Death Games
The real me

“Why does it feel this sick?” He repeated his words.

Riz rubbed the rough tears on the cheeks. “Stop! Don't hit me again! I said stop!” riz shouted at the giant.

The violent giant punch towards the crystal now began to slow down. The wolf that was quite tense was pounding his heart back to normal, but he stared warily for anxiety if the giant attacked Riz.

The giant turned to Riz, “don't have it.”

Riz gasped, he really did not understand what he meant. “Do not have it, or you will die,” the giant while walking slowly towards Riz.

While the wolf that was still confined within the protective crystal was silent.

“Ke-why? Why are you saying that?”

“Do not have it, please. Or you will die,” a giant shriek standing in front of Riz.

His face was so tangled, but the sad look that the giant displayed on Riz was not a lie. Her cries were so sincere, and Riz was aware of that.

The giant fell to his feet, unconsciously Riz approached and touched his cheeks that were almost unreachable hands. A black smoke billowed around the giant and made it change its form.

“Deg!”

“Ah,” muttered Riz realized the figure standing right in front of him. Even the ugly and monstrous giant had now changed into a figure similar to him. So similar, yet the black aura surrounding the gigantic embodiment felt extremely pressing.

“I understand, it turns out so. Now that I understand, apparently it was you,” Riz touched a form similar to him with both hands.

“I understand, I really understand,” Riz said hugging him. “I understand, this-” he's sobbing more and more. “I-this, i-this me ...”

Riz hugged her, a giant that resembled her motionless, but her mouth said something unexpected.

“Do not have it, you will die. I beg you, I beg ... Do not do that or you will die.”

“Riz hugged her even tighter, “thank you,” one word it seemed to contain immeasurable meaning.

“Do not have it ...”

Riz really could not hide his sadness, after he knew who the original form of the giant. “Thank you, thank you for worrying about me, thank you for the real me.”

A form that resembles her returning the hug, “don't have it, or you will die.”

Now Riz completely understood, with a single touch that he lay down onto the giant cheek answering everything. This is what it means, the giant is his heart, his true heart. The content of his impure heart, an emotion restrained and clothed filled with sadness that was his form.

Of course he understood, because it was his own heart. A blob of several pieces of thought that converge to form their own form. A dark form left in the corner of the heart but he never lyrics back. Hope he will not be consumed by the thought in order to remain a good child as he should.

The good boy fits the shadow that has limited and become the mecca of his thought. A figure on the surface to envelop him. But it's not Riz, he's not that good a kid.

He's just a kid who fools himself so as not to hurt his mother's feelings. Slowly, Riz began to disintegrate inside, and the giant was the form in his fractured heart. That's the real him.

He's not as loud as he looks, he's not as good as he thinks, he's not as strong as the view. Riz was just an ordinary young man who also wanted happiness, and blamed the circumstances in his heart.

From the beginning he could not accept the reality of his life. Unfortunately Riz to his mother, the pain of the suffering of life certainly suppresses him.

He could not speak, because he did not want to burden his mother. If in fact Riz was not able to live in poverty and oppression. Nor can he suffer in this new world.

The one-sided reality that Riz had heard in the world of the Guide had already weighed too much on him. So this is the meaning of execution, the final test for itself, the heart.

“Do not have that power or you will die.”

Riz was touched, “thank you, I know it hurts, but if I follow you then I won't be able to find an answer. I've come this far, even if it hurts, I'll accept this power and use it to change my life."

"Even if this hurts, from now on I won't regret it and will really change. I don't want to regret it or hold it anymore. That's why I won't die no matter what. I'm going to go home and see my mom again. Believe!” continued.

“I see, then forgive me, thank you for being firm for that. I will unite with you, and always support you even if this pain will never fade,” said the embodiment with his body that began to glow.

“Don't forget me, the giant incarnation” that became him also faded and left traces of yellow that stuck to Riz's finger.

The yellow trail also forms a circle on the middle finger of Riz's right hand, with a familiar emblem. The emblem was so similar to the figure of an eye that was on the chest of one of the statues in the previous room.

I-It!” pekik Riz's.

“Tankzeas (protector) that's what you're capable of. The ability that the world has given Guide to the chosen one like you,” concluded the red wolf who was free of crystals. Not only himself, the four other wolves that were previously injured were also standing with him.

“You guys,” Riz was silent for a moment. “Tankzeas (protector), so that's my ability. So that's my ability,” Riz laughed softly.

“Maybe you still don't believe in yourself, but the five abilities will only choose the person who deserves our strength,” continued the yellow wolf. He walks around Riz's body.

“Fifth ability,” Riz also looked at his finger decorated with rings. “And I was one of its owners, a loser like me actually had it, in this terrible world.”

“Nothing terrible. Even if the world feels terrible, then the wrong thing is the content. If you feel unable then you can die, the gods will be very happy to receive a gift in the form of a desperate human soul like you,” clear green wolf at length.

“God, Who is that god? Will not the gods save those who worship and pray to him? Why are you saying that? I don't know what bad gods inhabit this world of yours,” Riz stared at their lute.

“If you know, then you will know him. If you know him, then you'll understand him. The gods loved everyone, that's why the world was created. And so are we who are the power of the gods,” replied the purple wolf with a tone full of emphasis.

“Kalian.”

The yellow wolf stopped surrounding Riz. “Step and listen, then you will know what it means. The meaning of your being here, and also the meaning of this world to all. Don't believe, don't be lulled, the real strands of words will never be answered until you find them yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

“All live in lies, there will be no honesty unless they say it. Now you are a beginner level tankzeas (protector) guider. The more you step, the more you know what the answer is,” the body of the red wolf suddenly glows.

“Wait! What do you mean?!” pekik Riz was shocked.

“The world is not cruel shadow, god is not cruel sound, open your eyes and ears, then you will know the answer. The world was not created to devour the deaths of those who dreamed of it,” black wolves disappeared.

“Hopefully lucky, bearer of my ability,” the yellow wolf disappeared instantly as soon as I said it.

The five no longer seem to be left, not even the rest of the dust is there. Riz stared at the empty air where the wolves were standing before.

The more he stepped in this world, the more words containing deep meaning pierced his ears and heart. Words that leave a message to be broken and deciphered.

Riz was amazed, he did not know what was wrong with him. But Riz knew that this was all too mysterious. The story Doxia once told began to feel strange in her memory. It's not a lie, but why does the wolf's statement feel so unusual.

Riz understood what it meant, and realized that it had something to do with Doxia's story.

Riz understood but could not explain it, he really could not explain the words of the wolves even though Riz understood it.

“This world is not what I imagined,” Riz also closed his eyes.