Sylvester felt his tongue freeze. The cannibals knelt before him as he stood atop a hill of lifeless bodies. There were few cannibals remaining, and they all gazed at Sylvester's halo.
"Jasaka! Jasaka! Jasaka!"
The cannibals chanted the same word repeatedly. Only those who understood the cannibal tongue could interpret it. Sylvester was one of them, for he had studied the fundamentals of their language, hoping to find similarities with the languages he knew.
'Jasaka? The Fire God?' Sylvester understood that they were addressing him as their fire God, the deity to whom the cannibals prayed. They resided in the desert, embracing the heat, which became an integral part of their culture. Their faith originated from the period when they discovered fire, which saved them from the cold and wild beasts. They regarded it as a divine boon.
Thud! Thud!
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[A/N: Don't forget to unload your heavy load of stones and GT on me!]
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