Ash-boss
Life's Destiny

“ As I know, you became a part of death itself. Those who left and related to the events of 15 years ago will bring you back here many times. Bringing the souls to their last journey. ”

Aksara shares the story of the principal in Laras. About how there can be lost souls trapped in his body. About a bus accident 15 years ago. Which is where both parents Laras also became victims of the tragedy.

“ Only you can take them to the last road of their life story. Therefore, this book you should always take with you wherever you go. ”

“ Why me??? ”

“ I still haven't found an answer to that. Can I postpone the answer?? ”

The barrel nodded small. Understand that this is quite complicated for Aksara. It is clear from his expression. Even he himself did not understand so much about what he was experiencing. All the things he saw seemed to be just a strange dream that adorned his night's sleep.

“ Then…. ” Convincing himself with what he will ask Aksara, Laras touched the wings in the form of bones that are behind the young man's back.  “Who are you... actually? ”

Laras stared at Aksara with a fairly shady look.

“ A... the.. ” Realizing himself has not introduced himself to Laras, Aksara points to himself.

The barrel nodded back small.

“ Me??? ” for a moment he sighed. “ ...There are those who know me as an angel of death. Death god. The lifethrower. Gream reaper's. And so on that kind of thing. But here I'm just picking up the souls of the dead to be escorted to the last journey of their lives. ”

“ The last journey of one's life a point??? ” Laras was silent staring at Aksara questioningly.

“ Where? When's? Andwhy? It is the souls that will get the answer. We just need to deliver them.”  Answer Aksara.

Laras. He looked around the place. He even had time to catch a cluster of lily of the valley that flew carried away while hearing Aksara speak to him.

“ But, may I ask you something?? ” Aksara closes the black-coated old book it carries. “ Why don't you feel weird about what happened here? Aren't you scared? Don't you feel like all this is impossible???  ”

The figure of Laras in the memory of Aksara yesterday just smiled with that question. His figure was silent for quite a while. Seeing the beauty around where he stands now, Laras then glued to the end of the red brick path where he stood.

“ I don't know when exactly, I can't remember. Every touch and look directly at someone close to the day of his death, I could immediately see the creepy figure that often seemed to attract me to come with him. And maybe since then, many times I have always seen the shadow of a place like this. Whether it's just a dream or just a shadow. ”

The barracks looked bright after that answer. But he smiled freely before finally continuing what he might have been reluctant to talk about with others.

“ Usually I can only cry. You can only get drowned when you know someone might die without you stopping them or preventing them. But I'm pretty happy now. ” For the first time, The barrel of the sky with a fairly calm feeling. “ There is at least something I can do for every death of someone I know. I no longer need to feel guilty for not being able to save a person or because I cannot change a person's destiny. This task is quite noble, isn't it?? ”

“ All this time I always try to stay away from contact with anyone because I always think I can not do anything when I see the creepy figure that attracts someone in his death. But now, ..everything is a little different. There's something I might be able to do. ” Barrel smile. “ …. Like delivering them with a smile. ” Laras immediately smiled in relief after getting the answer he had been asking about his destiny.

“ His smile is truly sincere. ”

Another black-bound book is now covering the face of Aksara who is enjoying the wind and the fresh smell of green grass in a flowering field at the end of the cliff edge hill. Under the tree that gave a shade around him, the figure of the young man spread out his hands. Remembering the old things he's been through. The times when he lost his freedom and was tied to a black-coated book belonging to someone else he didn't recognize. For nearly fifteen years he carried the black-coated book. Now the black-coated book has found its true owner.

But he thought, how the shadow of death will begin to lurk the owner of the black-bound book. He's a human. Unlike her who has indeed become an introduction with either

it was because of his sin, his punishment or the ability he received.

“ What would probably happen if he was a human??? ”

I picked up the book that covered his face. His eyes slowly looked at the sky. There was no glare that made him have to close his eyes again. Just stared as the clouds were slowly blowing away from the sunlight that was shining bright.

“ Is this the best thing? ”

He's risen. Sitting with one leg that remains stretched to the end of the cliff. Wrapped in all-black clothes, he looked in front of him. The wind blew fiercely from behind carrying a few strands of lily of the valley flowers flew and passed through it with a clinking sound like the sound of a small bell. The small white flower and shaped like a bell is now flourishing in the hilly. And there were some strands of flowers that had withered and fallen in the wind.

“ Eternal death. Didn't they? ” another figure that appeared behind the young man standing equal to his sitting position. “ His figure will probably disappear from this world. Disappear and merge with nature. Either with wind, water, or fire. That was his last journey. ”

She's a curly-haired woman of blonde color and quite long. Sharp-eyed. And have red lips. Thick eyebrows and very clear eyes. Wrapped in black dres that followed her makeup and sexy curves, the female figure pouted slightly looking at the black-coated old book she was carrying.

“ Is actually lazy!! But I have to pick up one and drive him away. ” He shrugged both his shoulders. A wry smile again adorned his face. It is seen that there are complaints in the necessity that he lived it.

His accent scrunched his forehead. As if he did not care, the young man just stared at the departure of the woman beside him.

“ See you at school, Aksara. ” details before actually leaving the place.

Disappearing just from sight, the female figure spread a citrus fragrance from her body. Eve who always accompanied her departure that seemed full of mystery and very elegant.

“ Better than you can think. ” Smile wryly. The script could now only flip the black-coated book it was carrying.

His mind is between the present and his past. Where all the stories that will happen now may be beyond his expectations. Fate now binds him to the figure of Laras, the owner of the old black-coated book he carried since 15 years ago.

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