Swordsman Without Friends
People with multiple personalities.

The blood and wounds that adorned the little girl's skin were still growing, the sura of merciful wailing, he said, the cries and moans of pain that came out from the little lips of the boy seemed to only add to the crazy lust of the half-old man named Ki Suta, the whip he used was made of woven water buffalo veins that are clay and strong, can be imagined it feels if the object whack the skin of menusia. let alone still be a boy, he said, even strong adults must be irritated.

''Ampuun guru., please stop, please have mercy on me, sakiit., aakh.!'' the moaning of a young girl sounds getting weaker maybe soon she will faint or even die.

''Don't say much, your whining makes my head feel dizzy.!'' feel it again.!'' grunting Ki Suta as if in a hurry. his eyes reddened his breath was also increasingly hunting.maybe he had long been unable to vent his vile desires until now he became uncontrollable. all he had in mind was torturing the little girl, as if the more the boy whimpered the more pleased he was.

The psychological state of a person can not be ascertained.Often we hear there is a figure who every day looks polite, patient and quiet, suddenly able to finish the lives of others just for trivial reasons. there are also stories of parents who could kill their own flesh and blood or vice versa, the child who had been obedient suddenly went wild to persecute his own parents just because they were not obeyed his will. it all comes back to one's heart and faith.Open up and understanding the feelings of others will make life easier to live.

Some people say, Life is actually very easy, only humans make it difficult.

There are also those who say, Life is difficult, so do not be made more difficult.

It's all just the expression of some people, right or wrong, it all depends on the views of each person.

The boy had fallen to the floor of the hut. bloody red lines adorned almost all his body without pentup. The boy had groaned, writhing weakly on the ground floor and then silent. seeing the boy not picking Ki Suta instead of pity, but even more overflowing his excitement.

''Son of a bitch, son of a bitch, do not pretend to die, wake up now., ayoh wake up I said.!'' he snapped mercilessly without the slightest pity he again swung the whip in his hand smashing the naked body of the pickpocket boy who was already helpless. This guy's brain was really crazy.!

Whips flashed snatched, his voice jolted violently as if tore the soul. The tip of the whip beat the skin of the chest body to tear the skin. Ki Suta was surprised when he felt something pulling hard the end of his whip, until his body was also pulled forward. The level of consciousness of this person's brain is only half. did not know very well what happened, but he did not know what happened, two knives cut off both of his arms.

Ki Suta roared in pain, the whip in his right hand was released. simultaneously a skinny fist hit hard on his chin, followed by a kick towards the stomach made him fall to fall on the wooden table to the point of being crushed.

Using the pieces of wood that had been destroyed by the reot table, Ki Suta's body was hit many times.The old half man cried out in pain, the look on his face that was savage and cruel now turned full of regret and fear.although clearly his tears flowed but he seemed resigned to being thumped. from his mouth only a voice sounded, Excuse this teacher of yours., pardon your teacher., I'm guilty., I'm sorry, I deserve to die..''

''You are indeed worthy of being a depraved bastard..!'' the sound of hateful claps accompanied the flashing of a kitchen knife that hit Ki Suta's throat.

''Don't., don't do that, please stop.!'' the cry of the copet boy as his hands embrace the waist of the checkered young man.Ki Suta's shout and the sound of a wooden rod hitting the teacher's body made the little girl wake up, then with all his energy trying to resist the rampage of skinny young man who is none other than Pranacitra.

Actually, the young man from Mount Bisma had walked far enough to leave the hut Ki Suta, until he was reminded of the kitchen knife given by his teacher Ki Rangga Wesi Bledek who was left there. even if it was just a simple knife, but it was very meaningful and full of memories for him, then this young man rushed back to turn around.

Arriving there, how surprised he was when he heard the sura screams and moans of pain that were interspersed with snapping also the sound of whips whipping the body. she could hardly believe what was in front of her eyes, though she was not sure who the naked little girl was, but the torture she endured was truly cruel.

With overflowing anger and a sense of disgust that clumped, Pranacitra immediately tried to save the little girl, as well as kill KI Suta. at the hands of her kitchen knife that was still lying on top of the bamboo hall. his body and hands moved against Ki Suta's whip.

Ki Suta who was enveloped in anger seemed to be unaware of the presence of others. In his brain and eyes there was only the figure of a naked girl who he had to torture to satisfy his crazy desires.!

''He is my teacher., he is a very good person, never hurt him.!''

Pranacitra. ''You said he was your teacher, a good person you said, a person who has tortured you that cruel still you say good person., have you gone mad.?'' furious Pranacitra.d once hit him to make the old man fell unconscious in the arms of the girl.

''Wait a minute, you say this bad guy is your teacher, as far as I know his student is Coreng., Aah don't-don't, you., you., are..'' Pranacitra gaped without being able to continue his speech.

In front of him the little girl shuffled up to pick up her clothes and then covered her body just like that. The pain in her skin made her moan furrowed eyebrows.

''I am the Coreng., the child pickpocket you know in the market.I am a woman, she is Ki Suta the teacher and my helper.'' said the copet boy. from the story of the little girl that Pranacitra only knew the real situation.

About a year ago Ki Suta hut arrived an old man who was seriously injured and poisoned. It seems Ki Suta recognized this person as an evil human. but as a compassionate healer he could not let someone in need just die in front of him, let alone this dying person already begging him.

With his great medical knowledge Ki Suta was able to heal some of the old man's internal external wounds, while the ferocious poison that had incubated his body could only be halved. from the narration of the old man named Resi Bajul Getih was trying to escape from an enemy because he lost his knowledge and was seriously injured, he said, he continued to flee until he unknowingly passed through a place called the Valley of a Thousand Poisons. There he was poisoned. Strangely when asked where the Valley was located, Resi Bajul Getih replied that he did not know exactly, even when trying to remember him he seemed to turn like a madman and dazed.

It is said that the place is said to be called the Valley of a Thousand Poisons because the air and all objects in the valley contain ferocious poison.let alone to enter, just passing around it can cause death. so do not be surprised if the valley is called a forbidden place for martial people.

''As an expression of gratitude Resi Bajul Getih gave Ki Suta a piece of leather handing containing writings and images that explain a strange high-level medical science..''

''Resi Bajul Getih has been trying to learn the science of medicine which reportedly can increase the inner energy and sharpness of the five senses many times higher, but always fails. finally the sheet was given to Ki Suta. after that he was gone.'' said the girl continued her story. Pranacitra was only silent in his heart he gasped when he heard the name of the Thousand Poison Valley mentioned. ''Isn't that the name of the valley the same as the one written on Ki Rangga's secret map.?'' tense mind.

''Why are you just quiet.?'' ask the girl in wonder. ''Eeh it's okay, just keep your story going.'' the young man tried to distract.

''Because of the interest of Ki Suta trying to learn the science of medicine that he thought if he managed to improve the magic and five senses, it will be easier for him to provide treatment to those in need., he said., a noble intention, but unfortunately sometimes good intentions do not always bear good fruit as well..''

''What happened next.?''

''Teacher can indeed increase his inner strength and magic.proven he is able to withstand the spread of cold poison that attacks you.but his five senses do not experience the slightest increase..''

''Finally the teacher tried again, but unfortunately he accidentally made a mistake that resulted in his soul becoming wild, his brain was also less sane. since then he often tortured me, he often tortured me, but after being satisfied he always cried regretting his actions.he had tried to control himself, but always unable..''

''So in short he had to vent all the evil air that was raging in his soul by torturing you.?'' Pranacitra tried to guess. ''Indeed, he whom I know for a moment of compassion is like being someone else cruel and savage.!'' the boy hugged his teacher tightly.