Death Games
The existence of the god and his creation

“Teng ... teng .. teng ..” the sound of the stamped stick makes Riz aware.

The sight where the altar with the five statues stood was already waiting for Riz as he opened his eyes. The statue of a man, curly-haired as well as the crown of flowers on the head seemed to shine Riz with a golden light through his palm. The golden beam was too beautiful, opposite to his extremely terrifying statue expression.

“This,” muttered Riz was still lying down. At a glance, the ring on his finger also shone brightly just like the emblem on the statue's chest.

“Aware?” sidestep the old man suddenly.

Riz looked at him silently, then woke up with a very tangled expression. “So that was the execution you meant?”

“Congratulations young man, from now on you are a tankzeas (protector) level beginner.” guider

Riz frowned because the old man did not answer his question. “So what should I do next?”

“Open your eyes and ears, then you will know what the answer is.”

“This old man-” cebik Riz in his heart. “Open eyes and ears? This is not the first time I've heard of it. Why do people like to say the same thing over and over again? Is that the word of the higher-ups in this world? Nah! What are the words of the gods who subverted the guiders to their satisfaction?”

The old man remained silent, and Riz resumed his words. “I don't understand, contract agreement or whatever it is, why all the time I feel I've been wrong to enter this world? What do you guys want? I came to this world to gain power and earn money. Then now? I've been here, but why is everything like this? What is wrong with this world?”

“Guider is a tumbar for gods? Then why are there still so many people coming here? There is no way that no one knows with this story if there are many humans who come in and out in the world guide,” Riz's gaze sharpens.

“You are not an animal like Crabius, so I'm sure you understand what I say, because the look in our eyes is not too different,” press Riz.

The old man's gaze still remained the same as before, calm and dignified. Riz was getting impatient because the old man was still silent.

Riz also began to put on a lazy look, honestly he really wanted to beat up the old man who was like a deaf man. Another question is the answer, what is said is too deviant of expectations. But fortunately Riz still remembered, if the one in front of him was an old man.

The old man finally made a sound. “World guide, world of the gods. Because their love creates everything. Because of kindness, they gave souls for life in the world. But that is life, when giving then there will be receiving, not taking it.”

“All are in accordance with the measure, but this is what is called life. The traits created represent the behavior of their owners. Whether it's a good or a bad thing, everything is in line. However, when something is not supposed to be desired, all grooves will deviate and the will starts to contradict.”

“Will you understand the meaning of your existence? Can't you appreciate it? The answer lies only in each mind. What is planted is what will be accepted."

"Don't blame them for having nothing to do, this is a gift, the sin committed will reap karma, and it applies to everything. Whether it was for a god, or his creation, whether it was a good or a bad thing, all received the price.”

Riz was silenced, the long words of the old man pierced his body. It was not a story to decorate his question, it was the reality of life that existed in the world, whether for him or for anyone else.

“World guide, with thirteen types of inhabitants. Live by the rules but do not interfere with each other, except in one night that has been agreed everything. Only one night, the price of their sins, only one night they would not look forward to over and over again, only one night of torment broke everything, just one night when the moon begins to merge with its twin.”

The old man fell silent as soon as he finished saying what he wanted, while Riz's heart was shaken. One night, the word made his hair stand up.

“So what should I do to avoid that night?” riz asked finally making a sound.

“The world is not cruel, gods are not cruel shadows, voices will not always justify it. Until we meet again, son of man, the beginner level tankzeas (protector) guider who was awarded by the god,” said the old man while stomping his staff three times to the floor.

“Tu-wait!” riz Megat.

“Bwuush!” a light that suddenly exploded in that place blinded Riz for a moment. He blinked his eyes many times, trying to correct the glare in his eyes.

“Plaaak!” a loud slap that was slapped onto the cheek resuscitated Riz right then and there.

“Sial*n! Stupid pain!” shouted Riz in pain. He touched both of his cheeks that felt throbbing due to the crazy shock he suddenly got.

“Oh! Already awake? Finally, you really make me anxious,” Doxia said happily. In his hand was an axe that was raised high.

“O-oi, why are you lifting an ax like that sir?” asked Riz with a strange look.

“Ah! This it? Nothing,” Doxia also lowered her axe.

“Wait, don't tell me you're gonna beat me up with that?”

“T-no! How could I do that?” let's panic Doxia.

“Then why do you look so panicked? Did you slap me?” Riz grinned strangely.

“Hey, why do you look so horrible? I didn't mean to, I meant to help you, because you didn't wake up either.”

“Now I wake up?” knock Riz with a darkened look on his face.

“Heh, it looks like the gate is open,” thimpal someone suddenly. Riz turned to the source of the voice, and a familiar figure appeared.

“You, the spy,” Riz shouts at him.

Next, he turned to look at the red-haired young man who was also standing beside the spy.

“Good, two assandias (fighters), one elftraz (healers) and tankzeas (protectors). It will be a good combination,” said the spy.

“Heh, damn creature*n! Who wants a group with you? Better me bunch with that bear earlier,” grumbled Doxia pissed.

“Doxia, you seem to have forgotten that I helped you. Don't tell me you forgot about it.”

“I've helped you too! Now we're even! So don't take me anymore! If you want to die, die alone!” irritated Doxia.

“Hei! Don't bring a human! Not all humans are bad! Like you are clean, when you might be a bad person,” cut Riz suddenly.

“What's with this kid? Is he stupid?” the spy looked at him lightly.

“What you said!” Riz was also emotionally disturbed.

“Good boy! Let's beat him up together and then we'll roast him! I can't wait to do it from earlier,” Doxia looks excited.

“Any.”

“Hah! What are you muttering red heads? You want to beat him up too? This siren sucks, I'm sure you can't stand it either,” Doxia said as she looked at the red-haired young man.

“His land screams.”

“Hah? What the hell are you saying? Stupid fool!” ledek Doxia's.

“Wait! Don't-don't!” the spy looked worried.

“Why? Now you're scared? Of course you should be scared when facing-”

“Shut up stupid!” the spy cut Doxia's words. Doxia also put on a furious face because of his words. “Do you feel anything?” ask him about the red-haired young man.

“Taste what?” Riz looked at wonder.

“Truely too, you're an elftraz (healer).” Doxia's face turned frantically aware of the red-haired youth's ability.

“What's up? I did not roll-” Riz did not continue because the red-haired young man raised his hand as a sign telling them to shut up.

“Dracula!” said the red-haired young man suddenly who made the three startled.

“Cih! Let's run before we get caught!” Doxia looked frantically around him.

“Hold!” sahut the red-haired youth suddenly.

“Tu-wait! Don't tell me-” the spy was shocked when the red-haired youth stuck both of his palms to the ground.

“Ap-” Riz's mouth suddenly closed that spy with his hand. A strange vibration appeared on the ground that shocked them. Suddenly, the large vine binds the four of them and rises to the ceiling like a huge tree flourishing.

Riz could not believe the magical sight that was happening in front of him. They were now standing on a branch of a giant tree that was growing fast just like that. There are even vines that bind each body to the tree trunk so as not to fall down.

“I-this how can?” muttered Riz amazed. Now they were standing on a tree whose height exceeded sixty meters.

“This boy, seems like he's smart,” inner Doxia when realized the tree they used to stand on and hide now is a camphor tree.

The tree was towering among other trees, so it will not be so interesting and can lurk from above well.

“Why are we here?” tanya Riz broke the mood.

“There is dracula, if it stays there then we will die,” explains Doxia.

“Dracula? That blood-sucking dracula?”

“Ya,” reply Doxia.

“Ma-creature is not just a myth?”

“After living here, how can you tell a myth? You stupid boy!” irritated Doxia.

The spy took out a crystal bottle and opened it. And then sow it all around them. “Cih, shit*n! Good thing you have snakeya liquid (snake poison) because mine is up,” praise Doxia on the spy who stared lazily at her.

Protective crystals from the snakeya liquid (snake poison) suddenly appeared around them.

“This water stinks once!” riz Umpat.

“That's better than us getting caught by dracula,” the spy continued. “Hussh!” he kept telling the others to shut up.

The shadow of the four people who were stepping under them shocked Riz. He did not speak, except to stare anxiously at the sight before his eyes.

Below, where they stood before ....

“The trace is no more! What should we do?” ask a woman in very open clothes.

“Now, maybe we should drink animal blood again,” continued the man with a very thick mustache. His appearance was charismatic, but the curly-faced hairstyle even added strangeness to his face.

“Yang is right! I'm bored already! Why don't we go to another nation and kidnap one of its inhabitants? We can be full with just that. Comeon! Just this once. Come on, please,” whining men tattooed on that face on everything.

“Don't be crazy! Do you want to spark a war? Didn't you hear the news of the Hydra nation looking for the killer of one of its members? Though the dead are only subordinates, but the furor has triggered the vigilance of other nations because of it,” firmly the man who holds a large spear smeared with fire.

“But I'm curious, dare also the man kill the hunter of hydra, it means his enemy must be an extraordinary person.”

“You're right Crea. Otherwise, no one will want to provoke the anger of the nation except the madman,” continued Aos, the man who whined earlier at the woman dressed openly.