Another Fantasy Story
Moku glared at Furfur with narrowed eyes, while Furfur returned the stare with wide eyes.
They remained like this for several seconds until Moku exhaled deeply and sat cross-legged on the ground.
"You're right, we're not a new Mana Species previously unknown on this continent. You're also right that we're cursed and hated by Mana, just like monsters. A cursed species.
"But you're wrong to say we aren't a Mana Species. WE ARE A MANA SPECIES!!!... Or what's left of what we once were..."
Moku bowed his head for a moment before looking back up at Furfur with eyes filled with hatred.
"Several decades ago, when the war between Humans and Elves began to wane, a period known in history as the Cold War began.
"The Cold War was a time when swords did not clash, cannons were not fired, and spells were not cast, but the warfare that occurred behind the scenes was far more brutal than actual battle.