
Tonight it's all over. Either a happy ending or an ending that brings sorrow. Muhammad Sakti Dirgantara did not dare to conclude even though only in delusion. For him nothing is happier than living with his wife and growing old together. Although it would not be possible because they are two different beings of the world.
The atmosphere in this place was different than usual. The land of darkness that is always quiet and desolate. Now boisterous by the whispers or cheers of the people of this country. Clan of hunters. A feeling of joy that they have not felt for thousands of years, like being shed tonight.
With sparkling eyes they stared at the human figure standing facing the gigantic chalice of holy fire. A sacred fire that never goes out during the thousand-millennium round. The blue flame glistened against the darkness of the night. The light can illuminate the darkness of a vast expanse of wild grass around a temple-like building that houses it.
The larasati is ready.
The full red moon counts seconds.
Everyone gathered in the place that was considered holy. King Charles, Thomas, the Aerospace Service, and all the people of the Seven Hunting Clans. They were there with the same feeling. But with one hope in line. The return of success and safety of all.
Larasati stood quietly. On top of a giant size stone that also became a buffer of the giant cup. I don't know why there wasn't the slightest bit of fear that he felt just now. Larasati already iklhas. Open your heart and mind. Ready to accept all the possibilities that hit him.
I'm sorry Ma, Pa. I can't yet be a filial and return the favor.
Black clouds slowly enveloped the round object that was shining full in the sky. Not a single star was seen accompanying. Slowly but surely the moon was covered in a black shadow that turned red. Swallowed the shining white object and turned it into a bright red moon.
The time has come.
Larasati walked over to a small table beside her. Then he grabbed the knife lying beside the small cup. Slowly but incumbently he pointed the knife at his palm.
With a heart. I sacrificed myself for the salvation of all the creatures on earth. Swapped one of my lives for thousands of lives who were fighting for their lives.
Sakti who saw that wanted to run and prevent everything from happening. He can't afford. But his arm was already held by Thomas. Then Thomas shook his head slowly. Makes Sakti retreat slowly.
Sreek.
The sharp blade flashed with the dragon head-shaped handle that scratched the skin of his palm. A thick red liquid flowed profusely from the deep enough wound scratches. Larasati raised her hand above the holy grail. Let the drops of blood contained in a container that he said was never full even though filled all the water in the ocean.
The wind blew away the scent of his blood. Make all hunters feel the turmoil want to memngsa extraordinary. King charles who realized that, swiftly formed a level ten energy dinging. Walls of light that dazzle the eyes. Protect around the temple where Larasati is located. Obstructing all the worst possibilities if there are people who can not resist the scent of blood.
Without anyone realizing. Without everyone's knowledge. All the Gods in the Dark Country witnessed the event. A God who could be said to be the leader of the Gods, smiled faintly.
“The firmness and sincerity of the human heart are worthy of our respect,” he said, gazing at all the Deities who saw it with a frown.
All the Gods gathered in the Sky Palace were silent. Look at each other.
“Ocean gods, come down you. Go inside the holy grail and make it full.” Petanya.
“Good Baginda.” The pair of Gods nodded slowly. It disappeared as fast as the wind and slid to the earth.
In the journey of the pair of Gods, a glittering light accompanied their journey. The gods feel familiar, they are signed,“Maikat from heaven,” they said simultaneously.
It didn't take long, they reached above the skies of darkness. Paused. Staring at the glittering light that still accompanied their journey.
“What if that makes an Angel from heaven, come to this place?” Ask the God of the Sea.
“I am commanded to guard the soul of the future Heavenly Angel,” The voice of that beam of white light. ”Please do whatever you have to do,” Add.
The pair of Gods nodded, then darted quickly into the holy grail.
Larasati. The cup is full, it closes perfectly. He slowly retreated. Then an unseen voice blew in his ears, “Enter into the fire, let the Goddess of the Moon return to her place.”
Larasati nodded slowly, why did she look down and just shut up. Right now there was only one belief in his heart.
God,withme.
(Hai-hai, BCB loyal readers. This story has entered the final chapters yes.if later the response continues to be good, there will be a second season.thank you everyone.)