"God"

“I know you’re fooling us,” the red haired man spoke.

This creature knew ‘fooling’.  The men that watched it and cut at it played cards, and they ‘fooled’ with one another, sometimes calling it ‘lying’ or ‘bluffing’.

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The primordial worked, processing, pulling from all of the little clues and details it had observed since entering this painful, ugly world that seemed so determined to claw at it and drag it down, to hamper it and take away from it.

It knew its assailants were ordered, that one man listened to another.  That the old man had ordered all the others back at the stable, that the red haired man had ordered the old man, and that even the people who had been fighting on both sides gave and took orders.

It thought about the exclamations, the outcry it had heard with every feat of strength, every time it had killed more men than usual.

The primordial sought to convey that it was better, that it needed to be listened to, not attacked.

To declare itself a higher authority than even the red haired man.

Enemy (Arc 9)