My Soul: Story of Shinigami
Soul Thieves

A man seems to be busy preparing his rice equipment. At dawn he had to go downstairs. But somehow his toddler daughter seemed to cry from dawn like a sign to the father. Indeed said the little boy was still pure and could feel a bad premonition.

But it was removed from the mind of the father he was more concentrated on preparing a flashlight. Even though dawn is over but the sun is still shy to hide behind the hills. He had to pass through the forest and tea plantations before he could get to his rice fields. After saying goodbye, the father immediately turned on the flashlight. I don't know why he felt so bad when he left home. Especially through the expanse of tea gardens that are still quiet.

Slowly in the middle of the faint rays of the sun he saw fireflies, it was natural fireflies appear in the countryside but strangely fireflies appear at night instead of dawn like this. The firefly glowed red as if hypnotizing the father. The light makes the hair goosebumps. The father wanted to run immediately as he stared at the large black silhouette resembling a kingkong standing before him.

But what power, fear makes his feet mute unable to compromise. He stood there with a stifled voice. The figure approached and grabbed the gaunt body of the father with both hands raising the body high up to level with the huge black creature. The creature was propped up with the bitch's red eyes.

Then came the white smoke from the mouth of the father who was propping up. The smoke was like being sucked by force making the father groan slowly before his body was sprawled with the pulse almost stopped. The black figure disappeared along with the appearance of the morning dawn. The weak body of the father was found by the plantation worker who was about to pick tea.

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The wind blew rather quickly, the branches moving wildly as if shaken. Alian stood looking at the sky. Prilly in his old blue sportswear seemed to drift a meter from the grass, occasionally rising higher and then down slowly and up again, and so on Prilly training in a hill behind the school. His hands stretched out as if he was about to fall.

“Concentration” shouted Alian at Prilly who was still tearing like a weed wobbling in the wind.

“What do you think?” alian asked looking at Ryota who was sitting casually under a tree. The young man sat cross-legged while pointing his cell phone camera at Prilly.

“The better. The light, has not increased color?”

“But.” Alian sighed softly. “New zambrud green ray. said Donny, he has rainbow beam.”

“How am I?”

“Lumayan.” Alian fell to his back, not knowing that Ryota was looking in annoyance at him. Just as Ryota is about to join, Alian gets a distress call from Jigoku.

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Jigoku headquarters was busier than usual, there were many reports of residents suddenly disappearing. A strange case that has never happened. Dozens of agents seemed busy tweaking the keyboard and walking back and forth. Paper sheets were everywhere. Donny, a 29-year-old man who is a senior there is not able to relieve his anxiety. His gaze was fixed on the photos of several people lying in a coma in an all-white room.

“What is this?” Alian arrived with a face no less panicked.

“They're commas. Their souls stolen.”

“Stolen?”

“Yes. What are we supposed to do? Already some who find out but there is no definite information.”

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