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Rise of the Hegemon Confrontation
As we continued walking down the path, I couldn't help but hear a commotion in the distance, by the sound of it; it's like a group of people were arguing and shouting at each other.I took a small glance at Roslik and I could tell he'd heard it too. With that, he quickly broke into a small jog towards the noise, the others following suit."W-Wait!" I called out, feeling the strain and ache in my legs intensify as I try to quicken my pace.I can't do it... it really hurts.Maintaining a walk, I noticed myself falling behind the others, the sound of their footsteps and hushed conversations fading as they moved ahead. Little Fish, however, spotted my lagging pace and hurried back to me, placing a reassuring hand on my back and helping me catch up with our group."Thanks.." I expressed with a nod at him to which he responded in kind.At this point, I could already see a few miners peeking out from their residential quarters as we walked past them, some of them even leaving their buildings
Rise of the Hegemon The value of food
Just as the cloak's axe was poised to descend upon the injured miner on the ground, a sudden shout echoed from behind the cloak. In swift succession, the figure of a familiar miner emerged, bursting onto the scene from the rear.Wait.. is that?I could feel a small weight lift off from my chest as I watch Gulfram try to wrestle the axe from the cloak's hand, while also shouting something at the same time. By this point, the wounded miner had already been dragged away to safety by his fellow miners.I noticed several cloaks halting their advance, casting bewildered and confused glances at Gulfram. This pause granted certain miners the opportunity to scatter and flee. Nevertheless, the count of miners that fled was so small that it failed to impact our collective strength significantly.I shifted my gaze uneasily in the direction of Arde, who appeared equally taken aback, grappling with a mixture of shock and fear, his efforts to arrive at a decisive course of action evident. Little Fis
Rise of the Hegemon First week in the quarry
"Wood" Gulfram said, holding a piece of plank in front of my face, "Repeat it."I stared at the plank for a second before clearing my throat, "W-Wood.." the moment the word left my mouth, I could already tell that the pronunciation was a little bit off.Gulfram chuckled briefly, then gestured toward the fireplace in the corner of his room, directing my attention to the crackling firewood nestled on the hearth."Wood" I repeated the word once again, despite the funny accent and pronunciation, Gulfram was nodding his head in approval, a small smile plastered on his craggy face.Then, he raised all of his fingers in front of me, "Ten repeat" he blankly stated.Clearing my throat once more, I began repeating the word 'Wood.' However, on the eighth try, my tongue slipped, turning the word into an incomprehensible jumble. This mishap elicited another chuckle from Gulfram."Again.. from start." Gulfram said while crossing his armsWith a sigh, I embarked on the process once more, only to stu
Rise of the Hegemon A bloody day
I took the bread given by the cook in front of me and quietly made my way toward the table where my group was sitting. Despite the appetizing smell of all the newly cooked bread inside the wagon, I knew better than to linger around. After all, there's still a line of miners stretching in front of the carts.I could feel the gazes of nearby cloaks and guards as I walked past them. Because of this, I lower my head along the way, not wanting to attract any attention to myself.Let's just get this day over with...As I passed by tables crowded with miners eating and talking, their voices merged into a cacophony that blended with the surrounding noises; the clanking of tools, the creaking of wheels from passing wagons in the near distance, and many more.Suppressing a yawn, I felt the morning breeze sweep over me, sending a subtle chill through my entire body.There, spotting my group sitting in the farthest corner, I carefully made my way towards them, doing my best to avoid bumping into
Rise of the Hegemon An emotional night
I found myself standing in the midst of an empty space, surrounded by an endless expanse of white void. The surface beneath my feet seemed non-existent, yet I could distinctly feel that I was standing on something substantial. As I attempted to stomp my foot, a distinct tapping sound echoed through the emptiness.Where the hell am I?"Carillus" My name was suddenly softly whispered in the most angelic voice, like a gentle breeze caressing my ears, not to mention the voice was so oddly familiar.I turn myself towards the sound, and there... stood the figure of my mother, her entire body was glowing, as if she's an angel herself. Also her face remained blank, devoid of any trace of emotion."Mother..." was all that escaped my lips. Despite the countless questions swirling in my mind, I found it difficult to decide which one to ask first.Where am I?What brought me here?Why are you here?Before I could finally ask her one of the questions in my mind, she suddenly asked, slightly catchi
Rise of the Hegemon Acceptance and moving forward
Months had passed, and the brisk winds of autumn were now in full swing. The days seemed noticeably shorter than before, and the air carried a crisp chill, with temperatures gradually dropping.Sighing, I turned towards my fellow miners in the group, who were arranged in a line on my left. Each of them was diligently working on their section of the wall-like rock in front of us, the relentless sound of their pickaxes hitting the rock creating a cacophony of clanks and thuds that resonated within the nearby area.Not to mention the pervasive scent of sweat that hung in the air. It was only thanks to the occasional cold breeze that wafted over us, briefly dissipating the familiar stench of sweat, before it inevitably returned once more.I withdrew my gaze and turned to look at my right hand, which was firmly gripping the handle of my pickaxe, its head resting on the ground below. The muscles in my right arm had grown significantly over the past months. Comparing it to my broken left arm
Rise of the Hegemon Is escape even possible?
"So, what would you like to discuss before we begin our lessons?" Gulfram asked, taking a seat behind a table and placing his pickaxe against the wall to his left.Closing the door behind me, I then make my way towards the table before eventually sitting right in front of him."Uh yes," I finally began, rubbing my right palm on my frozen left hand for slight warmth to remove the chill that clung unto me from the outside."Did anyone.." I paused, searching for the right words in my limited Artanian vocabulary to continue my question. After a few seconds of pondering, I finally found the perfect ones, "Try escape quarry? anyone succeed?" I knew my Artanian was this bad, but I think it's enough for Gulfram to understand it's meaning.He froze, his eyes widening at the same time."Don't tell me you-" before he could finish his statement, I suddenly interrupted him."N-No no no, you think wrong." I waved my hands at him, chuckling nervously in the process, "I's just curious.. yes, curious.
Rise of the Hegemon Hope?
The moment those words escaped from Gulfram's mouth, an overwhelming wave of joy and excitement flooded over me.Tunneling?! yes, this could be it... Digging our tunnel to freedom! Why didn't I think of this earlier... but then again, it likely demands manpower, tools, and an unbelievably long amount of time. I could never excavate a tunnel all on my own. Now that I have friends in the quarry, including Gulfram himself, then maybe... tunneling our way out of this damned place might become feasible.Despite my best efforts to hide my elation, I couldn't escape Gulfram's disapproving shake of the head, a clear indicator that my true emotions had been revealed.But why is he like this?After a moment's hesitation, I mustered the courage to pose the burning question that had been gnawing at my thoughts, "You want escape?"His eyes widen slightly at my question, clearly caught off guard. 'What do you mean by wanting to escape?' he asked, his hand rising to scratch his beard in contemplati
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