Gitoha Stories

" I am an Igutu. Just like you, Tagon." Tagon's secret is not a secret for everyone but as he can't take the risk to kill the woman who threatens him to reveal everything about his blood, he wonders: will she really be an ennemy? Or could she be an unexpected ally? What is her real goal? What secrets does she hide? In Arthdal where manipulations are a part of everyday life, who is really manipulating who? Who pulls the strings of fate?

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This story takes place in an alternate Arthdal universe. It's a universe where Yangcha has no speech penalty and Tanya can still hear his thoughts. But he keeps wearing his mask and he's a quiet type. It's rare to see him speak. One day, when they go to collect slaves in Iark, he catches a girl whom he sees as his new Prey, who is intrigued. But soon another man appears on the horse and tries to kidnap the girl he has captured. He realizes at the last second that he is running away with that man because he has left him among the other slaves. And with his chains, he quickly pulls his prey from the horse and drags her to himself. She be looking at him now in anger. Yangcha, on the other hand, feels amused for the first time in a long time and looks at her with satisfaction. You're stupid enough to think you can get away from me... (Needless to say, Our daughter is Tanya, but I'm still saying it for informational purposes.)

One day before the Wahan tribe was attacked by the daekan warriors, tanya had had his first dream at that time. In the dream he had, a masked warrior was just standing in front of him with unfeeling eyes and he could not get the answer to any question he asked. . . Even though Tanya had the slightest crumbs in her eyes, all she saw in her eyes was her ice-cold eyes. Those eyes, which had no emotion, also gave the impression that they had the eyes of a cold-blooded murderer. But he suddenly saw an action in the warrior. One of the chains wrapped around his shoulder starts to go back when he sees him coming right over his hands, but he continues to point towards that warrior with anonymous masked and emotionless eyes. And his chained hand starts to rise up. When he sees that he knocks the chain on him, he wakes up screaming. ... Why do you regret? Every time I see your face... Whatever you see! .. I should never have met you...