I was born in the Bear tribe and my name is Spirit Bear.

I've never met my father, and I've heard from the other Haji uncles that he was killed by a brute. When I was younger, I asked my mother if it was true, and she hit me, neither saying yes nor saying no.

I didn't cry or make a fuss, just quietly left her and the man's tent.

Xiao Pai said that she called remarriage. I thought about it for a long time, and I thought that he, who had always known a lot of things, might be wrong this time. We don't have the concept of marrying or marrying as he described, in fact, we don't even have the concept of private property that he described. Everything is clanal, everything is distributed fairly.

Food, fur, shelter, and...... Mating rights.

From this point of view, I wonder why my uncles are so sure that I am my father's child. There may be ambiguity in this statement, but what I mean is that the entire clan doesn't know who his father is, so why are they so sure that my blood comes from the man who was killed by the brute?

This may be a question that I will never find an answer to in my life.

Because they couldn't be sure of their fathers, the children were raised by their mothers. My mother didn't seem to like me, and I never felt the "maternal love" that Xiaopai said, which is not unusual, she has so many children that I have the impression that she is always waiting to give birth with a big belly.

All women of the right age in the clan are like this, and as long as you can have children, the clan will naturally provide plenty of food and clean shelter. In a wild life where everyone is hungry and fed, there is no more comfortable option. All you have to do is mate with a different man, get pregnant, give birth to a healthy baby boy, or baby girl.

They weren't even afraid to do it in front of me, because being an adult means that a woman can mate, and there is no strict definition of whether she is an adult or not.

Among the more than a dozen half-siblings, the two that my mother disliked the most were Xiong Qi and me.

The reason why I don't like me may be because of my innate strange strength since I was a child, and I don't like Xiong Qi because his body is too weak------ he happened to be attacked by a barbarian demon that year, and his mother who was transferred suffered a bump and gave birth to Xiong Qi, who was only seven and a half months old.

In the second year of Xiong Qi's birth, there was a famine in the clan for a period of time, and the limited food was given priority to those who were healthy and strong, while those who were old, weak, sick and disabled were cut off from food as abandoned children.

Many people have been abandoned, and among the mother's children, Xiong Qi and I were chosen.

That year, I was four years old, and Xiong Qi was one year old.

That year, I met Aunt Shan.

That year, we survived on Aunt Shan's milk.

Aunt Shan is my father's giant bear, and it was from then on that I confessed that I was my father's daughter. Even though I hadn't met him in person, I didn't know who he was.

I think of Xiong Qi as my own brother, he is the same as me, he is a child that no one wants, we snuggle up to each other in the cold night to keep warm, I am responsible for helping him beat away the bullying children, and he is responsible for waving the flag and shouting behind my ass.

Rightfully so, we are children who have been marginalized by the clan.

The elders of the clan have been accused of deviant for everything that is unusual. Xiaopai said that it was due to the fear of the unknown. And I, a child raised by a giant bear since childhood, has more strength than the strongest male clan, and for the people of the clan, it is the greatest unknown.

Disgust, fear, alienation, contempt.

These are the four emotions that I have been most familiar with since I was a child. Even though I have put in several times the sweat and hard work, after successfully becoming Haji, there are still all kinds of gossip behind it.

Two children, a giant bear, stubbornly face this malicious world.

I told Xiaopai that there was a black hole hidden in my heart, and this was my "worldview".

The change began when I met Xiaopai.

Ever since he was instructed by the Great Elder to spy on him, life has been like a rainbow that appears after rain, full of experiences of different colors.

From the eight days when I got lost in the jungle, to the study and life in the Gonggong clan, and then to the Tianshui tribe going north together, the life of this half a year seems to be more magnificent than the sum of the past sixteen years.

I don't know when I started to like to hear his voice, see his appearance, and get used to his company.

On the day I left the co-worker, I stood in front of the house all night, hoping to see him on the other side of the canopy. When he finally appeared panting along with the morning sun, I felt like the black hole in my heart was filled.

In this malicious world, he is like a warm sun.

It was the warmth that made the blind see, the warmth that made the lame stand up, the warmth that made the dumb sing.

I have that warmth, and I have lost that warmth.

When the scorpion's venomous needle stabbed me and he held me tightly, my world was dark again.

I hugged him tightly, like a drowning man, holding on to the last straw. I pressed against his chest, feeling his shivering and the fading body heat.

What a helpless despair it was, like being the girl who cried in the cold wind with her infant brother in her arms when she was abandoned by her mother.

Am I really a calamity? My life is a cycle of misfortunes? The gods gave me hope just to finally break it in my heart?

I felt the black abyss in the depths of my heart permeating me, the black hole that I had carefully hidden, slowly revealing its hideous fangs, a primal impulse of hunger and devouring, tentatively, restlessly, and just right to tickle my every nerve, and then inadvertently, invaded the body of Xiaopai in my hand, and touched the colorful poison that had spread all over my body.

I tried my luck, and a trace of poison entered my body with the flow of energy.

Almost instantly, I understood what I could do.

In the jungle, I was unconscious and seriously injured, but you saved my life, and now in front of the demon king, it is you who stand for me and die for me. You can do this for me, I bear spirit, why do you regret this?

I opened my arms and embraced him, using all my strength, feeling the raging poison flow into my body. My vision is getting darker, but my heart is getting brighter.

Vaguely, his eyelashes fluttered.

I leaned down, leaned into his ear, and whispered.

"You save me and protect me, at the cost of your life, I ...... It's also generally right for you. ”