Cultures and Beliefs (2)

Idan opened his eyes in the cave and spotted the goldorns who were staring at his body which had remained motionless for a while like they had been anticipating it.

*Ding* Congratulations, you have entered the sensory realm and gained 400 ounces of sensory energy.*

"I guess that I'll go see that Old Goldorn for more information," he thought.

Within the Western jungles of the southern continent, Harans from the Dimoa tribe stood out in an open field arranged in orderly lines while one Harans walked around the column screaming.

The Haran's in the lines heeded to the Haran's orders taking numerous and intensive push ups paired with other exercises.

Eventually nighttime came, and the Haran who spent the whole day shouting out orders now watched the fire burning in front of him while wielding a spear.

Suddenly he felt something pull him in as the entire night environment around changed to broad daylight with an haran standing in front of him.

"Great Grandfather” Hor immediately kneeled.
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