The brutes of the planet Moiromma

[Part of the: Cadaverous Planets]

Episode 3

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Morg and the Menacing Ghoul from: Planet Moiromma

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Morga

Face stretched out, in the dirt, hidden in a mound of brown grass and ice, the menacing ghoul was looking for Morg, thinking he would get him out of the way and do his dirty deeds in Brutes Villa, but Morg wouldn’t. show his face, nor cold he ran to the cold lands here his beasts could perhaps protect him, the Walruses-Reptile. On the other hand he had contemplated warning the tribe, the Villa, that there were perhaps some 15,000 inhabitants; He isn’t afraid of many things, but maybe just Siren, Tangor, Rognat, and the Ghoul. And as for a menacing ghoul, how do you fight one? That was the way he thought.

However, I cannot tell you in modern terms the anger he felt at the loss of his rule of Moiromma. In a world where beast, man, and envy were almost equal in a man’s soul, it is difficult to describe. It was Tangor who dethroned him because he wanted to be adored, and when he said that he would not insist with his people, Tangor did not believe him, and having seen him fight before in the mud arena, he disappeared, thinking he would return to the Villa, after leaving (he was going to the planet SSARG, in the Black Galaxy)) or also known as the Dark Galaxy)); so now it was her time to take back the throne from him. But the Ghoul was born from some distant planet, perhaps the Gray Planet, and he thought that he would act, take what he wanted, which was to be worshipped.

But once again, I must remind you that he was in the Villa, hiding in the caves, and the Ghoul, now had given up his search for Morg, and set out on his search: eerily he was standing in midair, perhaps as tall as twenty years. . Reptiles-walruses piled one on top of the other, he stood at the edge of the caves and made the demands of him.

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the demon

So it was the Ghoul, standing at the edge of the cave entrances (the caves were carved out of solid limestone formations, down to their tunnels, eons before; nothing remarkable about their architecture, rooms somewhat rectangular, some circular, some oval). ; the corridors are somewhat crooked, some straight, there were in the caves, some tubs placed long ago, on the ceilings, of a kind of radioactive lighting, nobody touched them, nobody knew what they were, and Tangor had told the people from Moiromma, the power source in those tubes was the same as in their spaceship, therefore they would kill if they played with them.)

Morg, he was still hiding in the same frozen brown grass, it was summer in Moiromma, a short season indeed, but a time when the grass grew green and turned brown in a matter of days.

Said the Ghoul Nanoc: “Build me a pyre on the outskirts of the city, then bring me a sacrifice to burn,” he demanded of the people, “or face the consequences, or I will spear your double hearts in the middle of the night?”

And that was how a pyre was built, with blocks from the strata in the sandstone caves, and on the pyre, the dried brown grass Nanoc demanded was placed, and all that was needed now was the sacrifice, and the ghoul wanted a living young, a virgin young would only do.

Interlude

nanoc data

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the pyre

The Ghoul gaped at a child walking from one hut to another, and shouted to those near her, “Take the child, she will do,” her name was Ahtas, the granddaughter of Kahg, the Brute Warrior, her father. fought, and was killed by Tangor; therefore his wife is now something of a widow. Morg saw this, as did many others, but what was anyone to do? They had never faced such odds before, they didn’t know how to fight a ghoul who could stand in midair, look as big as a hill and still had substance as far as taking a spear and throwing it through meat.

And so the boy was put on the pyre, and the grass was kindled, and no one saw the whereabouts of the great hunter, Morg.

The ghoul had never been worshiped before, he was momentarily poisoned, he went berserk as they bowed like slaves, he turned into a hungry cobra, the entire village was under his evil horror of a twisted demonic spell, and Ahtas, now he was feeling that he smoke, the head, the first sacrifice, then the Ghoul announced, he was his god, he would be no less.

Tangor was coming back from SSARG, she had a feeling, or Siren had, and she had telepathy, and she somehow informed Tangor that he was needed in Moiromma, and on her return, she saw Morg hiding in the caves, and to the ghoul standing next to it. the pyre, and the boy lying on it, and a fire starting around it, and all of Brutes Village, bowing to the Ghoul. Tangor stopped at Cibara and made a deal with Opus, a pure demon from Earth, who had escaped from his former work and was also hiding from the Demon King of Hell, Belphegor. Demons are many things but they are not omnipotent. And he was smarter, except for the fact that she hadn’t met him in over 20,000 years. Therefore, Tangor made a deal, swallowing the Demon King, said: “Take Cibara with you and imprison him, lest you want me to inform the world where you are, and the echoes will reach the halls of hell. ”

Yes, it was blackmail, but in return he would keep his safe haven. And the only way to catch a ghoul is to have God’s favor, or get a demon or ghoul to do the job. And as Tangor descended from the planet Moiromma, a vortex swept over the pyre, dousing the fire, and like a tornado the ghoul was ripped from Moiromma. At that moment, Morg ran to save the boy, seizing the moment to be a hero, one that he really wasn’t, and was therefore seen as that.

A worthy king in the making, and he made a deal with Tangor, if he were a fair king, he would please not interfere and let him return to his throne, if the people of Moiromma didn’t mind. Well, it’s funny how people so quickly forget the rot and ruin the rulers bring to their people, in this case Brutes Villa, and Tangor agreed, in protest, but he thought wisely, because he thought: Moiromma’s people would get what they wanted. they had it coming with Morg, and if he’d stopped him, he’d look like the thief.