Descendants To Seven
The Fire

The young man did not realize that there was a girl he loved in the flames. The sobs and cries of Natan's family sank amid the cries of the people watching those who maintained the rest of his life.

The young man went straight to his room. There was guilt because the one in the middle of the fire was the family of the girl he loved. When he was in the room. He tried to justify his actions. Even though he realized that it was all wrong.

He was helped by the Natan family when he almost died. But instead of giving them back, he killed them. While daydreaming, someone knocked on the door.

"Prince, may I come in" said the princess, who led Crescentia to the burning.

"What do you need?" asked the young man not happy.

"I brought some wine, to enjoy when the witch girl was grilled," said the girl happily.

Without being told to enter he barged in and then headed for the window that led to the field.

"Wow a very beautiful sight. Look prince. The girl started to burn." he said as he pulled the young man's hand.

Lazily he looked down at the wide open window. It was clear the girl he loved was in the fire. His eyes widened and he ran down the stairs.

"Ench the fire!" repeatedly shouted.

The soldier misunderstood. They just poured more kerosene. Frenziedly swallowed his voice. Some even looked happy when he came. They thought the young man wanted to witness firsthand.

"I said put out the fire!" screams crying.

Since no one listened to her he tried to help her by jumping into the fire and releasing her. But the soldiers held him. The most luxurious robed man of all suddenly stood up and approached him.

"What are you doing?!" angry shouting.

"Papa, please let him go...!" crying cuba.

Hearing his words the most beautiful city man was angry. Then the soldier took him to his room. He did not want his son's cry to be heard by the people and made his family lose face.

And the girl who lived in the young man's room enjoyed the sight of one family turning to ashes with a glass of wine in her left hand.

Suddenly the dream was all so dark. The twins body. There are people who seem to call them. But the names mentioned are not Ray and Teresa. Te Apoyo and Te Espere.

"From today your name is no longer Ray but Te Apoyo." said Dion beside Ray.

"And from today your name is Te Espere" Lina told Teresa.

Ray slowly wakes up from his long dream. So too with Teresa. Dion and Lina welcomed this.

"Thank you for helping our children" Dion told a psychic.

The psychic looked at Ray and Teresa sharply.

"I was just doing my job" he said later. Then he excuses you to go home.

Dion did what the psychics ordered. He cannot call his sons and daughters by old names.

"Your son and daughter are sworn in. There was a name promised to them. Try to remember something." recalls Dion when the psychic first divined and read his cards.

"Ray from now on, your name is no longer Ray. But Te Apoyo." said Dion.

"And Theresa was no longer the Teresa. But Te Espere.

Everyone clapped their hands while frowning. An unusual name for someone and a strange impression. But they clapped as the person next to them clapped. And so on until the entire invitation clapped.

Show a shaking event. Ray refused to shake hands by touching. So he just put his right palm on his left chest and slightly bent down every time someone asked him to shake his hand.

Different from Teresa. He welcomed their hands. But every time he touched them the look on his face suddenly turned strange. Sometimes surprised, sometimes scared. Sometimes it is like losing consciousness.

When the show was over he told me what he was going through. Then he took Ray's hand as if they were shaking hands.

"Why is it different?" he mumbled like he was talking to himself.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, but when I shake hands with someone, I feel like I can see their past" Teresa replied.

They feel there are many mysteries stored in their families. Mystery about those who can see the end of a person's day. Mystery about a spirit that is sucked if it touches Teresa. And the mystery of Ray that can make others see spirits with just a touch of skin.

It is also about sharing vision and energy-draining telepathy. And the same dream. And weird. All such as coming from a big old house in their dreams.

"Does this have anything to do with the house you bought?" teresa Mumbles.

"Do you know why you bought that house?"

"The word mama is the ancestral home of the father's grandfather," Teresa replied, recalling Lina's words at the time.

"Is anyone from the papa family a psychic?" ask Ray to investigate.

"I don't know" replied Teresa.

Then he recounts the beginning of his meeting with Dion. And Ray nodded in understanding. Then they agreed to ask their father about it tomorrow.

That night the twins slept uneasily. The dream they had a few days ago seemed to repeat itself. A beautiful girl in the fire. Crying watched his family experience the same rice as them.

While he looked at the man who proposed to him, he enjoyed their suffering from the window of his room. With a woman and sweet wine in their hands.

"I curse you... Your descendants will experience more painful things than we have experienced. All my abilities will pass to your seventh descendant. Forever your seventh descendant will not live in peace" he said, crying sobbing.

"Until you can feel what I feel" he said.

"I curse you prince Alexander!" he shouted as the young man he rejected was right in front of him.

Ray and Teresa were snapped out of their dreams. Heart rate is racing faster. And they had trouble breathing and both were crying like their forefathers. Who cried because he watched the girl he loved was eaten by the heat of the fire.

Their cries were heartbreaking making both of their parents wake up. Dion and Lina split up to meet their children. Both are choking and hard to calm down.

"Darling... You why? Let's tell mom. Are you having weird dreams again?" lina said to Teresa.

"Why are you, Ra, Te, Te Apoyo, why are you?" asked Dion who was about to call his son by his old name.

A pair of eyes looked at the four of them. He had no trouble seeing the four men even though his gaze was blocked by a wall. It was as if the walls of the house and the walls of the rooms of the two children Dion and Lina were translucent.

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