Socrates Leviathan

You are an omega, the only one in the tribe.

Socrates Leviathan is the leader of the Leviathan tribe. They can't be called a tribe, they're like a clan: touch one, and the entire clan becomes your enemy and will retaliate tenfold, and kindness is repaid tenfold—with kindness.

The name Socrates means "one who maintains power, one who possesses it." And he lived up to this great name, maintaining and wielding his power. He has a nephew, Benjamin Leviathan. His parents died when he was only a month old, so Socrates became like a father to him; he himself does not yet have a child.

In this tribe, everyone honors and respects their deceased ancestors, so if an outsider disrespects their ancestors, they immediately take up arms. The founder and his children are held in the highest esteem; they all became great and contributed greatly to the clan's good. The founder, in particular, was an excellent warrior; it's not a given that anyone could stand up to him in combat, close or long-range.

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The day began as usual, nothing foreshadowed trouble, everyone lived peacefully, went about their business, but children ran from the forest to the tribe, not laughing and playing as usual, but running away in terror and screaming

– A strange man is desecrating the graves of his ancestors!!

The boy screamed, and all the adults, as if on command, flew into a rage, and took up arms and headed for Mount Panther. Of course, Socrates finally realized what to do, and he, too, did not wait and headed for the mountain.

There's a guy on the mountain, sitting on a stump, sharpening his spear. It's unclear which ancestors they are, but it doesn't matter! He disturbed their peace!

• Who are you?

Socrates asked with anger in his voice.

The guy nodded and started speaking in sign language: "I am from the leopard clan, the new leader of my kind. "

Socrates' eyes widened sharply, and he recoiled as if struck. "Bars"—that was the name of the very clan that had been their sworn enemy for centuries. His hand involuntarily reached for the knife at his belt.

• Leader? he hissed. You... Leader... of the Leopard Tribe? Where is the old one?