"And this is the gist of the story," the protobear finished, a sense of satisfaction reverberating through its voice.
'What, is it the first time it had an audience to tell its past to?' I couldn't help but ask myself while doing everything to keep a mocking look away from my face.
Yet, even if I initially wanted to make fun of this fact, when the scale of the problem dawned upon me, I ended up taking pity on this being.
For humans, it was a monster that spelled doom. Just sighting it anywhere near a city or a town would lead to a panicked evacuation... even if the protobear's only intention was to pass through to a more comfortable sleeping spot.
'I guess that's why their creator forced them into slumber until the crumbling world would break their sleep,' I thought, trying to make some sense of the details of the story that protobear told us.