Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20190820140326/@comment-34263048-20190823180350

Now before we start, lets clear out who I am, and why I'm here.

I come from a family, that has long history with Order. While there are few priests in my family, the huge majority have been professional soldiers, usually with quite high rank, and while it is not quite certain it is said that one of my ancestors was one of the order founding members. How ever that was so long time ago, that it's lost to history. I myself how ever, am one of the black sheeps of my family, My parents allmost kicked me out of my home when I was 15, because I suggested that monsters aren't exactly evil, they are just animals who act on their insticts and needs, and they see humans as prey, in a same way as lion sees a antilope as prey. They did kick me out of the house when I was 19, as I refused to join in the order army. What can I say, I'm a pacifist, thuogh I was thinking about becoming an order priest at the time. How ever as I now ended up without a home, and any financial help from my significantly wealthy family, it would have been nearly impossible to be anything more than order soldier, If I would want to be anything related to order, and as I said before. I'm pacifist, so that's not going to be an option.

While I was still somewhat proud of orders achievements during past couple thousand years, I ended up becoming a historian. and specialising in to monster wars, which in fact had been rather easy, as I knew my family history fairly well, and one or other of my now long gone relatives had been in part in allmost every conflict around the globe, especially during the era when my home coutry was on it's peak of colonialism. Eventually I was working in university as history teacher. The university was small and poorly funded, and not very prestigious, I could say I had found my place in the world. The university was located in "lenient" order territory, so we did have few monsters, in the general area. Mostly Kobolds, Cu-Siths, Kikimoras, and such exotic, and dangerous pets. Mosnters that didn't pose any immidiate threat to anyones life. And while I had heard some stories, I still didn't have any solid proof that monsters in general were anything else than deceiving bloodhungry animals, some more than others, while some were rather tame.

Though there was one thing that I did notice during my research. While often the mosnter army learers names were unknown, aroud 1700 years ago there was quite noticable change for those that we did know. While the moster rulers name before that was allmost allways distictly male, after that it was most of the time more or less feminine, and prior to that the wars had been more vicious. Though the human casualtys did increase, the amount of bloodshed had reduced, which I found slightly odd.

As a historian I spend most of my time readin books, serching material from certain battles, diarys of the soldiers, anything that can be useful I rarely get to visit the places where anything really happened. But this summer was going to be different. I had previously requested funding from the university, just so I could go visit some of the actual places where the notorious battles had taken place, maybe dig around couple days in hopes of finding something new. But my requests had allways been declined, as the university didn't have enough funding for that kind of trips. But as I had happen to buy a lottery ticket, and it did have a win on it. It hadn't been a big win, but for the first time since I had been kicked out from my familys mansion I had more than four figure sum on my bank account. The university might not have enough to send me out to learn more, but now I have enough on me, and I can go by myself on my summer holiday.

My destination ended up being in the hot and humid nation, which is known from it's mountains, jungles, and without a doubt, one of the fiercest battles, 572 years ago. when the order forces had attacked a demon realm, and pushed them back and taken a victory, althuogh with very heavy price. Althuogh while it's nowdays also a loosly order related territory, monsters had moved back in. And while there was no active was going on in there, majority of the land was concidered unsafe by the order, how ever there were many human settlements around the nation, and they apparently didn't think the mosnters were a huge problem. Even though there was reports that some people went missing annually, and some rural communitys were giving human sacrifices to the mosnters. I chose this destination, because while it probably is the most notorious human victory of all time, it's one of the least investigated. Also order leader at this region at the time is directly related to me. And while the actual location of the battle is somewhat deep in the jungle, there is a new monorail track, that had taken servial years, and many lifes of men to construct. How ever, the monorail track goes directly over the long front line of the battle. I'm here to ride that monorail, and if I'm given a chance, and if I can afford some form of security for myself, I'm going to go dig around the former battleground for couple weeks.

But first I will be taking the monorail, and try to learn what I can, Afterall I have couple months to be here, and I'm here to learn. The monorail was futuristic, for this nation compared to most other means of transport, some cargo trains still had steam locomotive around here. But for what I had been used to, it was old fashioned, and probably quite low quality. Yet it worked, and due airconditioning was something I would have wanted, the best we would have would be small hatches beside the windows that let some fresh air in, and due it being very hot day, even for this places standards, the door had been left partially open. Then again it should be safe, we were most of the time 5 to 6 feet off the ground level, sometimes even higher, but rarely any lower.

According to the tourguide there shouldn't be anything dangerous out there, apart from snakes and spiders, so apparently there wasn't mosnters living around this part of the land, or if there was, the tour guide didn't think them dangerous enough to mention. Also the speed which we were travelling, while it wasn't exactly fast, it would take quite a bit of effort for anything to get to us. Therefore we should be quite safe here.

We were just about to arrive to the ancient battleground. The tourguide had just started talking about it, when we heard a loud thump. the tourguide who was standing next to the open door turned to look at the door, and then he was gone. He hadn't had enough time to even scream. Just about the same time I hear glass shattering somewhere in the train cockpit, some sounds of struggle, and then I see a Jinko jumping off the train, carrying what must have been the driver, and Not just that but from the sound I can tell that we are starting lose speed. Very gradually, but it would come to a stop in couple miles, sooner if there is uphill. As I look out I see a group of Jinkos running beside the train, trying to catch up, thuogh we are still going way too fast for them to keep up.

We need to get away, that is for certain, and at least so far it seems that the monorail cart is still the best option to get away. Even thuogh I was practicly stunned for at least half a minute, I manage to sprint in to action. Thankfully the cockpit door wasn't locked, now we just need someone to operate this thing. as I see bunch of buttons, and levers, and while there is text on just about every single one of them, they are on foreing language, and not even in english alphabet. I turn to the cabin and yell is there anyone who can drive this darn thing, or even translate what these buttons and levers do, but the whole cabin is now in a state of panic, so there is nobody to help me, I have to figure things out by myself.

I start flicking the levers, and pushing buttons, keeping my eye on what seems to be the speedometer, but trying to stay calm as the the speed constantly decreases, well let's just say that panic started to set in. Eventually I found something that affected to the speed, judging from that the whole train started shaking under the force of braking. I had found a lever that had been roughly in the middle position and pushed it forward, and that had applied the brakes, unfortunately as my weight had been thrown forward, I had pushed the lever in it's furthest postion, and the train allmost stopped completely before I managed to regain my balance. But at least I finally found the right lever, and as I pulled it back as far as it went, we finally started gathering speed. Unfortunately the screams that started in the passenger space told me, that I had screw'd up big time.

How ever, soon as the speed starts to be realatively safe again, I open the cockpit door, to just to peek in to the passenger compartment and my fears have been confirmed. There is absolutely nobody in there anymore. I see clawmarks on the floor, I see clawmarks on the seat upholstery, and on the walls. I see that one of the levers had tried to shut the door, but now the door was bent out of shape, and covered in clawmarcks. What surprises me is that there isn't a single drop of blood anywhere that I can see. Though I'm still here, speeding away from the scene of horrible attack by the monsters. I just need to get back to the end of the track, to the only station on this loop that covers extensive amount of jungle, and I can report what has happened. Since my home land is trying to improve it's relations after giving this nation it's indenpendece, after years of colonizing it, maybe if I report what I have seen here now they will offer some troops to safeguard this nation, as it obviously isn't safe anymore. Maybe my dad had been right all along. And I definitely arent coming to dig around this battlefield. it's way too risky.

But for now, I can try relax, return to the cockpit, and try to figure more about driving this darn monorail cart. For few minutes everything goes fine, the track is turning here and there, following the layout of the land, the speed is still constantly increasing but that's just good. I want to get away from here as fast as possible. I sit down on the operators seat, and look ahead, and I'm in for a shock. there is a curve, much steeper than any curves since the attack. Now I dont know too much about trains, and even less from monorails, but I know that they do have their limits or cornering too, and derailment is a real possibility. So it's time to hit the brakes, and hope we arent going to derail. According to speedo, we are going around 140kmh, what ever that is, I have never learned the metric system, but I do remember how couple years back there was a devastating derailment with many casualtys on 80mph train, and this feels more than 80mph. I push the lever forward, more carefully this time, and I feel how the train starts slowing down, surprisngly fast even. Suddenly I hear a scraping noise, allmost like tree brances scraping against the metal outside, and suddenly there is a jinko on top of the windscreen. Holding on from somewhere on top of the carriage, and trying to dig it's claws in somewhere below the windshield. Our eyes lock, and suddenly she starts smiling this lurid smile that chilled my bones.

For couple seconds, I got a good look at her. She was a beautiful beast. Her body clearly trained as top notch predator. Muscles strong like steel, yet sleek, and not excessive, just enough to add on to their figure, just like any cat has, which really suits her tigerlike appearance, lean and mean killing machine, just like a tiger is. To add to that, she had also all the feminine features, allmost like olympic swimmer, her bereasts were just the right size to fit in a mans hand, yet not too large that it would hinder her movement, wide hips, yet not over profound, and... WHY THE HELL I'M THINKING SUCH THINGS NOW!!! I should be worried about getting eaten soon. As I look at her face once more her smile had turned even more lurid, and I thuoght it wouldn't be even possible.

That's when the train finally hit's the turn, the whole cart started shaking I heard metallic grinding from somewhere beneath me. and it felt like the whole train was starting to lean over. The Jinko was thrown off from the front of the train, or then she jumped off, I'm not quite sure. How ever, my situation hadnt gotten any better. it had gotten far worse, if that's just possible. The track was following a cliffside now, and the train was derailing, I watch as the world tilted on to it's side, and then I started to plunge towards ground somewhere 400 feet below.

For a while, I felt like I was a bean inside a maraca. Then the movement stopped. I found myself resting against the cracked windshield of the train. Just about everywhere hurt, thuogh not all that much, and nothing seemed to be broken. I carefully climed on top of the dashboard, only to relize that the windshield is only couple feet off the ground. Not wanting to make too much noise I climb out from one fo the side windows. Or where used to be a side window, as it had been torn off by the Jinko who took our driver.

I walk a few yards away from the train, and see how the first and second car have derailed, only the thid car is on the tracks, the second car is resting againt on top of the slope, bent in all sorts of wonky ways, and crushed like a beer can, and the first car is hanging on in mid air, and in just about as bad condition. A movement on top of the cliff catches my eye, and as I look toards it, I see that the Jinko is there, and she's looking straight at me. "Good luck on descending that cliff" I think, but then she suddenly vanishes somewhere behind the cliff.

I probably shouldn't stick here too long, or at least I should hide myself until someone comes looking what happened to the monorail. I still should have a chance to survive, thuogh my chances are quite slim. afterall I'm just university teacher, not outdoors man, and the heat over here is downright opressing. So I start to walk away but I have barely made half a mile before I get the feeling that someone is watching me. I look behind, and while she was rather hard to spot, I did notice her. I know I cant fight her, it's unlikely that I could outrun her, my only chance would have been managing to find a place to hide, but alas I did not find a place to hide. Yet my base insticts take over, and I run.

I didn't get far before she pounced on me. and I found myself beneath of what felt like 400 pounds of fine tuned killing machine. I felt how her claws were pricking my skin, and I was ready to meet my fate, but I never once felt pain. She was talking something, which actually sounded like local dialect, but as I was just a tourist here, I had no clue what she was saying. For a while she waited and didnt really do anything, like she would have been waiting for an answer, what I couldn't give to her. I felt her lifting off from me, and then she rolled me over, before she layed on top of me again, and she said something again. For some time we just stared at eachothers, both seemingly equally confused. I couldn't help but notice her very muscular, yet feminine figure again, which caused a natrual reaction in my pants, or what litle there was left of them, which was practicly nothing, as she had skillfully torn just about everything off from me, withuot me really even noticing. The allready familiar, scary, but somehow inviting smile spread across her face, as she started to grind her body against mine.

9 hours later, I heard how there was people where the monorail now lied completely wrecked. I wanted to yell, but I was too exhausted to do anything, In fact, I'm not sure was that 9 hours, I'm not quite sure anything anymore. The Jinko hadnt lifeted off from me even once once she started going, and while I was allready given everything I had, she still wasn't satisfied. Thus, they never found me.

It took nearly 3 weeks before we emerged from the jungle, Though the traveltime from the trainwreck to the village was only 2 days, and we needed to wait 2 days so I could walk again, after her heat subsided. In the village, I found someone who could translate from the local dialect to English. I spent the rest of my vacation in that village, which was a human village, which you could find from a map. Except it wasnt. In fact it was a jinko village, How ever the Jinkos stayed hidden when any visitors came by, and the human popluation was realisticly only slightly over half of the villages true population. I learned that this was the case in almost every village on the country side, and only major cities were truly human territory. And on top of that, while the small villages would massively outnumber the populations of the cities, only a quarter of the mamonos living in the area lived in villages. The huge majority wre living out in the vilderness completely feral.

So in the end, while the rulers of this nation think that they are loosly order affiliated human nation, in fact this is borderline demonrealm.

Week later, I sent some mail to the university. It was my letter of resignation. While me and my wife still have a massive language barrier between us, I think I have found my happy place.

Though, what I have learned since I sent that letter. 3 weeks of heat and 4 weeks of rest, and the first time is usually rather tame compered to what happens later, and I barely had time to get up before she pounced on me for the next round on the first time... I am slightly worried.