GETCHA HOME BOI" As my father started to walk into the forest he spoke to me, thinking that I couldn't understand a word. "YE GEST WAIT 'TILL THE TRIBE SEES YA. OH, THE LOOKS THEIR FACES, YER ONE UGLY OGRE CUB YA KNOW DAT." Despite his thick accent and deep voice I understood my father clear as day. Or should I say night. It was only then that I noticed that it wasn't the sun that lit up the sky but the stars and the moons. *Wait holdup, moons, why are there eight?* "OH, WHAT SEEMS TO HAVE CAUGHT YER EYE LITTLE ONE." said my father as he followed my line of sight. "AH, THE MOONS, YE SHOULD KNOW THAT EACH ONE REPRESENTS THE DOMAIN OF A GOD."

A shadow appeared from behind a nearby tree. *HOLY SHIT* In front of my eyes was a giant, its skin a dark green, its eyes completely black except for yellow irises. Long crooked fangs dripping with saliva filled its massive jaws. Two holes for nostrils sat above it's eyes. Its body was shaped like Hercules if he had a dad bod. Its claws were chipped and stained with blood. Its ears short yet pointy. Its arms were long and its legs were short. *IF MY FATHER LOOKS LIKE THAT, THEN WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE* ^I don't know Master, I can only see what you see.^ *Well that's helpful. So, R.S is he going to eat me or what. If so, that would be a huge pile of BULLSHIT.* ^That is unlikely Master for two reasons. One he can sense that you are kin, and two your traits Enhanced Dark Affinity and Monster/Sentient Race Hybrid are making it so that he's more compelled to look after you than to eat you^ *So your telling me, that I have a doting father, that looks like walking shit.*

Darkness. That was all I saw. That was all I felt. Yet, after a lifetime of misery and torment, I didn't fear it. I embraced it. Then a warmth enveloped my body and with it light. As I blinked away my blindness I heard the voice of a woman in a language I couldn't understand. I realized that I was just born. ^RETRIBUTION SYSTEM SYNCHRONIZATION INTALIZING^ ^10% SYNCHRONIZATION^ ^20% SYNCHRONIZATION^ ... ^100% SYNCHRONIZATION^ ^SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE^ ^Hello Master Jack, I am your Retribution System aka R.S and I am here to help you RULE this universe or DESTROY it^ *WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON* ^Master Jack, you died in your previous life at the age of 18.^ *I KNOW THAT, I MEANT WHAT HAPPENED AFTER* ^SATAN asked you some questions and you answered this is the result^ *DO HAVE TO BE SO CALM ABOUT IT*