Inverted Mordent Industrial God Complex

Once upon a time, there was a planet named Gaia. A planet that was inhibited by countless of dumb and foolish creatures.

Amongst those nature-destroyer rapscallions, was a peaceful race of forest protectors known as Elves. Long ears, ever youthful appearance. Unlike many others, they seemed to be always in the state of bliss.

”The world is in turmoil, it gives many depression and anxiety to us, ” said the dryad. ”Why does your kin seem to be unbothered by it? What is the secret? ”

Then the wise Elves replied.

”We don give a feces. ”

Thanks to that statement, the Elves were deemed as the most reliable friend of nature. Thanks to their profound wisdom, the other fae folks began to adapt the Elves mindset, strengthening the overall mental prowess of the forest spirits and its gentle critters.

They were welcomed in any kind of forestry, whether it was the land with towering mushrooms that shades the ground, or the swamp soils that were rich in nutrients.

Not long after, another kin began to reach for the so-called wise ally of nature.

”Yo! Me heard that yer kin had always been in bad blood with them hooman because them burn and trample forest, ” stated the orc, without any confirmation of their assumption whatsoever. ”Why don ye join us to blaze and raid those puny hoomans! ”

The benevolent Elves said.

”We don give a feces. ”

The orc with their small understanding of profound wisdom didn really get what the Elves were saying, so they avoided any kind of encounter with them in the hope of not trying to fry their brain.

It didn really create any malice between those two kin, yet the major difference in knowledge palate had made them grow apart from any kind of long term relationship.

One by one the other race began to reach for the infamous forest kin.

”We don give a feces. ”

Some were hoping for beneficial diplomacy.

”We don give a feces. ”

Some were hoping to acquire a beneficial connection.

”We don give a feces. ”

Yet all of them went back to their home, stigmatized by the feeling of rejection as they clasped and tore apart the map of the forest with their bare hands.

The Elves didn even mean a single harm, yet the other races marked them as prideful and overbearing. It did make them feel uneasy with how many hostile enemies that appeared after one another, but the Elves kept on holding to that single mindset that they cultivated.

”We don give a feces. ”

One day, the forest was burned. Soil was churned, and the open glades of flowers and berries were set asunder by the flaming catapult.

In front of thousands of humans, armed from head to toe with leather and steel, the surviving Elves stood firm with wide smiles plastered to their never aging face.

Nobody came to the rescue. The Elves knew of the consequences, yet they stood firm with no weapons not incantation on their throat.

One of the human generals galloped forward with his metal steed. Weapon and shield on both hands, the general opened his mouth.

”By the decree of the king, all of the fae folks in this land shall be driven away to the beyond of our territory. Any resistance will be deemed as an act of treason against the king! ”

Still with their eternal smile, one of the Elves stepped forward, voicing the opinion of the whole clan.

”Our kin have lived here, nurturing the earth, the soil, the trees, the wind, and the fuel that kept your lungs running. Had our kin didn stay and stayed away from the stray path, there wouldn be a single creature other than us who would inhibit this vast and bountiful world. ”

”As expected, the knife ears have always been too prideful and overbearing, this is why no other races are willing to vouch for your kin. ”

The valiant Elf who failed to seek peace with his tongue ended up trying to bow in consideration, placing his fist on his open palm. ”We merely didn include the harmful opinion of others to affect our wellbeing. This gesture Im doing is known to be respectful and humble to humans. If thats true, may I beg you to give us the chance to move peacefully to the other side of the world, away from your noble kings sight? ”

”Heh, your gesture might be respectful, but your eyes are brimming with flames. ”

”Still, we don want any unnecessary conflict. ”

”You have been approaching the army of the king with your unruly appearance and hidden malice. That on itself is an act of treason. ” The general swung his weapon in the air, signaling his brethren soldiers. ”Slay them! ”

” ”GLORY TO THE KINGDOM! ” ”

As the army of humans charged forward, there wasn a single Elf who moved from their position.

Anger was dwelling harmfully inside the Elf who bowed for the sake of his clan. With the fire churning behind his family, and the unfair sword on the others, he wanted to see the face of his pregnant wife for the last time.

Time moved slowly at that moment, he believed that he managed to maintain the balance of the world by suppressing his anger. At the same time, he was reminded, and questioned of the moment where he met with the elder of his clan.

His young self asked the elder that time.

”Why are we staying in the forest? Our power exceeds others, and our intelligent topples many even since birth! ”

The elder replied, ”Because the world is kind, and for the sake of the world, we need to suppress our desire. ”

”Huh? What happens if we don suppress our desire? ”

The elder looked at the starry sky amongst the leaves. ”Then the world will be no more. Our kin is the catalyst of creation. We are capable of building the most intricate tower, and the most beautiful statue of enormous size.

”Yet at the same, we are also the catalyst of destruction. Our hands can craft destructive machinery, and our magic prowess could alter time and space, connecting the world of the unknown before taking them for ourselves. ”

”T-that is scary! ”

The elder giggled. ”Hence why, we stopped mingling with technology. Instead of paving roads and using steel, we build our haven on trees and live amongst the low life of the forest. Instead of bothering others, we kept the world running by spreading the influence of nature.

”But at the same time, the opinion and action of others can push our limits to do harm to others. Especially you, Adoras, as an Elf with the most temperamental personality in our clan, you
e prone to destruction of others the most. ” The elder, using the lifeline of her soul, enquired a branch from the roots of the tree that she sat, to slither onto her hand, blooming a beautiful myosotis flower. ”You need to strengthen your resolution.

”We mustn let ourselves be naive and gullible like the gentle critter of the forest. We mustn be reckless like the orc. We mustn act prudently like the dwarf. Lastly, we mustn become an ambitious species like the humans.

”This is also the reason why we preach the philosophy of our well-known phrase. ” The elder smirked.

”That crude one? We don give a feces? ” Young Adoras looked disappointed with the wacky phrasing. ”To be honest, that phrase sounds cringe and a little bit mocking. What does it really mean anyway? ”

”Heh, its just another way of saying that we don give a shit but in a lighter demeanor. It means, to not be interested in or worried about something or someone. ” The elder raised her index. ”To suppress ourselves and to save the world, we must not let ourselves be affected by the words and actions of others. ”

Hearing that last sentence once again inside his mind, Adoras reached his inner peace, sighing with both melancholy and triumph. He succeeded, he thought to himself. He was finally able to suppress his inner anger.

But at the last moment, he sighted something that made his determination waver. A flood of streaming tears from the eyes of his wife. Despite all of the mockery that the human general threw at him and his clan, he managed to suppress his desire for blood because his wife would probably want the state of the world to stay this way.

But no, his wife was there, crying because of the heat from the burning forest, and the incoming death at their peaceful clans door. In an instant, Adora turned back to face the incoming army and stretched his hand forward.

He began casting a spell incantation—so powerful, it could burn the continent into ashes. While right after, preventing any life or vegetation to arise for the next thousands of years.

The curse would be unleashed if he managed to finish the incantation. If it really did, anything within and above the blightful soil, there would only be a plague of slow death—inhumane mutation to anything that stepped upon the cursed land.

”That bastard is trying to cast a spell! Stop him! ”

Every Elves that were present had been struck by fear. Not because of the fact that they would die and the land would turn into the land akin to the underworld, but because they were afraid that they would become like him if they were not strong enough.

Yes, those humans deserve this! They are greedy and destructive! If the whole continent will be infested by them, it would be better if there would be no continent at all!

But despite all of his conviction, he hesitated. The teaching of the elder had been ingrained to him for hundreds of years, a mere second of overcoming wouldn be enough to let him finish the incantation.

In the end, the doctrine that the elder engraved to their kin had thrived within that decisive moment.

Adoras stopped the incantation.

The next moment, his head was rolling on the bloody grass.

Many years had passed since then. Many Elves were still abdicating to their old teaching at this point, but not many of them were living within the reach of nature anymore.

Instead of gathering to their elders for knowledge, the Elves in this era were gathering because they were grouped into a single place by the command of other kin. Instead of pulling the guilt of desire, they were pulling the heavy ball on a chain that was attached to their legs.

A century had passed once again. Alas, all of the Elves eventually fell into enslavement.

”Stupid fae monsters, all of you were really useless with the Anti-Magic collar on your neck. In the end, your kin is really inferior to humanity. ”

”You knife-ears only deserve the joy of manual labor, ahahah! ”

Many Elves had either killed themselves, or preserved through the hardship that their new master instilled.

For a couple of hundred years, the population of the Elves had dwindled into four digits. And just like how a constant stream of water could alter the land, the continuous oppression from the human would be prone to break the powerful doctrine that was casted meticulously by the older generation.

Within one of the enslaved, stood a nameless Elf who started to retaliate, standing with a broken chain that was smeared by the blood of his former human master.

”Humans have been pushing their own boundaries onto us! ” With the smile of a devil, and the determination that was akin to a human, he clenched his fist until his finger broke, spluttering his soiled blood in front of his oppressed kin. ”All this time, those so-called primate and their ideal of humanity have been teaching us the most invaluable lesson, by showing us the feeling of helplessness, the feeling of utter disgust.

”They have been generously giving us the chance to experience the value of being enslaved, along with the joy of manual labor! This time, its our turn to give those wonderful joy and experiences to them! ”

”YES! ”

”KILL THEM ALL! ”

”LET THEM TASTE THE FRUIT OF THEIR MEDICINE! ”

The cheering of the crowd was filled with bloodlust and triumph. One by one, the Elves began to break their oath, along with the chain and steel that was shackling their limbs.

They massacred all of the humans and the powerful guards that happen to master a fraction of magic that the Elves possessed. After breaking through the dungeon, one of them unleashed a powerful magic that destroyed the ceiling and the building above.

The moonlight gleamed. That starry night and the bright moon that was once longed to be perceived when they have finally been freed from the stupid doctrine that their elder possessed. That night, they pledged themselves to the moonlight with. After that, they started to call themselves Lunar Elves.

From that time and onward, the nameless Elf was given the name of Illanoir, which meant The Liberator in ancient tongue. Slowly and surely, kingdoms and nations began to crumble beneath the feet of the Elves.

The unprecedented technology and the capability to mimic any elvish incantation that were done by the humans were not enough to face the real deal. Together with that development, it seemed that there were not only humans who were bound by chains.

When meeting with other oppressed Elves, the Lunar Elves would convert them with aggravating words and even deceits to make them succumb and cast away their former doctrine.

”Its not the time and ages where we encapsulate our mind to our own individual problems. It is the time to clasp our hands and endeavor, my friend. We need to unite every people of our kin under the same ideology, under the gracing moonlight of the Illanoir, ” said the leader of the patrol team while reaching out his hand, after releasing those who were oppressed

Everything was smooth sailing for the Lunar Elves, too smooth in fact.

The Hero of the Lunar Elves, Illanoir, was known to have a tall body and big muscles, benefitting from his achievement as the first Liberator of the Lunar Elves.

But what they didn know was, beside the other liberators who had massive magical power and strength.

Illanoir didn possess either of them.

”Ah, they will be really pissed if they found out that their esteemed hero is revealed to be a wimp, with a pair arms of empty muscles that is struggling to cast any advanced magic. ”

Other Elves did sense that Illanoir had a small pool of energy, but it was assumed that Illanoir was hiding his true power so not many of them really questioned the legitimacy of Illanoirs capability.

Afraid of becoming a hurdle to the liberation of his people, Illanoir used the majority of his strength to escape from the newfound kingdom of Elves, then masked his trace as if he didn exist anywhere else. After regaining his wimpy pool of energy, he tried his best to reform his body and soul so that no one else could detect that he was their hero.

Donning the appearance of a short and feminine Elf, as if he was a young maiden that had just been born a hundred years ago—of course, he was still keeping his precious elephant in-between his legs.

A beautiful and delicate face, so that nobody would deem him as a soldier.

Long eyelashes and silver hair that was twice the length of his body, so that nobody would deem him as a warmonger.

Violet eyes benefitting from pride, the heavy opposite of heaven defying liberators who dared to sully their hands with blood.

And then lastly, a high range of pitch for his throat, so that he could alter between his real voice and the fakes whenever he wanted.

In a small hut near the skirt of a mountain, he looked at his new appearance in the mirror.

”Hmm, yeah this is enough to fool those brutes even if they managed to track me down. ”

With that, he was hoping for a future that was normal and less stressful, in contrast to the battlefield where he was leading a bloodlusted army of Lunar Elves.

Albeit, donning a troubled face, Illanoir started to rethink his decision.

”Ive already told those old-fashioned and doctrined Elves all they need to know. I think…

”Well, its not like the army and bands of strong individuals that I disciplined will lose now, out of all time. ” At that time, his gaze was malicious and sinister enough, it scared all of the witless creatures within the range of the mountain skirt. ”If the kingdom of Elves had somehow failed…

”I might need to take matters into my own hands. ” In just an instant afterwards, Illanoir became flustered, dispersing all of the malicious intent that made a premature flower scared of blooming. ”Uuuh, I hate doing politics. If I had to choose, I would better have all of those goons of mine sit back and let me do all of the scheming.

”Kukuku. ” And just like a flip of paper, his mood went through a 180 degree of change into that of amusement. ”As annoying as they could be, we are still a big elven family. A family needs to take care of one another, and not let a foreign threat disturb us.

”Yeah, the Elves had welcomed me, I mustn let them suffer in the hands of humans… It doesn matter if siblings schemes against each other, they will reconcile soon. Internal strife is not my responsibility.

”What matters is to destroy all kinds of opposition from the outside of our family. Skewering, skinning them, and burning some of them alive as a display might be a great showcase of power… Yaaaawwnn… I haven slept for twenty years…

”I must, protect, the Elvenkind… ”

Illanoir ended up sleeping while standing still.

Many centuries had progressed. Illanoir tended to check on the development of the Lunar Elves civilization to see what they were doing. After a while, he deemed that there was nothing to be worried about.

”Yush! The Lunar Elves are thriving!

That moment, he started his permanent seclusion with nature in his beloved hut. He was still in contact with the nearby village that was built not long ago, but he wouldn be checking the state of the upper echelon and what those new governments were doing.

Of course, as an Elf himself, a few centuries and millennia were akin to weeks and months compared to how other races perceive time. It mostly depends on each individuals overall lifespan gained by the pursuit of learning magic or their mental constitution.

Along with the good quality of soil and the temperature of the mountainous domain, Illanoir was able to sustain himself with his lavish garden full of abundant harvest throughout the years. At the same time, he was trying to develop numerous spells for his own survival.

One day, on the wood table and on top of the wood chair that he created himself, he nourished his body with a warm tea, one of the products that he cultivated in his garden.

”Yeah, this is life. ”

Obviously, the disappearance of their hero would lead to the despair of the elvish civilians. So instead of spreading panic, the higher brass of the new elvish kingdom had decided to spread a fabricated legend.

The Liberator believed that we don need his help anymore, so he went to the edge of the universe to meditate and watch them from afar.

For the Hero who enlightens those that was cast beneath the dark, shall arrive once again when their kin needed him the most.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the ethereal realm.

Adoras, despite not having any physical body, but only the metaphysical projection of his former life, sighed at the sight of the Lunar Elves.

”After all of those years of preserving peace, the funeral of the world has finally started. What should we do, elder? ”

”We shouldn do anything, ” the elder said with a smile. ”This development is not unexpected by the Ancestral Realm. ”

”So we can do anything then. ” Adoras sighed once again.

”Albeit, it is a depressing sight to watch, we can only wait for the right opportunity to realign our future kin. We only need patience, and endeavor. ”

”… Ill trust your judgment, Elder Kashk. ”

25,000 years have passed since then.

And it seemed that the fear that was clouding the ancient elders had come creeping into reality.