He did really come out, at the first glance I could make out he was from the Akethaka clan. His face was a glory to the ghost, half of his face was carved into deep cuts. They were may be holes too, and the other half pierced with all kinds of tinkering jewellary available. He was short unlike others of his clan, he was maybe a kid, a little more tall than me. Half naked with all the weapons tied to the belt that was around his waist and a beaming tattoo of their god on his chest.
The Akethakas were humble people once, they lived in the woods on the other side of the lake. They were humans but had a very high desire for souls of all living beings. They performed various rituals to collect the energy of various living beings completely by ingesting their souls. I was always told by my great grandmother that they had a very deep concept of souls on this planet and the connection between each of them. They never harmed people because they too were part of our village long ago, but a desire cannot be hidden if the source is very determined about it. This was all started by Akethaka and his sister, both twins. Blessed with power to sense the soul. They were sent out of the village owing to the rituals that they performed. They were good people, they did not decide to take revenge on the village as they felt it was their life’s meaning to follow these rituals but they were scaring off the villagers. They crossed the lake and decided to live in the wood on the other side. They practiced hard on the black and white fusion which they felt would give them a fruitful energy to life transformation. The day came and life was created with dry energy, not one but many which developed into a clan, totally disordered in principles. The clan increased rapidly and they started to dress differently using the things that they got in the forest. But they feared us, they felt they were a