400 Days in Quel'thalas 章 8
After three months of working for the SDFC and living and working in the company of their Tavi's- the humans of Quel'thalas, the group leaders of the SDFC decided I had redeemed myself and earned my right to learn about the wonders of Quel'thalas. All the other redeemed extra-national humans and I were given crash courses on their version of history from the 3rd war to the present, their view of the dispute with the Silver Covenant, and of blood elf society and the class groups and the social foundations of their country. They gave us extensive lectures on the Sin'scothar dynasty and how they were the true saviors of the Sin'dorei.
One class, the teacher talked briefly about how Lorthemar Theron was a traitor to the blood elves and tried to serve them on a platter to the Alliance and Horde, and even the Lich King. It was mostyl indoctrinal and reigion-based. And as a bonus with the curriculum, they had their creation science on how they assumed the planet was made by the Sun and that blood elves had to contest with all other civilizations and take it over.
But then we began to go on field trips with the over-excited happy-go-lucky Tavi humans and really began to see the wonders of Quel'thalas. Our first field trip was to a place where they showed us the artificial womb- the arcane powered mechanical mother of the most Blood Elves.
[translated quote from propaganda]
"…Now our scientists can produce humans the same way, putting an end to the need for our brave men and women to leave Quel'thalas to hunt humans in the scourged demonic wastelands of Azeroth. Humans can now be brought into existence in our wonderful homeland to provide unlimited labor, service, labor and food. As humans work tirelessly to fulfill our desires and will, human food products have created a separate market and amply supply of food and fertilizer, and medicine.
"…One can tell the difference between our human children and the animals of outside. All humans created by blood elves have teal color of hair, and dark blue or yellow eyes. They are very polite and obedient, and will unquestioningly obey or assist Sin'dorei in any way possible if requested.
…To ensure humans' happiness and subservience in Quel'thalas, our scientists have assembled the fitting gene structure for non-aggressive, non-desiring, peaceful and happy humans who do not exhibit the animal-like characteristics and traits of their species outside Quel'thalas. These people are truly happy to be a part of our society and are grateful to serve the Sin'dorei for the duration of their lives…"
No Sedorarom Mashanfal - The Artificial Womb Machine
The group leader took us on a tour of the nursery place. Being an extra-national human, I was bound with handcuffs by the red guards at the place before being allowed in. The tour guides who showed us the labs, and the nursery and residential parts of the nursery; looked and talked as if they each sucked back 20 NOS energy drinks all at once, and were yapping excitedly over the tavi raising process. They both sounded like they were having orgasms and looked like they were about to drop dead from heart attacks. I even remember the blood elf woman hyperventilating half the time with a big smile on her face. She was just short of bouncing off the walls.
Blood Elves have become the most advanced in terms of reproduction research. They had built this massive machine that serves as an artificial womb, and each machine could have hundreds to thousands of artificial womb units. They figured how to splice and assemble genes of blood elves and humans. The artificial womb machine was first used to produce millions of blood elves to expand the population. Now it's used to create the Tavi's for the industries that use humans. One of the major clients is the SDFC which mainly raises Tavi's to become good servants and members who promote the blood elf idealogies. All humans, either livestock, slaves, whatever come from artifical wombs. When the SDFC pulled me off hard labor, thinking I had improved and reformed, they gave me a tour of a nursery where they had a womb machine. The nursery orders fertilized embryos of blood elves and humans and would grow them in the machine and take them out at the normal time when a human or blood elf is ready to be born. Humans its 9 months, blood elves, its 18 months.
«...and here is our sedorarom mashanfal [womb machine], the Sol'Shanu Suuri'Siastorei [Sun's Life Corporation], model 171. The SM-171 has 350 womb units and a norriture processor and distributor and an auto-ilda system that oversees the babies if no staff is here. Our machine is used to produce duine and Sin'dorei babies when we are requested by the authorities to produce more. In our letesitmeny [facility], we have six other SM's, the 1000, the 1734, and the 200-L, with a total of more than 2000 sedoraram-units. At this time we are not authorized to use them. The SM-200L has 200 full size sedorarams that can produce adult Sin'dorei and adult duines. This machine holds 50 Sin'dorei in suspended animation and can bear them. Adult Sin'dorei are preprogrammed by workers from the DGT and when they are born, they are ready for action. The 200L also contains 10 full-size Sin'dorei that it will immediately bear should the alarm system be triggered by an intruder. All of our machines are powered by 30,000 watts of arcane energy, and are connected to solar panels and arcane ray nets mounted on the roof….»
The womb machine was gigantic; it occupied the entire room, and you could walk inside and view the womb units from inside the secured corridors. And small windows, little portholes, would let you see the growing embryos floating in the liquid mixtures. The tourguides explained to us how the seeds and eggs are mixed back at the DGT labs then shipped here and put in the storage compartments of the womb machine, or put in the units. The genes have already been sliced and diced and pieced back together.
Kids are like frozen pizzas to them. The pizza's made in the production place, then shipped here and baked in the oven. That's what the process boiled down to. While we were there the alarm on one of the womb units went off, signaling to the workers here that an infant was ready to be 'born.'
At that moment, an amelo, or doctor entered the lab followed by a retinue of nurses, including three Tavi's. at that time, the tour guides were showing us the units and components inside the womb machine when they came in.
Doc blood elf: «Move aside, move aside!»
Commanded by the doc, they hit buttons and tapped screens and levers and we watched as the unit drained out, leaving the newborn blood elf baby lying on the bottom squawking before the glass compartment opened and the doc took the baby out, severed the umbilical cord and wrapped the infant in a small blanket. After checking the signal feeds, I think they confirmed the baby to be healthy. Three more units activated and we were ushered out into the open room and watched from outside as the blood elf nurses opened the womb units and pulled out three human babies. At that moment, there was a bright flash as a blue lazer beam cut across the room and then another alarm went off. The SM-200L came to life and within seconds, the tubes or whatever holding the adult blood elves inside opened and popped outward.
The two blood elves sprang from the tubes into the air, bounced off the walls like ninjas and came right at us.
«Humans in the lab? Die, human scum!»
The Red Guard who was with us jumped in front, drew his sword and thrust out his shield, slamming one of the attackers. A mage accompanying him started shooting ice shards at them.
«Stand down! They are no threat! Stop at once or be killed!»
The attackers came at us again, this time going for the Tavi's but the guard reached out and chopped them with his sword. Blood sprayed everywhere and stank up the room with the nastiest smell. Blood from blood elves is silvery in color, but as soon as its exposed to open air, it combusts and turns into this icky black sludge that would burn through unenchanted metal. The blood elves and Tavi's holding the babies rushed out. Other Tavi's arrived and started cleaning up the mess.
I was forced to help them haul the corpses out to the front where a hover crystal truck showed up to collect the corpses. We were later told that the security system scanned the labs for signatures of unmodified human genes and it went off on us.
We came back the next day and the tour guides showed us the sleeping and recreation rooms where the kids played. Blood Elf kids, and human kids ate, slept, learned, and played together with segregation and exclusion kicking in as they learned their roles. The SDFC wanted them together as kids growing up. When they get older, they are transferred to one of the state boarding schools, and the human kids are sent to work and live as domestic workers.
My whole experience with the womb machine was that I was freaked out, and amazed at the same time that blood elves had advanced that far in terms of sorcery and technology. No one else in Azeroth could match this level of innovation. No one. And not only did they have the means to reproduce on a massive scale, they have produced their ideal version of a human- the Tavi'duine.
Tavi'Duine – The Humans of Quel'thalas; Children of the SDFC
For hundreds of years, the Blood Elves sent thousands of rogues out into Azeroth's human territories to capture humans and bring them back as slaves. Humans who were caught by blood elf rogues were sold in the underground markets here to blood elves who would use them as slaves, pets, or food. Some humans would be killed to be used or sold as food or to produce things that were made with human skin, hair, or bones. Sometimes humans would be bought by the apothecarium and made into undead slaves. Sometimes, humans would be bought by blood elves who wanted a 'plaything' for themselves or their children, or love-struck broken hearted blood elves with a fantasy for humans would keep them as secret lovers or partners, who they would have to keep hidden in a basement or a cellar, etc.
Humans became the stock for a major underground economy. At first, human traffiking was outlawed by the government which did not want us tainting the pure kingdom, and so the human markets were for the most part underground. If anyone was caught with a human, the blood elf was also killed and made into an undead slave or food.
The regime began opening up to the idea of the human slave trade by allowing the apothecariums to buy large stocks of humans, then the food industry was allowed to get humans, and so more and more blood elf rogues went out into Azeroth to bring back humans. This became a fast-growing and costly industry since the government ordered customer agents to pay large sums of money to pay the rogues. There came to be a line of propaganda and folklore that made the blood elf rogues look like heroes for doing what they do.
Eventually as the market became legalized, everyone was allowed to buy humans, just not for personal use. If anyone was to have a personal slave, it had to be a live or undead blood elf, and at a greater price, an undead human. And the authorities cracked down on blood elves who had humans as personal slaves.
But then the whole human-catching industry became more costly as the rogues had to come up with ways to catch humans abroad. And it became increasingly difficult as humans became wary and began to defend themselvesm, and then there was a diplomatic crisis over this in Dalaran, so the Blood Elves had to stop importing humans.
Then the scientists came up with a way to clone and produce humans, eliminating the costly need to send rogues out of Quel'thalas. Blood Elf scientists, or "termes'eolai", have chopped up the human genes and mix 'n' matched them with genes or nucleic acids from blood elves and various plants and animals from Quel'thalas to modify human behavior, demeanor, and character. They wanted humans who would be adapted to Quel'thalas- the environment, the atmosphere; and be passive and not have any desires, yearnings, or any sort of aggressive traits. Tavi's are docile, and scared, just the way blood elves want them to be. All the Tavis are produced in the artifical womb machines that blood elves were mass-produced from. The method became popular and a new industry where humans were cloned and mass-produced like livestock. All blood elves from the middle class up were allowed to own humans slaves, but only by contract with the SDFC that regulated the use of humans.
These people are called the tavi'duine by the blood elves for the aqua-green-teal color of their hair. These tavi'duines are mass produced and raised for three purpose. One is for food. As we were shown back at the DGT plant where they all come from, they are in the womb machine until fully grown then sucked out through these tubes and dropped into the pens, and then they are taken to the slaughterhouse.
The second use for them is slavestock, live or undead. Again grown in the machine to full adults then taken out and are brain-hacked and programmed with language and skills then shipped out to the slave markets or apothecarium facilities.
The third use is for servant-friends. They are either grown at the lab then shipped out after being taken out of the machine or grown and 'born' from artifical womb machines at a nursery facility, along with blood elf infants. From there they are raised and taught all the propaganda and about their role in this society. Alongside, they are given hormone and chemical treatments to ensure growth and limit or stop character traits that the blood elves don't want.
And so the end product is the ideal human as desired by the blood elves. The Tavi'duine. Tavi'duines are messed up in the head. Because of their geneset, they are always happy to the point they appear manic. They are unable to have other emotions such as even sadness, anger, resentment. They are even incapable to process or project such traits as love, hate, and all that. They are literally happy-go-lucky, almost carefree, actually having very little regard for eachother as they are trained. The one other thing they are able to feel is fear and anxiety, and not just normal human fear, but greatly amplified. Tavi's are terrified of blood elves. The genetic manipulation and mental conditioning causes them to fall in love with blood elves at a general level, and yet totally fear them at the same time. Their happiness trait which has literally been riveted into their minds is like a concrete mask over their fear. They do not know how to express fear, only with a big wide-open grin on their faces. If they recieve praise or approval from a blood elf, they get this huge sense of ecstasy and are literally walking on clouds from this massive high.
Tavi's know nothing of humans, nothing on human biology, psychology, not even the basic instinctive knowledge that humans developed and passed down throughout our evolution. For example, you fall and hurt yourself, you will automatically address your injury and try and fix it. The Tavi's will not address their own injuries, wether accidental or inflicted, they will wait until a blood elf decides to treat it.
All they know is propaganda and religious doctrine. They know nothing else, and are unable to think for themselves and learn effectively. They have memorized everything by rote learning.
What turns Tavi's in to ravenous monsters:
Another thing I saw the Tavi's do is mind boggling. Despite how "happy" they are, they will viciously attack one of their own or go after anyone who falls out of line of doctrine, loyalty, etc. I was at a picnic party one afternoon. Tavi's were all playing music, and dancing and having a good time when an extra-national- a real human, uttered a comment about the black blood tofu. The entire group stopped in their tracks and they all stared this guy down with a look of horror on their faces. The Blood Elves there found it entertaining and decided to see what the Tavi's would do, and they eventually started asking questions and started shouting and screaming at this guy, and they surrounded him, just going berserk calling him traitor, and going on about how much he disgraced the Sun, the Sin'scothars, and kept calling him traitors, and at that point they had gone hysterical.
Tavi's see extra-national humans as brothers and sisters, and marvel at how lucky we are to come back from hell, which is what they think the outside world is, and they always said to me 'you are so lucky to be here with us,' and all that.
And so they began pushing and shoving this guy, their predatory abilities activated by the shock they felt when he made his blasphemous statement. So a Blood Elf man, or "Tavi elamlaura" or commander who is authorized to give Tavi's direct orders; said to them that the guy was a traitor, and pretty much called him the antichrist. Then he said, "Destroy the non believer" and some trigger word.
The Tavi's exploded into this colossal rage and they all just went full out, attacked this guy and beat him down and killed him. They were hopped on some adrenaline more powerful than PCP that gave them supernatural strength, which I didnt expect because Tavi's muscles were designed to be much weaker. Their feet, hands, flailing arms became claws and knives and they just ripped him apart.
The blood elf tavi commander called off the attack after they were done, and by using a reverse trigger word, they snapped back to the cute docile happy little Tavi's, and hardly remembering their brutal kill. Undead slaves were brought in and forced to eat the corpse then taken away. I dont recall feeling safe around Tavi's from that point onward.
Tavi's play an important role in propaganda and the SDFC's activites. They are to guide and help indoctrinate and inspire outsiders like me in the glory of hard work, religion, propaganda and all that. Officially, they are our best friends who will guide us through the strictly enforced reform program or as they call it the "introductory way of life".
They keep telling you that everything is fine, it will all be great, and glorius, and by enduring torture, eating black blood tofu and rot from undead remains, hard greusome labor and abusive treament or the overall punishment for not being blood elves, we will compensate and earn that greatness.
There IS a hell
But in truth, it never ends. Religions everywhere state possible consequences one faces when he or she dies. According to religion of any kind, there is a heaven, and there is a hell. no one knows for sure because the afterlife is beyond the rage of scientific research. Religous doctrines suggest one's eternal destination will be determined how one lives his life. If one lives as a criminal and does harm to others without seeking redemption, that individual goes to hell, while those who do good and remain faithful go to the designated heaven.
In Quel'thalas, the Blood Elves did not leave the prospect of the afterlife to unanswered guesswork, and did not accept the answers the scriptures of the Sun prescribed. They went beyond that and created a heaven, and a hell. There are numerous facilities accross Quel'thalas where souls are stored when blood elves die, or undead can no longer hold souls. Using arco-magnetics, devices everywhere in Quel'thalas catch and trap loose souls and like computer data, these souls are transferred to a facility where they are stored until workers determine whether to send them to virtual heaven or virtual hell. Undead slaves experience hell since they are undead, they suffer and are constantly brutalized for hundreds years pending how long it takes for the corpse to fail to hold the soul.
When the slave's soul is released, it is caught and sent to virtual hell, where it will be tormented for an eternity until the machines and computers storing the souls are destroyed.
Upstanding blood elves from the working class upward are reviewed when they die, and their souls are for the most part sent to the virtual heaven.
We had a tour of these places, and the Blood Elves did not hesitate to describe these hells that they created, and that we were all going to burn. I was spooked shitless, and the Tavis who were unable to comprehend their destined fate merely shrugged it off and accepted it.
The worker who gave us a tour of the place stated that all humans deserved to suffer forever unless we could untimately redeem ourselves...
...by actually being turned into Blood Elves ourselves, a far-off unrealistic expectation. And even then, a ticket to heaven was never garanteed.
Royally Screwed. Ashth isu us dur'ahadd.
As a human, You never reach a point where the Blood Elves say, "okay, this human has earned his freedom."
They will continually abuse you, and it will not stop. It is extremely rare that the Sin'dorei Friendship looks at you and says "oh look, that human is working hard, lets have him join is and bask in glory."
Even humans who are taken in by the SDFC cannot escape the ultimate fate. You are only taken in to be educated, softened up, and then sold or rented out as a house slave, pet, or companion to the Blood Elves. If you get REALLY lucky, then you end up working for the propaganda department starring in films and all that- you end up a product to be marketed by the SDFC to people in Dalaran at the hidden stores scattered around out there. But there is no threshold where once you make the blood elves happy and reach a point of equality with them.
It doesnt work like that. If your a human in Quel'thalas, your destiny is to forever suffer at the hands of blood elves. Hard labor, shit food that burns out your stomach, liver and kidneys, abusive treatment. The so-called reform program is to break you down to the point you become dead inside, and when you die, you are turned into an undead slave and are screwed for eternity.
The big break is when you are wanted as a house servant, or are killed for food. Even if you are lucky enough to be someone's personal slave, when you die, its undead slavery for you.
Even the Tavi'duines cannot escape the eventual fate reserved for humans. They are also subject to as much abuse as humans from the outside world. Their altered geneset and mental conditioning has made them less fearful and more accepting of their role in blood elf society and fate.
Exploitation is what its all about. And the part of me that was still actually thinking hinted to me that the whole being here for 90 days and then going home was a joke. I sometimes felt a surreal sense of dread at the increasing likehood that I'd never leave Quel'thalas. I was going to serve out the remainder of my existance as a live and undead human, and then forever suffer in hell in the land of angry blood elves.