Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-28929139-20170713230258/@comment-28929139-20170715031332

The other apes would indeed return to what they had been doing. Nothing. They just resumed sitting atop the piles upon piles of gold and treasure. Where did all that come from anyway? Well, he'd soon find out.

Manju listened to him, and though he didn't show it, the huge ape was smiling. Genuinely happy for the boy that he had gotten stronger and overall seemed to build a confidence in himself with a very family oriented mentality. When Hayato said all that he wanted to see, the males in the room would all beat at their chests and hoot with approval. Manju, however, remained cool and reserved.

"I understand, Hayato." The ape nodded his large head once and slowly mimicked his moment. With Manju's closed fist being larger than Hayato's own whole head, his small fist would hit the center of Manju's softly. The skin on his hairless hands was thick and tough, so to him it would have been like hitting broad leather.

"We apes have been on this land for many years. It was once a lay of scape that belonged to man, but it was abandoned after a great war. The king and his loyal survivors made piece with us and we vowed to protect them in exchange for teaching us the ways of man. However, the lifespan of a human is so greatly brief, and the humans perished before much could be done. These were the last of their possesions." He waved a huge hand toward all the treasure.

By now, Manju began to walk and lead Hayato out of the palace and back to the lush jungles of his world. There were a million other monkeys, apes, baboons and orangutans frolicking around, but Manju was moving toward a large hill. "They were plagued by the diseases and injuries they sustained from war and after some years, they were all gone. The mighty king was the last to expire. He was my first master."

Eventually, the two of them would reach the top of the hill, and directly below it was a massive grave site.

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There was easily thousands upon thousands of graves present, and they were spread several yards between one another.

Manju was quiet long enough to see Hayato's reaction before he continued. "Every decade, we honor our first masters by bringing the ones we currently serve here to assist us. We are forbidden by our ancestors to make fire, for it is a danger to our bodies,  but we are allowed to have them built." He was looking out over the vast stretch of where they kept their dead but he looked Hayato in the eyes. "If you are willing, you will help us build this great fire, that will link every grave together and burn for an entire year. It will be hard work, and take many months but my sons will assist you as best they can. To become strong and to improve that which you already have."

He now looked to the boy as he awaited his answer. What Manju was asking was not only a huge favor but also a great honor.