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Seeing humans as the first creatures he saw as soon as he took his first steps out of the death zone didn't make Cedric too happy.
Not that he dislikes humans of the Primitive Universe, it's because of the kind of people he met. Though, seeing them did confirm everything he had learned so far. The tales and myths he knew about the Primitive Universe were indeed true; it wasn't an illusion or an elaborate plot. It's the real deal.
"Hey, don't be so cold now, brother. Can't you see that I'm talking to you? Isn't it common decency to respond at least?" The man with the crooked grin frowned in displeasure. The men flanking him looked offended too.
Cedric sighed and muttered to himself, "Ah, just as I thought that this place was beautiful, some people just had to ruin it."
"What did you say!?" The rogue raised his voice, his spittle flying out from his mouth. He raised his machete, and it glowed with a fierce sanguine gleam.
