SATRIO.
CH 147S

As the son of a swordsman who moksa several centuries ago, Damar Jati moved dimensions to the realm of darkness where the demon kingdom is located. The devotion he brought from the human world really caught the attention of the demon lord back then.

Damar Jati was accepted and given a special place, passed as the king's adopted son so as to get the opportunity to gain the same knowledge as Nergal and other demon princes in the black magic environment.

His war as the son of darkness is not much different from his adopted brothers. Damar Jati transformed himself into a demon with various dark magic that he learned.

Chaos began to occur because of the posture of Damar Jati which is very different from dark creatures such as Nergal. His handsome face could not be hidden, stirring up a third of the kingdom as all the demons of the female gender began to be infatuated with him, not least the empress, concubines and princesses of the demon king themselves.

Initially Damar Jati enjoyed being an idol of female demons, her irresistible charm made it easy to get a magic book and knowledge of empowerment from her fans.

However, gradually it was no longer pleasant, but very troublesome as the demonic wives began to chase him blatantly and began scrambling to get him. They started killing each other for Damar Jati.

The situation is more complicated because the king does not accept the empress to fall in love with his adopted son, and then Damar Jati who already has no body in the world is worshiped to be finished off.

Damar was almost killed every time, because in just a few minutes, there was always someone hunting him. Damar Jati tried to escape from the kingdom by hiding in the room of concubines who rarely visited the king. Utilize the woman's demonic love to get out of the heavily guarded area by Nergal and the rest of the royal army.

A fierce battle ensued, the demon kingdom poranda, one king's son and two concubines fell victim to Damar's ferocity while trying to escape.

In his escape to the black forest, Damar Jati met with the master who was hunting spiritual beings to fill his artificial heirloom. And Damar Jati who was in hiding accidentally entered a trap to be captured by the master.

Damar Jati survives the demon chase when the empress takes him out of the dark world's black forest and back to the human world. Damar finally agreed to be the heirloom of the master's lanang.

A magical heirloom that is difficult to subdue because of its hot and disastrous nature. The heirloom spirit that always comes out preys on humans, beautiful young women apparently. No exception Asih, the daughter of the master.

The love of the two worlds inseparable makes the master by being forced to accept the request of his son who wants to marry and accompany Damar Jati forever. So with his power, the master placed Asih as the heirloom spirit of the couple Damar Jati.

An heirloom that brings a curse of doom to humans if separated, an oath taken by Damar and Asih as a pair of immortal brides shortly after the empress' daughter chose to leave her body. Moksha.

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Pandji woke up and yawned widely, rubbing his eyes briefly and narrowing to adjust the light falling on his retina. The yellow twilight that was exposed before him made the sleepy young man instantly become fully aware.

"No! It should have been night and I was in the battle against Nergal" muttered Pandji down from the bale-bale and ran around the house. "This must have been Father Guru!"

After twice going around and not finding his ancestors, Pandji began to shout calling his great-grandfather like a child separated from his mother inside the market.

Back then? Once or in a past life that Pandji passed?

Pandji looks for the direction of the sound source which turns out not so far behind the house. A bamboo grove covered the middle-aged man who was lying on top of the bale-bale facing the sky.

As soon as Pandji approached, not only was Father Guru's voice humming while closing his eyes, but the boisterous sound of amphibians in the pond accompanied his singing.

Pandji forgot why the father of this trellis chose to keep frogs rather than fish. Pandji knew that the animal was one of the spiritual animals that always sanctified the name of God.

Magical Eve is very felt, the air that easily silences Pandji who is full of questions, the air that can give peace to his complicated mind. Pandji takes a stand, he sits in a lotus position at the end of the bale-bale right at the feet of his ancestors, concentrating alongside the sounds of nature.

The handsome young man entered in his best meditation when the Romo Guru's son stopped chanting.

Rumekso ingsun nisto ngoyo woro

Howo mekak, howo kang dur angkoro

Senadyan satan gentayangan, tansah gawe rubeda

Hinggo extinction era

Hameteg nyirep geni wiso

Maper hardening poncho, saben ulesing netro

Linambangan kawelasan, paring kamulyan

Sang Hyang Jati Pengeran's

and so on …………

(Kidung Wahyu Kolosebo)

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