Adventures Of A Goblin

Seeing such an expression on his face, came as a shock to the Wyvern leader as she never thought Orun could have ever for once in his lifetime had a difficult time battling an opponent.

Orun's presence and actions does not strike the Wyvern leader as the kind of person who has ever known struggle in his life, much less against a member of the Goblin race.

"are you feeling okay".

She could not help but ask after seeing the drastic change in his mood.

"oh no I am fine. It happened like many years ago, and I hardly remember the full events now".

Orun was quick to answer the Wyvern leader, immediately bringing himself out of his somber mood.

"comparing my fight against that Goblin, and my fight against you guys, I would rate the Goblin far above you all, even though I did use my full strength back then".

"what if a goblin isn't who you fought with, but an entirely different race who disguised as a goblin to fool you".

She asked, finding it hard to believe that a goblin would give Orun a hard time in combat.

"trust me when I say I know, that he belonged to the Goblin race".

"how can you be so sure of that".

"because, I was in the same tribe the Goblin was".

Orun had thought carefully about it before coming to the conclusion that he and the Goblin king, belonged in the same Goblin tribe.

In the Dungeon he was born in, the only set of goblin living in it, are those whose habitat is located below the floor he was given birth to.

During the days of wandering around on the floor he was born into, the set of monsters he had an encounter with, are monsters with appearances putting them closer to the animals he knew on earth.

When he climbed down the stairs leading to the lower floors, the set of monsters he first came across, was a goblin hoard who were after his life, and the Orcs who the Goblin had made mention of whenever they were praising the deeds of the Goblin king.

After processing the information he had, he noticed that on the floor he was born into, the monsters there are weaker than the Goblins living in the lower floor, and also their appearance and intellectual properties are far apart from each other.

The Goblins appearance and intellect, places them in a category closer to humans, not technically humans, as they have proven to be stronger, faster and more durable than humans.

The way the monsters are arranged on each floor has made it clear that the one's above are weaker than the ones below. Having a more human like figure, brings them closer to being on the lower floor.

Where his logic eventually led him to after his analytic thinking, is that his mother who was found on the floor filled with monsters with appearances far from being human like, wandered off from the lower floor to the upper floor where she gave birth to him and died.

If his thinking is right, that can only mean that his mother's origin is tied to the Goblin tribe ruled by the Goblin king who had total control of all Goblin tribe in the lower floors.

There could also be another possibility that his mother is actually from the floor she had died on, but Orun found the chances of that being true to be very slim, as there are no Goblins on the upper floor to impregnate his mother.

Thus his reasons for arriving at the assumption that he, is a biological member of the Goblin king's tribe.

"if you were a member of his tribe, then does that mean you were once a goblin? If so, how did you come about evolving to an unknown form".

"not once, I still am".

"what".

"i mean, I wasn't once a goblin, I still am a goblin, just another form of goblin".

"you can't fool me. A Goblin can't be as powerful as you are".

"because I am not an ordinary Goblin kind. You can think of me as the kind that falls under the once in a green moon category kind of goblin. My kind, is one that can never be found, and isn't supposed to exist, yet still defies all norms to exist".

Orun's proverb, once in a green moon, means something that isn't supposed to be.

A green moon is an impossible kind of moon to see, because it naturally does not exist. But, there are ways that can come to be. With the help of a phenomenal event taking place, a moon that shouldn't be green could instantly turn green.

In his case, he is a goblin who should have followed through with the natural law of the Goblin evolution, but with the help of Oracle, he was able to break out of the cycle to becoming something that shouldn't have been.

"again, you are starting to confuse me with your explanation".

"not my intention. You don't have to understand the explanation part, just know that goblins, are not as weak as you think we are. The Goblins living in the cave I came from, will wipe the floor off you lot".

"i still find that very hard to believe".

"i am sure you do. But it's not just the Goblins. I have noticed that every being I have come across outside of the dungeon, are somehow weaker than the beings I have had an encounter with in the Dungeon".

"i don't know what your level is, but if I am to pit you against an opponent from the Dungeon I came from, you would be within the range of the Goblin champion I fought against in the arena".

"i had a hard time defeating him, but that was only because I was weaker back then. If you were to go up against him, you will have to do so with the intention of losing most of your limbs to be assured victory".

The Wyvern could only stare at Orun who kept telling her that she would never be able to defeat a mere Goblin. It was a fatal blow to her pride, but at the same time, she is forced to want to believe what he says.

He has no reason to lie to her, or to keep pinching at her ego by telling her she wouldn't be a match for a goblin.

"i am curious to know exactly where it is you are from, a place that seems to harbor such strong beings?".

"trust me lovely, the Dungeon I came from, isn't a place you would wish to be born into".

"i did gain a lot of things in there, but at the same time, I felt myself always on the brink of collapse as well. It's not a place one would wish to grow up in".

Orun says, with the sun flashing over his eyes, and he with the remembrance of his life inside of the dungeon. His weak and lonesome life, a life he never wants to go back to.