
They sat back together, not long after Lina's phone rang casually she pulled out her mobile phone from her pocket and saw the screen call in ‘IBU’ quickly she answered the call. She plans to stay away from the others but Yumina does not let Lina pass with Lina's resigned face sitting back down she hardens the call so they can hear Lina's mother's voice clearly. In their conversation her mother asks Lina to come to celebrate Lina's birthday, of course she refused but her mother remained attached so what could Lina do if it was a request from her mother she could only accept and agree to her mother's orders. After speaking Lina ended the call she leaned her head on the sofa seat sluggishly while sticking up on her mind at once also drifting, soaring, his ears were closed he did not hear V and Yumina was talking about the concept of his birthday celebration.
“If it is not wrong I will die when I reach 18 years old, there is still one more week chance I” Her mind does not stop babbling until she regains consciousness when Yumina nicks her nose.
“Is there a problem Lina? You're not excited or you're sick?” It is this habit that Lina does not like to worry about excessively.
“It's okay” Lina fixed her position and stared at the grocery bag, she pulled slowly in front of him some kind of cake and drinks she took out and put on the table and offered them to V, Yumina and Cerol.
“Eat!” Said brief. They replied to Lina with a rather heavy tone.
That night they chatted casually the matter with the thugs earlier no one dared to open the conversation, they kept a lot of questions in mind but did not dare to ask, for that Lina melted the stiff atmosphere, which was very difficult, he tries to start with the funny and mystical stories he has experienced. One to three stories start to change the mood. Yumina, V and Cerol also shared the story, the sound of laughter tickling until a loud laughter was created echoing beautifully.
Like a sea of dead people all lying on the floor unconscious. Scars of blood dripped from the corners of my lips as red as I cleaned, what I had done was of course there was a consequence of my hunch saying they would ask for a thank you. In their past lives, they were normal people, they had families, they had friends, they had homes, they had love and they had lovers. They want to have it all once again reincarnation is the only way for them to get all their desires.
It is sad that only I can do that to make them reborn, which is why they have been behind me for 1000 years to be reincarnated, why for so long as they are seen in life now they are vampires from various tribes, each of their tribes determine the position in power and the food chain. Worldly sins are attached to their first stage of spirit cleansing then the second stage of purification and the last stage of obligatory formation before entering the reincarnation cycle, the way of life will be determined in accordance with the agreement related to the wheel of the cycle so that it can be reborn repeatedly according to their goodness and karma in the previous life.
During a long sleep they tried to wake me up so that their time was not wasted it seems like all this was planned carefully. Three months of waiting for so long paid off the perfect spirit cleansing already completed the next stage of purification while waiting for them to recover from the spirit cleansing rest for a while should not matter, no matter, not just sleep but carry out the process of purifying the soul with the help of their blood that has been consumed so that I am also ready to carry out purification on them. The length of the process is indeed, it is easy if you want to turn a human into a vampire but changing a vampire into a human takes a long time indeed no consequences but sacrifice time instead, it's been lucky enough that 1000 years is a short time reincarnated.
Back in the old house of rest as well as the place of eternal death and new birth but also can not be dubbed the tribunal of the breed of those who come and go must first stop at my place what is the purpose? As I said, this old house is the connecting door of those who have not really died in the world because there is still a deep grudge that is why they cannot spray bridges, it was near the old house so when it was about to cross they would return to the old house yard. Will not be able to enter the court and connect with the reincarnation cycle until the spirit is completely clean.
The inhabitants of the old house are getting more and more the last time I came here was not this crowded. The hatred of love that makes their lives so lost, the worldly things they will not be able to have are still left behind and the cause of their trapped in worldly pleasures, making them walk the path of others means no understanding of life. Forget about karma waiting while still expanding.
Nothing has changed from this place the gray color that covers the eyes of the people here is all closely related to their lives, as much as the color that is seen means that soon they can cross. Bad feelings sometimes arise in the heart of wanting to help them so that their spirits are calm and independent of worldly affairs but what power though the control is on me but will not be able to happen if permission has not obtained from him.
“Stop!” The voice of the young lady was cracking up from behind as she walked quickly she came standing behind me.
“You're tired of living? This action of yours is ridiculous, do you know anyone who sassy approaches this house he will not have the opportunity to be related to the reincarnation cycle” Continue proudly raising his voice. Hearing his warning as bright as I turned to look curious about his figure, I looked a bit confused and lowered my head to see the position of his establishment. Understanding what I meant he interrupted quickly while taking a step back.
“If it is forbidden to stand here then what is he doing?” Ask me to hide. Looking back at her eyes, her attitude turned somewhat nervous.
“Hey! Why did you see me for so long was there something on my face?”
“There's still a chance for you to wake up from the coma as long as you can control your arrogance” He's surprised I know about him, he's taking a step back once again.
“Si.Who are you” He is increasingly surprised to find himself being stared at with anger by people around.
I'd better go inside let him himself realize the situation. The sound of the door closing shocked him and turned towards the door, panic and fear made his lips unable to say his instincts ruled his feet taking the thousand steps.
The cold chill of centuries ago made the whole room more like an eternal ice cave, chest tight breathing cold air was very uncomfortable. I looked at the entire room carefully but before long my vision began to blur my body slowly, not knowing what my fate would be like, fucking Eiss hasn't gotten to bed my eyes off first. There was still a little bit of awareness I felt something holding this body that was already tilted 40 degrees while babbling indistinctly.
“Hardness doesn't change at all”
He laid me on the bed staring at me with concern.
It's been a long time when the last time we met he is now a grown man with a different appearance he looks very attractive, all this time I don't know for sure where he is difficult to guess. Maybe he wandered for centuries he wanted to follow the changes of the world as he got older, he didn't want to be bound by the worldly things.