Death Games
Receiving power

Jerked.

Hydra boy awakened. His eyes opened wide as he watched the scene before his eyes. Where the disciples lay unconscious around him.

Perhaps no one could have thought that he was the first disciple to wake up. He slowly touched his head, trying to recall the previous events.

After trying hard, a strange shadow hit Hydragel Kers. A voice that had called out to him, was vaguely familiar to him.

Unknowingly she shed tears. The person who called him was his mother. Yes, her real mother. Aunt of Revtel, a beautiful figure with charming charm in the land of the Hydra nation.

I don't know why the woman's voice overshadowed her memory. And on the sidelines of the jarring, a strange sensation reverberated in his heart. Slowly it started to spread to his brain. A strange memory glimmer was humming there.

Forms cracks that are not clear to him. The longer it is the more certain it will be.

Thirteen chairs, the floor covered with clouds, the sound of laughter echoing also the appearance of several people alternating in the vision. And the atmosphere in the domination of daylight adorned the scenery.

Kers gasp. When he felt someone's touch on his face. The charming face of the man who might be his father's age was seen before his eyes. Crying is like muttering a strange word but he doesn't know what it is.

The more thought just makes him a headache.

“Yang Termulia.”

Himself looked. No stranger to calls. The atmosphere in Guide's world that tended to be night and land lit by a large torch accompanied his consciousness.

There was no one, only the students fainted around him.

So who is speaking? It was clearly a rhythm belonging to a man. It was no longer his mother and the look of the crying man came back to his memory.

“Cih!” Decihan suddenly painted a frustration on him. “Damn it! Looks like my brain is starting to get in trouble,” he lamented.

On one side, Beltelgeuse Orion fell silent as she saw an arrow of light piercing through her chest. It began to sink there, along with an unexpected shrill of words from the smashed-faced man in front of it.

“Apollo God Strategies. It flew high and eventually fell into the hands of a blood carrier gyges. No matter what sins your ancestors have sown. You deserve that as a gift of your wisdom. Welcome, guider merlindia (witch) waterbender. The emblem calms and drowns everything. May your figure not be as despicable as your predecessors who desecrated us with his betrayal.”

And the man accompanied by the two doberman dogs began to disappear completely. His last trace in plain sight managed to resuscitate Beltelgeuse Orion from his stupor.

Until he realized that a boy was staring at him.

“Halo, Orion. Already aware?” kekeh Kers while eating wine.

Out of nowhere the boy got the fruit in hand because the figure of the gyges had no time to think about.

While Trempusa, his body was stretched out on the ground. On each side is a cemetery.

But this is pretty scary. Because the mound was destroyed due to the resurrection of the skull from the ground.

Slowly, clear crystals fell from the eyes of the empusa boy. Sadness drenched his heart to be hurled through his expression.

And the statue of assandia (fighter) that almost stabbed him, now his movement stopped exactly one meter before penetrating his body.

The shattered-faced man who was standing not far away from him, started walking up to him.

Trempusa slowly wiped away the tears that had soaked the edges of her face.

“Sabit God of death chose you. Grab your hand to share the screams of those he has chained. No matter how hard you reject it, because the ability of assandia (fighter) has fused with your body as it should.”

“I don't want to be assandia (fighter)” said Trempusa sobbing.

But, it was precisely the faint smile streak that the shattered-faced man had emitted to him.

“This is indeed sad,” and his hand was outstretched to wipe the child's tears. “But, whose name is death is already their destiny. No matter what he screams like, because what killed him was that weapon and not you as its user. Remember that, O son of half line of Gods.”

Finished saying it, the statue of assandia (fighter) who pointed his weapon at Trempusa immediately hit his body.

It causes a tremendous shock sensation so that the child wakes up from his stupor. And now he was silent watching Kers as well as Orion staring at him.

“Aware?” kekeh Kers suddenly.

However, in a different place Blerda Sirena did not dwell to witness the horror in plain sight.

Megalodon, the pet of the Gods.

Capricorn, one of the constellations as well as the servant of the creatures up there.

And also bloody butterflies, animals that become sweeteners in the world of heaven but the killer in the world Guide.

As well, the strange animal that he did not know what was but in a dark form while hiding inside a large crack in the air.

Four creatures were standing around him. While the smashed-faced man with his two dogs started walking closer towards him.

“Siren, charming figure harpist. They used to worship the Gods with their melodious singing. Chanting hope and prayer as flattery for the beings up there. But, gradually the malice ate their hearts. The beauty of the Goddesses blinded the eyes and blinded the good. Raising hands to the Ghoul King to seize the undeserved beauty. A dirty agreement was created but the noblest tried to understand it. But you are never aware of the affection of everything.”

Blerda who heard the light immediately squinted her eyes. The look on his face was sour, even though he was still a child he was not that stupid to not know the meaning of the sentence of the figure in front of him. 

Slowly the blood flowing from the corner of her lips was wiped away by the girl violently.

“What is the sin of my ancestors?”

The smashed-faced man smiled with satisfaction at his words.

“Your soul is passionate but dies of anger. Your revenge is burning but locked in hatred. Wanting to be free but frightened embrace feelings. Calm on the surface kills in panic. All opposites and the creatures of legend are very fond of incongruity. Maybe that's your advantage as a descendant of a very terrible dissident.”

“Thank you for your compliment, Sir. I'll remember what you said until I die.”

What a figure in front of Blerda's eyes chuckled softly. It is unclear whether he was comforted by his words, but one thing is certain that behind the man has stood a statue symbolizing merlindia (witch) on his chest.

And again the blood did not stop flowing from the corner of the lips and nose Blerda due to the attack of the statue before.

Where the siren princess attacked with a golden beam that felt burdensome body so that the girl lost her balance and rested on a wooden stick that she got out of nowhere.

His physique was in a lot of pain but he put up with the haughty appearance on him. Incongruity is indeed worthy of her so that makes the creatures of legend fall in love with her.