chapter 3: white creatures

At night, Virak and his father went to the village chief's house. The village was lively, especially at this time. Virak entered and turned from the main entrance. There were two men wearing furs on both sides of the door. The sound of laughter and music could be heard from outside. He saw people dancing and looking drunk. Some were sitting at the large table just eating. He looked forward and saw at the end of the hall a large table. Sitting was Richard and that boy from the morning. Next to them were some older men, wearing blue robes, with some knights standing behind them.

Verak's father, Duran, was one of the people who did not like to be in the eyes center , as did his son. The two did not interact with many people, only some people welcomed them. While they were sitting at the table and eating, Virak noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He looked and saw that noble boy staring at them. He looked at his father and saw that he did not notice that. He looked back at the boy and looked closely at him. He noticed that he was looking specifically at his father. His head was full of questions, but he couldn't find any answers.

Verak and his father returned home after the party. Verak's body was so exhausted from the hunting and noise at the party that he went to sleep without eating dinner, which is a rare thing. He woke up the next day full of activity. He went and had breakfast and then left the house. He still had many questions, but he knew that he would not be able to find an answer to them, so he put them out of his head.

Virak's body had changed since the previous year. He was now 10 years old. He had some muscles in his body, and his height had grown. His appearance suggested that he was a young boy, not a 10-year-old child. His hunting skill also improved. He had watched and learned how some of the most skilled men in the village hunt. His traps and methods of hunting have also become better. But today he had an important job.

Virak sat in the thick grass and waited for his catch. After many attempts to hunt this particular animal, Virak began to understand the behavior of the animal. This wild boar had a high sense of smell, it could smell across a few miles, and its hearing was very sharp, with the slightest fluctuation in the sound. He can hear it, but he has a strong weakness, which is that he cannot see, and that is what Virak relied on. He had already gone to a deep place in the forest. The forest was quiet, not even the sound of the air could be heard. Virak scattered some rotten meat in order not to smell it.

The wild boar smelled it, and put some food on the iron trap. If the wild boar approached it, the trap would easily cut off its head. Verak waited a long time, to the point that he almost fell asleep, but suddenly he heard footsteps.

Virak raised his head slightly and saw a white wild boar. There was a faint red streak on its fur. The wild boar smelled meat, but fortunately for Virak, he smelled rotting meat. This made him continue walking until he arrived right in front of the trap. Virak was holding his breath. So that the wild boar would not hear him, he was saying in his mind, "Come on, bend your head to eat." The wild boar stood for a while, as if there was something he did not understand. The wild boar looked at the food and looked at it carefully. The wild boar remained like this for some time.

Virak was standing on his tiptoes and almost lost his breath as he waited for the wild boar to bow his head a little. Virak began to lose patience until he said loudly, "Damn it, just lower your head a little." Virak quickly covered his mouth in surprise. When the wild boar heard that, he ran away. About the place quickly

Anger rose inside Virak. He tried several times to hunt this wild boar, but every time he managed to escape in some way, as if he saw that there was a trap in front of him.

Virak came out of his hiding place and followed the steps of the wild boar and had one thought in his head, "This time he will not give up like the other times. I will not come back with this damned pig alive."

The matter began to become personal between him and the wild boar, as if it was an enmity that had lasted for years. While Virak was following the wild boar's steps, he began to go deeper into the forest. The trees began to become so dense that it was difficult for the sun's rays to pass through. Virak began to feel afraid because he knew that the deeper he went... In the forest, the incidence of encountering dangerous monsters that he could not imagine increased

After a short time, Virak saw the wild boar in the distance. Virak hid in the tall grass nearby. Virak waited for the right moment to pounce on the wild boar, saying in his head, "Finally, I will kill him. This damned pig. I hope your taste is worth this suffering," but there is something. It made Verak surprised.The wild boar wasn't moving, it wasn't moving, or even showing any sign of life. The wild boar was like a wooden statue. It couldn't breathe. Not a single muscle was moving. Virak came out of his hiding place and moved slowly towards the wild boar, when... Virak walked enough to touch the wild boar. He saw that it really wasn't breathing or even moving a little, as if it was dead. Virak was very happy when he saw that. He wouldn't need to kill the wild boar to take it with him to the village, because it was already dead.

Virak was about to take out his knife to cut the fur of the wild boar when suddenly the body of the wild boar split in two and fell to the ground. Virak jumped back in fear and his eyes were wide open. He immediately took out his knife and began to look around in fear. He thought that it was a monster that had killed the wild boar and that His turn was coming, but what surprised him the most was when he heard a sound from inside the wild boar's body. The sound was like a cutting sound from inside the wild boar's body.

Fear rose from within Virak. He held his knife tightly as he approached the severed body of the pig. With every step Virak took, fear rose within him. Virak saw that there were objects moving inside the wild boar. Virak stood directly in front of the wild boar's body. Virak examined the pig's body. The cut, and suddenly he saw something white coming out of the body of the wild boar. At first, the shape that came out was a white ball, but then it became clear that it had hands and legs, as if it were a miniature human, but its color was completely white.

Many of these white creatures came out, no more than 20 centimeters tall. They were about 15 people in number. Although they had emerged from a body full of blood, their bodies were as white as snow. But what truly terrified Verak was when these creatures turned to the body of a pig. Wild and started eating it

Virak's feet could not bear him from the horror of the sight in front of him. The little white creatures, who at first glance a person would say are gentle and peaceful creatures, were now eating the raw body of a wild boar. The white creatures were eating the wild boar's meat as if they had not eaten for weeks. There was nothing left in it. The wild boar's body was nothing but bones, and Virak still could not stand on his feet because there was something else that made him grow up in his head. The idea of ​​knowing what these creatures were. The white creatures ate the wild boar's body, but they kept his heart and lungs. The white creatures carried these two organs and began to delve deeper into the body. The forest, as if they were returning home with treasures or something

Virak's mind was still racing with thoughts of what he saw, his eyes were still wide open, and his hands were shaking with fear to the point that he could not hold the knife properly.

Virak gathered all his courage and mental strength and stood on his feet. The first thing that Virak saw was the bone of a wild boar. There was not a drop of blood or a little bit of meat on it, as if it were the remains of an animal that had been forgotten here for thousands of years.

Virak's mind was full of questions about these beings. Virak was known to love reading. There was not a book in his house that he had not read at least several times. The two books he read most were "The Magic Guide" and "The History of the Continent of Ezforth." The book was specifically the history of the Continent of Esforth. He had already read it many times. The book was about the history of the Asforth Continent, from talking about the races and creatures present on this continent, to talking about the wars and important events that took place on the continent.

This book had been written by many famous scholars on the continent and Half of the information in the book came from travelers, but there is no description of the little white monsters or even descriptions of creatures similar to them.

Virak was a curious person by nature, and this sometimes got him into trouble, such as the time he entered a married couple's room in the village chief's room after hearing some voices. He knew what he was going to do was wrong but he had nothing to do

After that, Virak began to go deeper into the forest.