[There is no God in this world!!!]
[I opened the box—the one I dug up while burying Pamela. Inside were several parchment scrolls recording witchcraft.]
[Witchcraft seems to... work?]
[I found little green-skinned monsters in a cave at the foot of the mountain. The legendary Goblins?]
[Three years have passed. I finally left the jungle. My beloved Pamela will remain there forever. I couldn't wait to find my daughter and look for news about the Eden Lake Summer Camp Massacre. My little girl has grown up. She's as beautiful as her mother. They never found the real culprit behind the Eden Lake Summer Camp Massacre. Bor Gates was never punished. Pamela and I... became wanted criminals. I finally realized the vast Gates Group was above the law. If I appeared, I might put Kara in danger. I left with my heart breaking. I returned to the jungle. With the law on the Gates Group's side, all I have left to rely on is... witchcraft.] Learning witchcraft wasn't like learning programming. You couldn't search online and find piles of tutorials and examples.
With only a few parchment scrolls and the materials he had gathered, Kaecilius went from knowing nothing to grasping the basics in just a few years. He had a gift for it. Had he been born into a family with an inherited tradition, he probably would have made an excellent Demon Hunter.
Using the witchcraft recorded on the scrolls, Kaecilius modified the Goblins he had found in the cave.
Real Goblins stood around half a meter to one meter tall. Depending on the circumstances, their fighting ability hovered around that of a goose. True to the tendency of the weak to band together, Goblins swarmed their enemies in a fight, then scattered the moment things turned against them.
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