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In the clearing you could only hear the patriarch's laughter and a slight crackling coming from the old man's corpse that was slowly turning into ashes, the crackling was overshadowed by the patriarch's laughter, once the old man's corpse turned completely into ashes it only took a light breeze to scatter the remains of a once arrogant old man.

Ha... you... werewolves, you take that "from dust we come and to dust we go" thing very seriously, isn't it? -said the silhouette that was finally visible thanks to the fact that the dust cloud had already completely dispersed .

Buahaha, yes, that is something that we are very proud of, since that is something that the majority of the believing races of the creator envy us, humans can only reach the dust in a forced way, but that does not work in the same way that our dust, no…no…no, we werewolves can reincarnate anywhere in the world since our ashes were scattered with the wind so our essences travel with it so they can even appear in Antarctica, but what appear there would be very difficult, if not almost impossible, since most of them could have been reincarnated in a closer place before, that's why I laughed so much at the old man, so he remembered me in his next incarnation, since He will probably go to the meeting center of the werewolves closest to his place of incarnation, those are hidden meeting points around the world created by the first to reincarnate.-once the patriarch finished mocking From the small remains of the old man and listening to what the man who had scared him to heart attack asked, he explained one of his racial abilities.

Eh? But then why were you angry with the old man if, according to what you just said, all those guards will soon reincarnate? -asked the man (Joshua) the cause of the previous outburst of the leader.

That was because there is a way to kill us permanently that only three races know, the first are the humans who discovered a way to make us feel hell before dying, the second would be the angels which most make us feel peace and calm down before dying since most of them are gentle souls but that does not mean that they are all the same, some make us feel the divine tribulations before sealing everything that turns us into something, the so-called "memories" and after that they don't they kill you, no, no, no, what they do is make you go against your family, your friends, your children and they make you kill them in the most painful, slow and bloody way possible just so that later they give you back your memories and they put your actions against everything that mattered to you in an infinite loop, as if that were not enough they grant you what for humans is a blessing for us is now an unforgivable curse, a sample of the tragedy, every man any wolf that has it will be treated with great pity, now you are wondering what this curse is, right? Well, the curse is immortality no matter what they do, they cannot reincarnate because their souls are tied to their bodies, even if they want to cut off their heads, cut off their limbs, etc. That's why even if we meet the most gentle angels we treat them as if were the creator, but this is not due to respect, no, it is due to the fear that they are one of those that we call "angelus immitis" or translated "merciless angel" worse still, an unreasonable one, so whenever we are close to one, we have to be ready to run with our tail between our legs, and last but not least, the dragons, these are actually the ones that give us the fastest death, since they only burn our body and soul so in Compared to the others, they are the ones that we would most like to be killed, of course, I know that sounded strange, but you must understand that they only burn us, nothing more, nothing less, they do not make you suffer before eliminating you, so you could say that they always go straight to the point, and the place where they killed the guards is in that direction, there is only one race that inhabits those parts, the humans, I know that by heart, after all, who would not remember someone capable of killing him without sweating?-I explain more The patriarch calmed down his reason, and also fired off another round of useless information.

When the patriarch finished speaking slowly, almost all the guts, bones and blood began to gather at different points in the clearing, separating into portions that quickly separated and began to take the form of werewolves, the most interesting thing is that when a whole portion of the remains were gathered at a different point from the one where many body parts had accumulated, it was possible to see how the body began to rebuild quickly but it was not one of instant results but rather he took his time as the bones, organs and so on were put together in an orderly fashion.

Yes, unfortunately all my herd, blurting out a few are "infelicis felix" which means "the unfortunate lucky ones" a term that came to us because our race considers them unlucky but the other mortal races do not share our point of view since the considered lucky to get what most of them sought... immortality, so that's why we call them that way.-the patriarch spoke slowly while looking around the clearing where many werewolves were slowly forming and sitting on the wet grass due to the morning dew complaining of intense pain.

Yes... but when will you answer my question? -asked the man (Joshua) already tired of being thrown information that he considers useless.

What, you didn't understand anything I just told you? -the patriarch asked in dismay and incredulity, he had already completely forgotten the danger coming from the figure in front of him since he felt that he was talking to a child who didn't like him. I was paying attention.

I couldn't keep up with you because you started talking too much for me to keep up with you so I just just nodded and buzzed, in fact I wanted to tell you that you get distracted very easily so you ended up giving me a lot of information that I'm not interested in and don't ask.-explained (Joshua) while looking directly at the patriarch and directly confessed that he wasn't interested so he began to point it out.

Well, then what I told you was that my guards, not mine, but they were the old man's guards, died without the possibility of reincarnating, of course not without first suffering the pain of hell, and among those guards was my son.- the patriarch said as he gave (Joshua) a blank look.

Oh…-(Joshua) you could see the discomfort in his whole expression and he quickly averted his gaze in all directions.

/I got tired of writing and thinking "the man (Joshua)" so I decided to leave (Joshua) but for the characters he is still "the man" so don't be surprised/