Every single muscle in Dragnar's body tensed as he got ready to lunge at the pighead, evidently, this was the primordial who could shapeshift, Karl. I didn't know where to place this character at all, but now I understood why my mothers felt compassionate towards the giant barbarian.
I can't even begin to imagine the mental trauma I would suffer if a dude could perfectly replicate the physical form of one of my lovers and he pretended to be her for a while and we did this and that together. I felt sick in my stomach just thinking about it, to the point that I wasn't angry at the berserker for trying to kill and torture me. I surely would've done the same if our places were swapped.
"It was almost a million years ago now, how about we agree to make up and move on? You've beaten and tortured me to death so many times that I'm starting to get bored of it. By the way, who is this kid, oink?"
So this bipedal pig was the reason behind the giant barbarian dashing at me to get my head. Shapeshifting is truly a scary ability to have. Now I'm beginning to wonder what my mothers' specialty was.
It would be easy to assume Lumi to be a ranger and Miri to be a spearwoman, but they knew who the enemy was, and his ability to call forth the anti-magic domain, thus they had no choice but to fight with physical tools. Anyhow, it's a discovery that the Quinlan of the future will have to unravel, not me. I have more important matters to focus on right now, such as the raging barbarian and the talking pighead.
Seeing that Dragnar was no longer hell-bent on torturing me, my mothers relaxed and desummoned their gear and armor, changing back into their loose ornate robes.
"He is Quinlan, a newborn primordial. He had only just initiated his first Rank-Up Mission, so he came to this dimension."
"Hoh?" Karl looked at me with a raised eyebrow as his eyes gleamed with interest.
"… Why didn't you say that sooner? I almost made a bad first impression on the kid." Dragnar grumbled disapprovingly.
Almost?
You almost made a bad impression on me?
My guy, you're a giant with the meanest exterior I've ever seen and you were lunging at me with the speed of sound to give me as much pain as you possibly could. Your sinister smile that promised me eternal suffering is forever etched into my mind. If my two guardians weren't here I would likely be experiencing the most excruciating time of my life at your hands…
"We've been telling you exactly this, you dumb oaf! When it comes to Karl you lose any semblance of reason." Continue your saga on
The terror of a man sighed dejectedly then desummoned his axe. I was starting to think that primordials had access to a private pocket dimension or something. None of them were wearing a storage ring.
He approached me while my mothers gave him glares that promised nothing but pain if he tried anything. I'll be honest, I don't want to have anything to do with Dragnar. He is too much for the current me. I have a bad feeling about being near people who are significantly stronger than me and are not my clear-cut allies like Lumi and Miri are.
"I apologize, young one. Will you forgive me?" The berserker said while reaching his hand out towards me.
I eyed it for a second, then glanced at my mothers. Both nodded at me, signaling that it was okay. Based on their antics towards the man he was likely not a bad person, I just met him under unfavorable circumstances.
"I accept your apology." I decreed and shook his hand. For the first time, it was my hand which was enveloped by the other party's. I didn't like this feeling at all.
"Can I ask if you're a human primordial?" I inquired curiously.
"Yes, I am."
Mearie thoughtfully supplemented the barbarian's rather lackluster answer. "Quinnie, he is this big because he had unlocked multiple physique altering transformations throughout his journies. I can tell that you also underwent at least one before."
I see. While I got my Primordial Breeding Physique, he got something similar, just more brutish. Or maybe his size is the result of stacking multiple such transformations on top of each other.
That raises another question, though. "I thought Malakar was the male human primordial? Are there more of the same species?"
Lumi spoke up this time. "Yes. Usually, each species has around three of both genders. In the case of the humans, Malakar and Thyra are the oldest, however, when Dragnar was created he and Thyra left together to explore the northern parts of the world, where they eventually established a continent under their rule." ⱤÄＮŎ₿ЕŜ
Oh! So there's a continent of ice with viking-style humans inhibiting it? Sounds pretty epic, especially if they have some other species as well like frost giants and frost dragons there.
My elven mother then continued; "Malakar and Mearie stayed on Iskaris, while the final two went east and established the last human continent. Your girlfriend Ayame is that pair's descendant."
I see. Now that makes me want to explore the world even more. Ever since I heard it from my Ayame, I wanted to visit the so-called Eastern Continent, however, first I will have to dominate my own continent and break the seal that imprisons us inside.
I also couldn't help but wonder if Mearie and Malakar were once an item. It was clear that if they were, it was a long time ago. There was not even a semblance of warmth between them. It might be easy to assume that they must've been together since they were the male and female primordials of Iskaris, but Malakar and Thyra were the oldest human primordials. By the time Mearie was created, mortal humans likely existed as well, so it was not certain that she was with Malakar.
Anyhow, such matters of the very distant past are not relevant.
"Is no one going to include me in the conversation, oink?"
"Young man, can I see your saber?" Dragnar asked after each of us ignored the talking pig. It seems that the barbarian was now much more interested in me than punishing Karl, at least for the time being.
I was hesitant but after receiving another pair of nods from my mothers I reluctantly obliged his request.