The Fourth Disaster: Ras

"Then…cannibalism…" Re'Kha frowned, wondering how it was possible to produce a Beast as a result when she remembered about a certain something she had heard about when young. It was a completely rare phenomenon that had seldom happened in the entire course of their history.

She could recall her father's voice as he spoke about it, as if telling her a story.

"In this world, the land itself supports us sentient, bipedal races. But at the same time, it also rejects us. The greater the boon it gives us, the greater the harshness it puts us through." Re'Rak spoke as he read from a scroll.

"Why does that happen, father?" Barely eight years old, a tiny Re'Kha was seated on his lap, listening to his story.

"Well, let's put you to the test, shall we?" He laughed, watching Re'Kha pout in response, "Alright, it is a simple question. In our world, which number has the highest value?"