Death Games
The Toz Nidiel Gate

“Setaaaaan! Anyone help meuu! Here there is a setaaaan!” pekik Toz. The run almost mimics that of a professional athlete.

“Buagh!” the sound of his body hitting something.

“Uugh! It hurts! Wh-what is it?” he also raised his face. “Se-se-se-” Toz shut his mouth.

“Pronounce your mantra, speak your song. The gate is open, the gate is open,” the creature called the devil. Toz who was crying in panic was immediately aware of the speech of the creature.

“Mmm? After looking around, it doesn't seem like you're that horrible. Eleven of his twelve armatures with the nation of dwarves,” lirihnya.

“Gate is open, the time has come, say your song.”

“Gate? What gate? Anyway I don't have a singing-” Toz fell silent when I realized something. “What is that old dwarf song I heard? Last time you also sang it,” said Toz laughed.

“Your gate is open, the time has come, say your song, say your song.”

“Alright, if something is wrong please be understood yes,” respond Toz casually.

“This is a song, the story of those who promised. A moment of lily welcomes blood, said tied to each other, gazes changed, hands intertwined.” 

“This is the singing, the singing of those who once uttered. Blue carried, green replaced, white eaten, red removed.”

“This is the singing, the singing of those who wait. Outstretched hands, the fruit of the gods shown, the footing provided, everything offered, the life paid.”

“This is the singing, the singing of those who give. Light sent down, blinding glare, longed voice, warming caress, darkness offered.”

“This is the singing, the singing of those who died. Raised hand, bluffing voice, scattered blood, removable curse, forbidden prayer chant.”

 “This is the singing, the singing of those who run. Hunting breaths, dancing laughter, hiding anger, enveloping madness, death steps here,” Toz finished chanting the old dwarf once said.

“How? Is something wrong? I think I said it right. My memory is indeed amazing, no wonder I always enter the top ten in school,” he said proudly.

The monstrous red-skinned and long-haired creature no longer made a sound, except to extend its hand forward.

“Mmm? Want to shake hands with me?” lirih Toz was confused, he also raised his hand. Suddenly something was eating it from behind.

“Damn it! What the fuck is this joke?” oceh Toz turned around while trying to fumble the darkness.

“Open your eyes.”

“Hah? Open eyes? My eyes kan-” Toz are silent. He did not realize that his eyes were closed. And now, as soon as his eyes opened there was a strange place in front of him.

A field with so many funerals there. There was a little boy sobbing in one of the tombs. And some people carried a coffin while accompanied by sobs to break the situation. In a place not far away, an old grandmother wearing a cane just silently stared at the accompaniment in front.

Toz. Stand like a stranger who is not ignored. The crying so roared into the ears but did not disturb the view. Surprisingly, the cloudy afternoon sky was dripping with snow but not feeling cold by it.

“Where is this? I remember being with that hairy creature. What-” Toz realized something. “Didn't I be with the others? Why can I forget? Where are they?!” Toz spread his gaze around.

Suddenly, he saw a long-haired human with a face that was destroyed by burns. His blood-red robe was too conspicuous for that weird atmosphere. Toz tilting his face. He fell silent, confused by the man's gaze directed at him.

“Do you believe in gods?”

Toz frowned confusedly. Not sure if the question was directed at him. Toz looked around and only he was around. “You asked me Mr?”

“Do you believe in gods?”

Toz was silent for a moment. “Entahlah. If you, do you believe in the gods?”

The person smiled, taking out the lily petals that were on the ground. Toz was surprised, he only realized that the burial area was decorated with scattered lilies.

“Do you believe in gods?” the man dropped the lily petals on the hand.

Toz found it strange to be asked the same question. “I've never seen a god. So, the answer is I don't know.”

“Do you believe in gods?”

Toz was a little irritated. But he didn't want to babble strangely in an unfamiliar place. His mentality when he was first stranded and lived a life in the world of Guide, making him get used to it.

“Believe,” Reply Toz finally. 

“What do you believe in him?”

Toz gave a strange look. “I believe that the gods are looking at everything.”

That person still carved a smile. “Do you believe in death?”

“I believe that I will die,” Toz walked over to him.

“Is the world wrong?”

Toz is increasingly confused by various questions that feel strange and unreasonable. “If the world is wrong, then it is our job to fix it. If not, what is the point of living in this world? And also, why do you ask like that?” now Toz was standing right in front of him.

“God sees everything,” said the man. And at once, shouting and crying loudly muttered the atmosphere. Toz glanced in surprise looking around. The coffin that had been buried had been planted. The headstone was standing firm, new flowers were being sown, yet an unusual cry like possession shouted at the situation.

“What's with them?” Toz felt that something was amiss, especially the darkening afternoon sky giving off a gripping aura.

“Inadmissible death, will bring a cry from the owner. Either they will be happy or miserable. Eyes too innocent to be able to see everything, therefore gods sometimes laugh to see the circumstances in front of him.”

His words were like piercing Toz's inner self. He turned around, looking back at the person who was speaking. “Who are you really? From earlier talking things that do not make sense.”

“When something goes wrong, sometimes the world would rather close its eyes than reprimand it. Even if it hurts and sacrifices the situation, but silence is still the best answer for everything. So, are you too?”

“Hah? Me?” Toz pointed at himself. “Are you asking me? Though from earlier it felt like he was lecturing,” ledek Toz.

The person did not respond, except to spread a smile on his unusual-looking face. Toz was singing his lips because he was ignored. “So, what do you really want to say? I really don't understand.”

“So, are you too?” the sentence was repeated and could be heard clearly by Toz. He did not care and chose to help grandma in front of him.

“Nek! You're all right? Is anyone sick?” tanya Toz helped to clean it up.

“Are you like that too?”

“Hah?” Toz was shocked because the same sentence was also thrown in the grandmother's mouth. “I don't know! But let's get to the edge first, I'll help you,” said Toz topping it into a retreat on the outskirts. While the crying or strange atmosphere around him does not care, for him the most important thing is to help parents in distress.

“Mmm?” Toz felt something strange while helping the grandmother sit on the outskirts. His hands felt wet, even giving off a rancid smell. “What is this?” Toz raised his old hand to touch the old woman.

“Da-blood?!” his grandmother was shocked and then turned to Grandma who was suddenly no longer beside him.

“It hurts. Help me, let me die quietly,” said the grandmother behind her. Toz immediately turned his head, and his eyes widened in shock as soon as he saw the terrifying sight.

“A-a-what happened?!” Toz retreated with a trembling body afraid to see the grandmother's body full of gaping incisions that drain blood. Even every time he spoke blood gushed continuously from his mouth, making Toz want to vomit with the rancid and foul smell of the woman.   

The grandmother reached out to Toz to reach him. “Don't touch me! Go!” toz shouted in panic.

The mouth that spurted blood slowly smirked. Wanting to split in two, a terrifying old face before his eyes. “Please. It's very painful. Anyone help me,” said the grandmother approached Toz who was stepping back.

“Do not approach!” pekik Toz retreats in haste.

“Do you do that too?”

“Gyaaaa!” toz shouted as the voice behind shocked him and a hand choked his neck.

“Do you do that too?” ask a beautiful blonde woman. Check it on Toz's neck, making the young man lift up and kick rough air.

“L-let go of me!” Toz gripped tightly onto the woman's arm, even his eyes shuddering in horror catching the sight where the woman's mouth and nose were also draining blood.

“T-to-long, no matter what please me ..” watered the young man stammered.

His eyes were shining on a figure that might help. However, when his gaze collided with the man who had spoken to him earlier, the man smiled. Behind him were even two doberman-like dogs that were pitch-black. Saliva from behind the chainsaw-like fangs dripped there, but was unable to invite Toz's disgust given the strange situation.

“So, are you too?” said the man back. Now, he and his dogs were standing right next to the woman who was strangling his neck. Toz's body the longer he's made. The energy to thrash or sound as if yawning in the body, but the movement of the highlight of his eyes implies something. A meaning of their senseless treatment.

“So, are you too?” the woman said the same thing again.

Toz's gaze slowly fell on him, starting to close his petals, hoping that everything was just a dream and that he would be fine.

“So, are you too?” someone suddenly wakes up. Toz was spontaneously aghast and woke up from his sleep.

“I-ini!” he could not imagine the sight before his eyes. Now, he was no longer under the snowy afternoon sky of the cemetery, but in a large hall with five strange statues inside. The five statues that each part of his chest depicts the emblem of the five rings of ability. A place that Riz Alea has been to. However, the state of the statues was now different.

“How do you feel?” ask for a voice suddenly.

Toz turned to look at him with a gaping look. “You!” In front of him, the man who had been at the funeral with two doberman dogs now stood haughty. “Where is this?! Who are you exactly?!” 

“Look, the blessings of the gods around you. Isn't this so beautiful?”

Toz's expression grew even more irritated as his question was ignored. “Hei Sir! Can't you answer my question correctly? From earlier always ignored,” chirped Toz annoyed. He even stomped his footing.

“If you are given a choice, which sculpture will you choose?”

Toz's face grew even more irritated. But finally he breathed slowly. “It seems you have no intention of answering my question.” He pointed to one of the statues.

“Why did you choose merlindia? (witch?)”

“Hah? The merlindia? (Witch?)” Toz glanced back towards the raised finger. He realized that he pointed to the statue bearing the emblem of the great witch in the world Guide. “Truely too, I've seen the emblem on the ring of the village chief and lord Aza.”

His gaze was distracted by the barking sound of the doberman dog. Honestly, his face was really upset by the existence of men and dogs who were not very helpful in giving information.

“Why are you quiet again? Though from earlier the work was raving,” continued Toz.

“So, why did you choose merlindia? (witch?)”

Toz was silent for a moment. His gaze was unfocused because the dog's saliva dripped quite profusely in front of his eyes. “I like the sign. Black flashy yet beautiful.”

The man tilted his face. The grin vanished. “Did the world have it wrong?”

“Hah?! What are you really saying? I don't understand it at all!” oceh Toz finally. He even walked up to the man as a result of irritation in the chest. “Please speak clearly. This where is it? Why aren't all my friends here? If this is a dream, don't be weird anymore. I need to get out of my sleep quickly. Although this is how I am also a busy person,” grumbled.    

 “Everything has a reason. Whether it is life, events, happiness, darkness, death, all have their reasons. The gods only see, deserve or not something to be noticed depending on its value. So, what's your value until the gods notice you?”

Toz gasp. That person's words were completely outside of his logic. “I swear, I don't understand what you're saying. Can't the sentence be made easy? I really don't understand.”

“Will a figure without darkness return to bring light or tragedy? The ceiling started screaming, they slowly crawled out looking for a backrest. The dead don't have to come back. The ground can't ignore the moment his blood tries to get free to the surface.”

“Hah?” Toz gave a strange look at the words he heard.

“Those who sin cannot be free. The pool of blood and tears already represented the situation. No one is sorry. No one is sad. They only curse the gods, will sin in the body that begins to be forgotten.”

Toz gulped roughly at his saliva. That sentence really felt horror to him. It makes no sense but has a clear meaning now. “That, are you a god?”

Speaker Toz smiled. “Is the world wrong? Why do you curse the gods for your sins?”

Toz gasp. “You?” his heart hesitated to continue. He was silent for a moment, staring fixedly at the figure of the man with half his face shattered. “Are you a god? That question really ...”