In The Beginning
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Chapter Eight
These people were just as human as I was. But there were striking differences between us in addition to the obvious differences in our physical appearance.
If I stood next to these people I would tower over them. The tallest man in the group might come up to my shoulder if he stretched. I was almost twice as wide as these men, and where they were lean and sinewy, I was large muscled, broad through my shoulders and large in my arms and chest. My legs were long and strong, and should it ever come to it I was confident I could easily outrun these men, since I was almost as fleet as a deer. My muscles were strong and well defined, and there was no extra fat on my body.
Though my hair had grown in the time since I left home, it still hung short of my shoulders. We had never grown it too long, for no other reason than my family always kept ourselves clean and neat. We bathed often and long hair was much more difficult to keep clean and combed than short hair. I had very little hair on my body and certainly none on my face. While the group I now watched had hair that was as dark as a black bear’s coat, my hair and the hair of all my family was brown, like the fur of a deer. Our eyes were also the brown of a doe’s eyes, while my sharp eyes could pick out that these people had eyes that were very dark, and at this point very angry.
My body appeared to be vastly superior to theirs, and based on what I was now observing, so was my mind. Though it was impossible to determine yet if they were actually stupid, their appearance and behavior indicted to me a distinct lack of intelligence.
As I objectively observed them as they continued to argue, I suddenly came to a shocking realization. I couldn’t understand how it was possible, but even though we were all human, we were of different races. This was the only explanation for our considerable differences, and as soon as this thought came into my head it made perfect sense.
Now I understood! We were of a different race, which explained why my father had been able to send them away. They were so different than us. Though we were all human, they were inferior; smaller, weaker, and less intelligent than me. When God had created mankind, for some reason He had created two distinct races. My family was the people of God. What did that make them? We were obviously stronger and more intelligent, and would probably have been intended to be the leaders and teachers for the others.
I assumed my father had tried to teach them how to speak and act, and either they had not been able to learn, or had not wanted to learn. Given the behavior I was witnessing, I guessed it might have been both. Because of this and perhaps other reasons I may never know, apparently God had allowed my father to send them from our land.
As soon as this thought crossed my mind I thought of the horrific desert behind me, and I knew God must have been involved in bringing them to this land. This newest twist floored me. I realized this was a puzzle I doubted I would ever be able to solve.
But I had seen enough. The dreams of power and glory I enjoyed as I walked through the wilderness had been fertile fields, and a thought had been planted in those fields when I first saw these people. In the short time I had been watching them argue the seed of a brilliant plan had grown to fruition in my mind. I knew how I could take my current low state and turn it into a grand position.
I still held the stones in my hand. I had no doubts that I could kill these men; I had a keen eye and could place a stone wherever I wanted. I would only need to throw three times, quick and true, and they would all fall silent and dead.
With the din they continued to raise I was sorely tempted, just to gain some peace. But the thought of killing them was distasteful, since killing them would serve no purpose and gain me nothing. I dropped the stones on the ground. I needed them unharmed. I had to meet them and go back to their settlement with them.
There were so many questions running through my brain. I needed answers to my questions, more information, in order to make the right decision about how to deal with these people. In order to be successful, I needed to exploit their inferiority, and I would need to do it carefully. From what I could see of their behavior, one misstep and I would be worse off than I was now.
I could no longer sit and watch. The time had come to start my new life and begin my journey to power.