The people in the primitive tribe didn't have many thoughts.
In fact, their lives didn't allow them the opportunity to ponder life's meaning.
Day after day of hunger, year after year of searching for food, survival, reproduction, fighting, and death made everyone's life indistinguishable from insects, heading towards the end in a cycle of suffering.
Perhaps they would have moments of joy—
Catching a fish, finding fruit in the forest, indulging in primal desires with a mate in a dark, cramped, and leaky hut, or witnessing the continuation of their life entering this world...
But happiness was always scarce, while hunger and pain were ever-present.
Of course, not all tribe members went through such a tragic life journey. At least, Lisoben was an exception, and his experiences were vastly different from others.
As the eldest son of the previous leader, he enjoyed a life of being the center of attention since childhood.
