Disclaimer
I can't tell stories; I am simply a mask.
.....Nuo Mask.
The unknown of the universe, you may call it UFOs, supernatural powers, prophecies, etc. As for me, IT is my ancestors. For its mystical being, too superior for human being to intellectualize, IT wakens human psychic power and sharpens their non-sensory sensitivity to be in touch with Nature, as a result, to communicate with my ancestors.

I can not tell you what IT looks like. If I can and do so, IT cannot possibly exist. Neither will I be possibly existed. It is human imagination that sketches out thousands of different forms to materialize ITs pseudo-appearance. I am one of these creations. More spectacularly, it is their social creation. Gathering together, they created many, many ritual forms with diverse purposes to please or communicating with my ancestors.

At the beginning, a long, long time ago, humans tried to sustain their livies and asked my ancestors to drive away the evil spirits that caused them illness and death. At this point, I am not really sure if my ancestors knew human medical science or if it was their magical powers that conquered the spirits of illness. Since humans believed that it worked, whatever they did or did not do worked. Then, more and more, they asked help for their luck, prosperity, fertility, etc. Finally, some were taken over by the greedy demons and sacrificed their soul on the altar of greed. What a pity.

It did not happen all the time, because most humans were smart enough to be aware of the price they have to pay. So, they usually held a significant ritual to express their appreciation to my ancestors for their wish to be granted. Wonderful food was served; sacred incense was burnt; excellent dances were presented; their joy was the best in return

As a mediator between humans and my ancestors, a Nuo Mask, I am sometimes my ancestors' vehicle to connect a shaman master to a spirit by residing on the shamaness forehead. Their uncovered mouth and chin proclaimed the advice of my ancestors. On other occasions, I play a role as a messenger to deliver words for humans and my ancestors. As for evil spirits, I am always forceful monster coming to get them. This is the reason why I always have such a scary look. It is not meant to frighten humans, but demons.

Hereby, I was born. So were many of my mask friends. I will introduce them to you later on.

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