
"His son been found?" arsen asked a cold-blooded Mafia man who had lost his six-year-old son, at the time eleven years ago. Currently, he was performing surgery on the victim who had just been captured by his men.
He began to divide between the heart, liver, pancreas, kidneys, cornea, and some other parts that can be sold to produce abundant wealth.
"To this day not yet, Boss."
"STUPID!" Arsen showed off the scalpel he had in his hand.
Dooorr
Their reflexes were all on their stomachs hearing the gunshot.
Doorr
The black-clothed troops ran to the surgical room. Arsen wanted to go berserk, but hearing the cheers of his men, made him run down the ridge jumping the window.
International police units have surrounded their ever-moving headquarters. Arsen, who did not have time to prepare a firearm, finally held on to the scalpel in his hand.
The tussle they were experiencing in the middle was removing the organs, making them unable to clear all of it and neglected. Arsen was like a frightened patient being chased by the police, and international investigators. His actions that traded organs illegally, really troubling the world community.
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In a corner of the school, there was a heartbreaking sound between the punches, kicks, accompanied by the raucous screams of a seventeen-year-old boy. Everyone there was seen wearing a white-gray uniform.
"Sweak boy! If you still dare to steal my girlfriend's belongings, then you'll feel what death's sacred name is." He jumped up and threw a kick at the student who had curled up motionless.
"Already, Bro! He's not moving anymore!" A comrade restrained himself from continuing the action that made the student nearly lose his life.
"Mampos to you! I'm not scared! My father's money is a lot!" shouted Dandy, a student famous for his pride in the wealth of his parents.
Doorr
Arsen, who was running down the ridge, now fell down. His shoulder, which had been shot before, was shot again. His face frowned but he again tried to get up.
"Where are you going?" ask one of the international federal police units, put a firearm on him.
Arsen glanced at all positions and there just happened to be one person who was in the location closest to him. His face that had just been frowning, grimacing in pain, was now letting out a terrifying grin.
He quickly kicked the hand of the police officer holding the gun, then caught the weapon and this time it was in his hand. Arsen is now again grinning to pull the trigger pointing the gun right at one of the international police.
"Stay away or die?" Arsen smirked making his face look terrible.
The international policeman raised both his hands to move backwards to move away. Unbeknownst to him, from a building has prepared a sniper who has prepared to cram it with a long barrel gun.
Arsen glanced to the left right monitoring the forecast of what would happen. It seems he canceled the intention of releasing one of the policemen. With a quick movement he caught the policeman trying to make him a shield.
Snyper, who had been watching his movements since then, had locked Arsen in his shot. The sudden movement of Arsen made him pull the trigger, and the sound of gunfire echoed.
Arsen stiffened with my blinking eyes. The corner of his lips spit out blood and he collapsed again. Arsen convulsed, the back of his head was seen spewing out endless fresh blood.
"A-Aziel ..." - And his eyes were no longer moving. His body seemed frozen.
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"Darling ... Why did you become like this?"
There was the sound of the cry of a woman whom he longed for. Slowly, he opened his eyes and he saw a beautiful figure dressed in white appearing to be crying. His eyes were sad, now open in disbelief. He saw the figure of his wife who died seventeen years ago, while giving birth to their child.
"Why did you become like this?" The soul was crying before him.
Arsen's hand moved to caress his wife's cheek. He saw the beauty of his wife who has not changed since last met. "Why are you crying?" tanyanya.
Jovita, seen shaking his head with his eyes wistfully. Arsen, dressed in all black, tried to pull his wife in white. However, his steps were held back. There was a figure pulling her forcibly on the left and right sides. The figure was so strong and Arsen did not struggle against it.
"You! Bi*dab human! Now you should enjoy what you've harvested in the world!"
"Arsen continued to wriggle away. However, a gate that made his body smolder was now open."
The enormous gate kept opening. The bigger the opening, the hotter the air he felt. Arsen saw a huge fire. Four thousand times the heat of the sun.
"Amaggh ..." He was in a lot of pain. His body had not hit the fire.
The two beings accompanying his left and right sides again pushed for the man to approach the gate of the blaze. However, Arsen refrained from entering through the blaze.
"Oh man! Why are you scared? You deserve it! This is the punishment you deserve for what you did in the world!"
Arsen kneeled cupped his hands together pleading. "Don't! Don't put me in hell! Give me a chance to improve!" Arsen pleaded with his frightened face.
"WHAT? You say chance? Have you ever prayed, fasted, read the Qur'an, done good?" ask the creature.
Arsen wants to say that he has done well. But his mouth is locked. Not a word he could say.
"You are only a bi*dab man, at will taking human life for your sake. You deserve to be tortured in there!"
Arsen shook his head quickly. "Don't! Please give me a chance."
"You're already m4ti!"
"Help me!" Arsen pleaded again.
Suddenly, Arsen was like crossing such a fast passageway. He saw a body lying alone in the corner of the school. Some people in uniform just left him. Arsen could not stop his fast-moving body from crashing into the body of the already helpless child again.
Some time the mood was quiet. Slowly, the body moved. "Huh ... Huh ... Huh ...." Breathing snorted. He felt tremendous pain all over his body. His bones seemed to crumble apart far from his joints.
"Huh, what's going on?" He tried to overthrow the body in the recumbent position. He took the position as comfortable as possible so that he could take a breath with relief.
After some time, he began to be able to move and glance towards this surrounding and body direction. He was clutching white clothes full of shoes. He realized that he was fifty years old and was wearing a school uniform.
"What's going on?" Arsen touched his face. "Aafrank ...." Now it hurts to feel some bruises even though they are not visible directly to his eyes. He tried to change positions, sitting down.
[What are you thinking? Is this not your wish? ]
Arsen glanced left and right. He sure heard a voice in his brain, but his form could not be seen at all.
[I am the System that will guide you, making the body of this boy you are riding in, rich. ]
Arsen still looked confused. He glanced back at the school uniform attached to his body.
[Aren't you asking for a chance, are you? This time you've got that chance, and it's only been in a hundred days. ]
[This time, your job is to go through the mission of making this young man is to change his destiny and make him a righteous man! ]
Arsen glanced back at the body he was using. "Then, how is he? Did he realize when I used this body?"
[He fell asleep, and slept for a long time. For these hundred days, you have to gather a lot of practice, as savings, so that you can be counted into heaven! ]
Degh ...
"Aaaagghh ...." Arsen held onto the chest that was hurting.
[If you do bad deeds and add to the savings of sin you have, then all the saved practices will be drained. ]
[And you will feel the pain in your whole body like being stung by a deadly stream of electricity! ]
"Aziel! Daniel!" A hooded-faced young man wearing a school uniform, seemed to run after him. Arsen was confused when the name was used to call himself because it was the name of his son who had disappeared eleven years ago.
The young man felt the body worn by this Arsen. "Gue thinks you got beat up by Dandy? But thank goodness! You're all right."
Arsen frowned. He realized that his body was no longer in pain. 'What happened?'
[Happy life as Aziel, the boy you've been looking for all this time! ]