
"Wake, Cu... Open your eyes" a soft voice rebuked them.
Both of them opened their eyes slowly, they were still afraid in front of them this part of the creature earlier.
The two were fixated on seeing two silhouettes in the shape of a pair of humans with the appearance of an ancient kingdom, which was clearly not typical European clothes or other Asian countries.
"Who are you?" tanya Angga ventured to face the two figures.
"We are no one, which we would like to thank all of you who have released us.
May our help be enough to repay your kindness, if not... Let us remain with you" replied the shadow-shaped man in customary clothing complete with his crown.
Angga and Dhania were confused by his words, what did that mean? Thanking you? Help out?
"Don't worry, they've vanished for good. Hopefully.." sahut silhouette shaped a royal woman.
The two shadows shone, their golden-yellow rays of light shimmering illuminated the entire garden. It has a firefly effect, so beautiful to look at.
"Can explain? honestly we don't understand" asked Angga again.
"We are souls locked in that treasure you carry, we were locked up there thousands of years ago, no matter how many centuries we were in there.
We were forced into it, in the old days, precisely when we were alive and victorious, there was a shaman allied with demons and other evil jinn.
We are very opposed to black magic, especially like to use human or other living things. For there is no good in that deed.
We were the kings and queens of that era, ordering to leave every corner of the country to eradicate black magic. At that time we did not know there had been a misunderstanding between our soldier and a magic shaman who thought he was a shaman of black magic.
So that his son and wife were forced to follow them and locked up also tortured, told to admit that the husband and father of the child was a shaman of black magic.
Feeling innocent, of course, they did not admit to making the soldiers there torture them to death.
The woman's husband and father, along with his son, are angry and plan to avenge the death of his family, by allying with the devil and the jinn.
They spread infectious and deadly diseases, many villagers and residents of this country who contracted and died in vain. They also attacked the palace.
One by one the soldiers and their families suddenly died horribly.
Until we made their sacrifices for the offerings of the demons and the jinn, but you should know... There is no perfect evil, no demon just ascends the throne of power.
Thanks to the protection of our gods, we were protected even though we were dead in the hands of the demon bastards. At least our souls are not locked away by those bastard demons!
But in exchange, our souls were oscillating in this mortal world. Unnatural death is not accepted by heaven, and it is also karma for us to allow our soldiers to be negligent" the queen explained.
Angga and Dhania gawked at their stories, not expecting them to be able to listen to a real version of the fairy tale from its direct source. Although the story is tragic..
"Then all the heirlooms in the room were also contained?" ask Dhania.
"Yes, but we're not the same as them. The inhabitants of the other sacred objects are evil beings, they are ready to devour whatever they encounter.
They need not worry, we have locked them in their sacred things and locked them in a box.
Right now they're locked up in the deepest, most dangerous ocean in the world, so no human will ever find them, and vice versa.
Since we've bounced their chests, there won't be any creature that will find them" the king said.
Angga and Dhania mangosteen listen to their story that is quite exciting.
"Then, wait a little bit. You are free please enjoy your freedom" said Dhania.
"It's not that easy, young man. We who are confined in that sacred object for centuries have become accustomed to it.
Inevitably, that thing has become our home. But we do not want just anyone who has it, if it is abused it will be very dangerous for the survival of mankind" replied the queen.
"Because you are the first to find and free us, and you are also good people then we want to be with you" said the king.
"We're not as good as you think we can sell this thing later. Because this object is very expensive made of gold" said Angga fishing them.
"I know who we are facing right now, even though we are neither God nor Gods, but we know your heart. Please take us, someday we will be useful to you, especially at times like these" the queen assured them.
It seemed that Angga and Dhania were thinking about something, they were also discussing it because it was not an easy matter to guard such sacred objects, let alone they were just ordinary humans.
"Alright, but help us also overcome other supernatural things. Because we are still very new to this world" said Angga tested their knowledge.
"We know this is nothing new to you, especially to you, young man. Your family is full of mysteries and curses!
There is only one way the only way that can overcome it is in the hands of your sister, she is also not alone there are friends who will always help her.
And you sweet girl, you guys will be as dumb as we are. Stay with him, you will face every problem together later" said the king.
"Are you great, all your guesses are right. If the last question does not need to be explained we already know, because all this time we have always been together in any case" replied Angga sumringah.
"How, will we be accepted?" ask the king impatiently.
"Wait a minute, there's a question that's been pestering me. How do you overcome the evil beings that come out of these sacred things? In that stuff a lot.
And the way you moved them to that far sea? Same one more... We heard nothing when you defeated the creatures" asked Dhania curiously.
"That's what you'll know, right now we can't explain anything about our strength. What is clear is that we will use this power for good only, there are no casualties or offerings" said the queen.
hearing that, their hearts were relieved. At least these two creatures will not trouble them someday, he thought.
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