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Once upon a time, in the territory of north dakota, a civil war broke out between the north mahican clan and the south mohikan clan, in this war the head of the mahican's and his wife of medicin died, leaving there only child in the middle of the ruccus. Luckely the local bears found him in a canoie drifitng in the dakota river, the bear mother took him under her wings and raised him to a human bear cub. at sixteen this boy had a dream about a young girl with the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, and he reckoned he must have met her during the civil war. so he started asking around and found out, she was the doughter of the mohikan captain.
A year later, after learning the mohikan accent, and the ways of their spirit, he infiltrated the clan as a young lonely rouge, searching this lands for answers, and the mother of the girl in his dreams took him in, he learned the mohikan ways and found himself highly respeceted in a short period of time.

As you would suppose, the girl and him fell in love, but the hatred in his heart could not make him settle, so one night he stole a tomahawk from the camp weponary, he sneaked in on the kings resting grounds, right before he threw the killing blow, another axe hit the king.

This young boy that threw the axe, said his name was kill, son of murder, and that he claimed his revenge from when the king of mohikan killed his clan in front o kill's eyes.

With the king dead and the clan left in ruins, the boy, kill and the girl left the south territory, headed in the north direction...

One morning, our boy woke up from the noise of slaughter, wondering what was going on, then he saw Kill, carrying a buffalo on his bare shoulders.
- what´s going on kill?
- i make me woman, like king!
- king?
- you are king!

That's when it happened, the boy became the king of the newly founded mahicans, and the names were given out of that.'
Mahi'king, mahi'queen and mahi'kill

Anyway, mahi'kill cut the buffalo into unrecognition and poored the blood into a nearby river, praying to the spirits to raise a woman from the blood of the buffalo, down from heaven came a great mahican spirit, one of the elders, he pointed his finger at the river and a big explosion was heared, up came a woman.

Mahi'kill helped her out of the river, took her hand and held her chin up and said:
- From the blood i have shed, you have been born, live with me for eternity, with the strenght of our spirits... mahi'blood...

Mahi'king turned his face to the spirit and said, tell me oh holy spirit, why have you granted this wish.
- I am the last elder of the mahicans, i will join you in your quest for revenge.

Another explosion chocked the mahicans, and another female voice was heard.
- you have brought me to life.
- who is that? mahi'king said
The spirit answered.
This is my woman, i am the bringer of life, and if we live without eachother there will be catastrophe, for life do not balance without death.

And so mahi'god and mahi'death was born.

The mahicans settled in the north dakota area as the mahicans had done in centurys, and there, mahi'king and queen had a child, who they named, mahi'kid....

To be continued...