The Primal Hunter's
Gathering

William looks out into the now pitch-black open where Casper disappeared before. He had been standing there for a few minutes now. William did not understand. But what was even more annoying than that was that he did not understand why he did not understand.

That power was something William wanted . But he couldn't even begin to understand what it was. There were no clues left, as all the nails and corpses of the beasts they had pierced had disappeared.

Casper claimed it was a kind of emotional force. William understood being angry at someone, but how could it possibly be so real? His claim to do everything and achieve the power he has because of love is ridiculous as well. Illogically.

He never got it. Love is a strange, subtle word that is not commonly found in its internal dictionary. He knew that his parents had confessed to him. But if love is such a time-consuming feeling as the trappers claim, why would a parent who claims to love her choose to leave her?

Why do people think he's broken?

William always considered himself a smart boy. He was silent, in control, and did as he was told. His school years were straightforward and easy. She never had any friends, and she remembers seeing a 'specialist' who concluded that she had trouble understanding empathy. Putting it on some spectrum, something that allowed him to avoid a lot of suspicion later on.

By the age of 11, he had found an old book and searched for the word 'love' and tried to do what he said. Do it to others as you would like them to do to you, which means that the following years are OK. He was a well-behaved child and never made a mistake. The new problems began to come when his brother was born.

He remembered his parents were happy, having fulfilled the biological quota of their two children to continue the bloodline. He also remembers them being sad when they discovered that the child was disabled. A product that Darwinism would claim if nature carried out its purposes without the interference of society.

William was 12 years old when the child was born, and he would never forget the hardships he brought. Her mother had to stop working, and all her free time and family events stopped. William may have a problem, but he still enjoys what other kids are doing and misses going to amusement parks and zoos.

As the years passed, the problems continued, and William tried to do his own work. Her parents have forgotten their 'problem' teen, being too busy with her younger brother who needs constant care.

Then, and even now, William never understood why they were raising the child. They knew even before birth that it would not come out whole. It would never mean anything; it was a failed attempt. In all other areas, you are told that if a product turns out to be very bad, you just throw it away and start over or move on to more important things. But her parents have used a very subtle love argument to bring the child into the world.

Again, William did not care. As long as he did nothing illegal, his parents did not care either. At that time, William had big plans. He enjoys learning, he loves learning, and he finds great pleasure in learning about other humans, especially. He learns how they work and how he should act around them. But more importantly, how to get them to act the way you want them to.

His plan is huge. He still remembers the day when he found out he got into the best university in his area. He remembered the true happiness he felt. But he also recalled his parents' slightly reluctant attitude towards his happiness.

It turns out that having a child who needs someone to take care of him every hour of the day, combined with a lot of drugs, is expensive. They never told William, but he found out for himself when he heard his parents whispering in the middle of the night. They will owe. William had to move to go to university.he would need money - money they didn't have.

William did not receive the news well that his plans for the future would not come true. The boy, called his brother, made that impossible. So, William did what he had read in the book many years ago. He did to others what he wanted them to do to him. So, he helped them.

He knows the law. He knew that the boy, now 5, was still wheelchair bound, and to be honest, was at risk of dying from unexpected danger. It wouldn't be suspicious if it happened.

A device is used to allow a child to breathe at night. The thing they called his brother was so flawed that he could not do it without help. That night was also the only time the boy was left alone for a while. Still routine check-in every hour, but alone in between.

William slipped in that night. At the age of 18, he started working. He considered taking her to his parents, but he knew there was no better legal defense than not doing something illegal. With that in mind, he decided to do it himself.

Turning off the alarm is pretty easy. Guides for such devices are on the internet if viewed carefully enough. Next, he did the easiest thing and just turned one of the tubes that drain oxygen, stopping its flow. And with that, she returned to bed and slept like a baby. Anyway, he did a good deed.

It was a pure win-win situation. His parents would be relieved of the burden, their economic situation would improve, and with it, his plan to continue higher education became possible. He has seen nothing in his way except the possibility of a legal investigation, but he has made sure to make the bent tube look like it happened by accident. So, if anything, it would be an unrelated guard who got into trouble, as he was the last person to operate the machine and was responsible for keeping watch.

She was woken up an hour later by screaming and screaming as the guards panicked, and her mother was even worse off. His father was at work, as he worked almost all the time to make ends meet.

William succeeded. Her brother had slept, never even woke up. And now he'll never wake up again. William was proud of himself. After panic and mourning, an investigation is conducted, and it is finally considered an accident.

Throughout the entire process, he was never suspected. He was only questioned once, and he only claimed that he slept the entire time.

But to William's surprise, things did not improve immediately. Despite having removed the burden, his parents did not gain newfound freedom, and their family's focus did not go to ensure his university plans were met. Instead, it became an endless grief, and his mother even deliriously wanted to sue the guards and the company that made the machine because the alarm failed.

William did not understand why they were so reluctant to continue. Why they should act the way they do. As the movement to sue draws closer and William discovers that due process will put the family in more debt, what he even sees is a pointless legal battle, he decided to finally come out bluntly There was little risk that the investigation would be reopened, but the risk was worth it.

Their response was far from what he expected. He knew they would be angry; lying and acting deceitfully were not fine, but his reaction was far out of proportion. He tried to explain; he tried to reason; his logic was perfect. He has been acting completely rationally throughout it all.

His father screamed more than ever; his mother was sobbing. After that, she was sent to her grandparents' place. He was forced to talk to psychiatrists, therapists, and many others called 'experts'.

He was sent to a program, a house, and in the end, a closed facility. His parents never told anyone what he had done, yet they locked him up as if he was the one who ruined their lives. Like he was a burden.

He was pumped full of drugs, his logic was dying, and from then on, everything turned hazy with only a few clear moments - a year and a half he spent living like that. Even now, his memories of time were shrouded, like clouds of mist blocking his mind.

He only had one person with a clear mind for months when he managed to scam some of the new hires he got. That he understands what they want. That he understood the emotions that they all thought were very important. But he could only pretend for so long until a more experienced employee was caught, and he had no peace after that.

System rescued. That freed him. Not just physically. It frees his mind.

But today, Casper has made a small gap on that belief. Did he miss something? Is he ... broken? No, it is impossible .

Nothing needs to be fixed. It is his strength, his strength. He had been called a 'sick soul' before; it was not new. Casper is a stranger. William brilliantly fooled Richard, Caroline, Jacob, everyone! No soul suspected him. She's flawless.

William only saw the world as made up of two kinds of humans. Which is useful for him to achieve his goal, and which is not. If a person has no value for him, there is only value he will get from collecting their tutorial points and the experience they offer.

The system itself agrees with the reason. It only confirmed his thoughts. He is rewarded for every murder. Not punished like the old world. Rules do not apply to the strong. And William is strong.

He strongly believes that. He was finally not tied. There is no law, no parents, no vague moral obligation for anything. The only thing he should be happy about is himself. The only barrier was the extent of his own strength. So, he would do anything to gain more power.

William, deep in thought, discovers that he has wandered far enough. A little closer to camp, but not in a straight line. He did see some ferocious beasts, but they were all under 25, so he was definitely still in the outer area.

As he turned his head towards the camp, he saw something from the corner of his eye - an individual walking through the bushes. It was a man from the building, and he was wearing a general rank enhanced archer robe, but he did not see any bows in sight. There was nothing else about him that was attractive, as the robe covered his entire body.

William considered attacking, but something stopped him. There was the presence of the man. He could not put his finger on it, but through all the evolutions and levels, a certain innate feeling had been unlocked. And that feeling right now made him realize that the man was not simple.

William used Identification on the man. He knew he was very bad at remembering to use it, because he had never even bothered using it on Casper before. Or anyone really. Something to fix, he told himself. But when he got an answer, his eyes widened.

[?]

It just .. does not exist. No feedback at all. Only one question mark William got. After he obtained the Identifying skill to general rarity, it told him everyone's race and level.

One would usually take that as a sign to avoid a battle, but William saw it as the opposite. This is the perfect opportunity. Casper is an anomaly; he reminds himself. The only person in front of him seemed strong. She's alone. William will make it a case study of why he wasn't wrong.

"Hello!" he said with a big smile. Really back to his fake persona. “It's been a long time not meeting anyone else here. What are you doing alone with how things are going? ”

William tried hard to make the man off guard. The man she had assumed to be an archer also took off her hood, and William saw the man well. Brunette, forgotten face, totally dull. The only thing that made him stand out was his eyes. His eyes are sharp, focused.

The teenager had met many people in the wild. He had seen a wide variety of emotions: fear, curiosity, caution, anger, and even happiness and relief at some point. But the man's eyes were not both. He couldn't put his finger on what his gaze held, but William didn't like it.

He had never tried it before, and it got him a little out of his game. As he wondered how to proceed, the man replied.

"Good question. Just got here by yourself. It had been rather busy in the large cave for a while. Or will calling it an ancient temple be more accurate?” the archer replied, shrugging his shoulders before asking. “You've heard of the meeting of the survivors around here? Camping or something?”

William looked a bit confused at the man. The first part is nonsense. He was in the temple? The young driver had gone to many places, and he had never even seen a shadow of something that could be described as a temple. The last part is confusing too. How could he not know OF ANY encounters from the survivors? The two bases were not particularly subtle with their hardcore recruitment.

“Eh, yes, we have several bases. I myself was part of one of them, in fact, ” replied William, seeing the opportunity. “I can take you there if you want? A little far away, and easy to get lost in the forest.”

“Hm... What is the name of the camp leader? Or famous people? And you mentioned more than one base? Just think of me as someone who really doesn't understand the current situation in the tutorial. Because I, ” replied the man, avoiding the escort offer with his own question.

“Of course! We have two bases, one run by a man named Hayden and the other run by another man named Richard. Both of them were a bit crazy, and a great war was going on. As for the famous people ... do we have a good blacksmith named Mr Smith? Or well, some call him The Smith. Anyway, he's very kind, and I'm sure he can help fix your stuff, ” replied William, trying to really sell his camp.

It was not that he had the archer intent that had once kept him there in one piece. But if they were to travel there together, there would definitely be a chance.

The archer stood up while contemplating. William's brain worked at a rapid rate, trying to see every possible scenario. He wanted to avoid a direct fight if possible, because a direct confrontation with an enemy with an unknown force seemed like a bad idea.

Finally, the archer replied. “Sure, I think you can take me there. In the meantime, tell me about your other camp members. Maybe I know some of them.”

Overjoyed, William smiled and cheered inwardly. The sucker seems oblivious to his intentions, at least on the surface. He had yet to see any gaps, but the teenager was completely doubtful that there was anyone who could remain vigilant at any moment. The way back to the base is still a long way off. Especially far away, considering William would not take him at all towards the campground.

"of course! My name is William, by the way. A caster, as you can probably see from his robe. It's a bit far away, and my physical stats are a bit bad with my class and so on, so it might take a while. But! I'll have plenty of time to answer any and all questions you may have.”

William wore the attitude of a true used car salesman. He also used an ancient trick to shrink himself, inevitably making the other party feel superior, making them more likely to relax.

“Well, nice to meet you, William. Now for the other members of your camp ... "

Slightly annoyed that the other party even refused to give his own name, William only persevered as he happily began to babble about the outstanding members of his headquarters.

It will be a long journey back.