The Immortal God of Death
The sleeping corpse, has now opened its eyes.

Hong Li closed his eyes again. Letting his fragile body rest for a moment, a place where he would never see a bright light. Now that he was on the verge of death, his head could not remember what happened while he was still in the middle of the battlefield. The hope of returning to life is no longer a complete hope; the reality that has destroyed everything, starting from a friend in his life, is complete, he was the one who took everyone's life.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world. The fallen leaves are breaking. Cover some sides of the ground below it. As for the sky, many clouds were clustered. Ash bright color her. The dark clouds had finished sending out its torrential rain, leaving behind water that was falling slowly.  On the west side, a large kingdom stood tall. Inside, there were several people gathered in his room. 5 people stood around a bed. 1 person in between, sitting on the floor, was standing on the floor, fold both hands as his headstool. Waiting for 1 other person who is lying on his bed.

After a long wait, 4 people left the room. Before leaving one of them, try to invite the man who was sitting on the floor next to the bed. “Chyou please, time for lunch”

The sitting man refused, saying that he wanted to accompany the man who was still lying on his bed. Hearing the repulsion, the emperor only fell silent while leaving his own son to accompany the man who was lying on his bed.

A body lying in front of her, her body cold, as usual, Hong Li was very peaceful as he fell asleep. Unlike the man who was waiting to wake up. He looks agitated. His eyes could not be separated from the figure lying in front of him. Dreaming that the wind of life will make her re-grown. For 2 years he lay motionless on his bed.

When Chyou Chen realized that he had seen something similar like this. He got up, and moved, he sat on the edge of the bed. His hand held one of the men's hands in front of him. His hands felt so cold, there was no warmth flowing in his hands. Things like this, he finally did for his second time; first he did to a man whose life span was short lived. Her body is cold. His gaze was glared before he would fall asleep. However, after he fell asleep, his body did not move, and only breathed.

Just like this time. In the same body, but different possession. However, his constant worry felt as if death would take the soul of the owner of this body for the second time.

“Are you not tired, just lying down and sleeping on the bed like this?” his voice choked, unable to continue the words. Chyou Chen clasped his hands tightly. Channeled his spiritual energy through the hand he held.

“I'm sorry, Hong Li. I was too weak to save you on the battlefield when it” his voice grew hoarse. As soon as his eyes caught a glimpse, the face of the man lying in front of him continued to imagine the face of a friend who had occupied this body, but had died a few years ago.

In the next moment, Chyou Chen stopped channeling his spiritual energy. Look at the man for a moment. And began to caress her beautiful hair gently. "Until when are you going to close your eyes like this, Hong Li” he pulls back his hand. Then dropped his head right next to the man's ear. Her long hair was breaking, hiding the side of her face that was crying bitterly.

“I beg you to open your eyes Hong Li. After this, I promise to be strong and will keep you at all times. I won't let anyone hurt you again”

Hoarseness now fills the hearing. Although his cries were heard coming out of the room, the emperor still did not allow anyone into his son's room.  For a while she cried in such a position. A soft touch touched above his back.

“Chyou Chen, stop. No need to cry. I'm here”

His soft voice rang out to the ears of the name owner. He was shocked and woke up from his position. His eyes were wide open, not believing what he saw. The man who had been asleep for years on his bed, now woke up with a gentle gaze straight at himself.

“Sorry, I've troubled you young master Chen” his gaze is livid, his voice is like a man who has just woken up from his sleep.

“Best is Hong Li. Your body has not returned to how it was. T-Stay be here, I'll get you some medicine and food for you” he took his eyes off, wiped his wet face with one of his hands. Then get up from his seat.

His hand quickly, grasped the man's wrist. “If you don't mind, will you accompany me for a moment. Please don't leave me alone” her head is a little down. Making the other person speechless confused.

He sat back down, alternating which he now holds the hand of the man in front of him. “Hong Li? You okay?”

“Yes, I guess so” slowly her head back up. Now her eyes are in direct contact with the face of the man who continues to show an anxious expression on her.

“So, How long have I been lying here?” even though his head was raised. After asking, Hong Li turned his gaze back.

Chyou Chen replied. “About 2 years after the war it ended”

“War?” Hong Li was surprised and looked back at the man in front of him.

“Have forgotten it. Other times I'll tell you everything about you”

Hearing such unfamiliar remarks to a cold-blooded man like Chyou Chen saying such a thing, made Hong Li smile and laugh a little. "What has happened to you young master Chen, it is not usual that you would say such a thing"

Chyou Chen turned his gaze away, saying. "Why are you laughing? what's so funny about my words?"

"Hehehe no. sorry-sorry"

"Do you think my attitude is strange?" Chyou Chen slightly turned his head back towards the man next to him.

Hong Li smiled and nodded slowly. “Slightly.but that's not a problem for me. Thank you young master Chen"