Fiction:Tenet/History/10

=~DEFEAT-=

~You have been defeated. Outwitted and outmaneuvered by your enemy. The Da'mir are a cunning foe indeed.

-It was going to happen eventually. Consider this a learning experience.

~Your army is battered, depleted, and starving. Your siege engines are broken. You kneel in this field of corpses, wondering how this could have happened. Were it not for our intervention your reign would have ended before it began. What will you do now, O king?

-The strong dominate the weak, and you turned out to be weaker than the Da'mir. This is how things work in the new world.

~But this need not be the end for you.

-Here are your immediate problems: no food, no strength, no shelter. I can see an answer to the first two. Look around you.

~The slaughter-ritual can be applied to many things.

-Far more than simple animal traits can be consumed.

~Gather the bodies. Strip them of their goods and weapons and distribute them among your people.

-Then build a rite-fire, and strip these sad corpses of their flesh.

~Are you appalled? Set aside your misgivings. We speak for the gods, and you are Eschaton. The laws and anathema of the old world should mean nothing to the herald of the new.

-Eat the dead. Gain their strengths. Kill the Da'mir.