Death Games
Kuyang Diary

Now, Kuyang's steps arrived at a pool of blood. The surface was filled with corpses without heads.

“Ayo,” shrinks suddenly. And the wolf bowed as if bowing to him. I climbed it so that they passed through the pond even though they had to step on the bodies in the waters there.

After a while, they arrived at a cave. There are many blue green crystals inside. Exudes a beautiful charm but also cools the bones. The more light passed at the end there almost reached Kuyang.

And finally his figure arrived in front of a gigantic altar. More like the actual hall, but the ascension steps were surrounded by fire. The expanse is similar to the lily garden that is on top of the court.

“It seems to have arrived,” cleanly and then look around him. “Come,” finished saying that, the wolf instantly spewed out a crate.

Full of carvings on the cover, but in the dominance of ancient writing. And I don't know how to read it.

“You really owe me, Reygan. Do you know what? I took the trouble to steal this tomb. All these years I lost strength just to get it, and you really have to pay me after all.”

His hands slowly touched the tomb.

“Come. Prohibit encanteri, bloodeya calsea, abteriov roomara ensa levarian! (Destroyed spell, bloody calling, open living space!)”

Instantly, the chest shook violently. Green rays began to radiate there, along with similar apparitions also appearing in the hands of unexpected figures.

“A-what-what the fuck?!” pekik Raguel Exon. Surely his glowing right palm caused the shock of his audience.

“Raguel!” surprised Revtel saw it.

“This,” Doctor Cley's shock upon seeing the green ray in his hand. “Maybe—” and the figures who were with him also frowned confused face watching him.

“Long, this is impossible!” Izanami Forseti was trembling at her condition. He who was in Lagarise with his comrades also stared in disbelief at the bright glint in his right hand. 

“Zeus Vortha,” murmured Bragi Elgo in his resting house. His eyes stared fixedly at the flaming light that appeared in his palm.

While Barca Asera and Noa Krucoa, his jaw was equally stiffened when watching the incident that hit them at their respective homes.

“Your Majesty! What light is that?! I saw it from your bedroom window. Therefore—” Serpens speech was cut when he found a bright green light emerging from behind the curtains that protect the King gyges' bed.

“It looks like someone is playing fire,” murmured Aegayon Cottia. He no longer sleeps as before. The position is now sitting with focus towards the palm of the hand.

“I'm sure something is wrong,” said Aza looking towards the window. “Come we're back!” bring him.

“Wait! What is this?!” reve's sentence managed to stop his steps. While the figure was still trying to find his snake, he found a strange cloth on the sidelines of the bookshelf that had been torn apart by Aza. Take it and check it.

“Looks like a noble shirt.”

“See the emblem.”

The young leader narrowed his eyes. “This is the coat of arms of the dracula nation. Ignore it, we must be able—” Aza silent because he felt an unusual wind. Especially decorated with the smell of carnation from between empty spaces where the cloth was tucked before.

There was a trace of where it was. And again the wind and the stench is emanating from there.

“Retreat!” his orders to Reve Nel Keres. Spontaneous magma tail only appeared and destroyed the shelf along with the books.

Surely the crutcher was a bit surprised to see the action, but what they got was quite extraordinary. A door, but there's a trace of a scratch on the surface. And the higher-up again broke him with his brutal.

Shock hit them. Right in front of the eyes, many corpses hung themselves there. The chests of those people were completely empty. A sign that his heart has been removed from his body.

Reve still could not believe what he had just witnessed. While Aza, switch to a table. There were three books in plain sight, two empty and one filled with his gala writing.

It seems that the book belonged to someone.

“What is this writing? I can't read it,” muttered Reve saw it.

“I don't know what's wrong,” said Aza suddenly.

“What are you mocking?” confused Reve saw it.

“Fill his.”

“I don't know. Probably because of my mom's memory.” Reve nodded and cursed at him. Aza continued reading the book she was holding. “The tears scared me. We love him, and admire him. She should have been the queen of the Titans. But the God-Fuckers who dreamt the Noblest chair were interfering with his dreams. Until the war broke out and we were sent to jail.”

“Agrible. I can't forget the torture there. I feel alive but dead too. Like emptiness, and longing for all also whack. My affection for His Holiness Helga Nevaeh. We love him, the followers of Hadesia admire him a lot. Whatever he says we will share with all our hearts, even if we have to die, such is the beauty he has that blinds us.”

“Trust me, Your Majesty Helga. Our dream of liberating the Titans will surely be fulfilled. Those god fuckers will kneel to us for bragging about his power.”

“I, as your loyal follower, promise to free you. Whatever happens you have to wait for us.”

“Dear to you, Your Highness Helga.”

Aza turned the paper next. And in front of the eyes of the two young men appeared a strange image like a figure nailed to a tree. The two stared at each other and focused again on the contents of the next paper.

“I don't know how long I've been locked up here. Although it can move, but the chain that hit my heart so hurt. Look, they've been feeding me a lot of corpses all this time. But baby, the skin is too thick to be a diary book. Looks like I should thank Orfeus for teaching this.”

Again, the next round of paper contains a strange image. Now a woman who eats a little child greedily. I must admit that the picture is so amazing. Maybe the engraver has high art in channeling his imagination to be displayed through his book.

“I heard, the three Gods have already been punished by them. Two high-ranking Gods and a Noble. Who else if not Apophis. I'm sure he must have regretted betraying the Titans, because now those god damn gods are stabbing him. I don't like it very much, but I don't hate it either. If I knew where he was, I'd use Apophis to kill them all. Isn't that a good idea? Given his abilities is the darkness that devours everything.”

“I must also meet the two Gods. But who are they? I don't know. I only know that one sleepyhead and another slacker are amazing. If all three were convicted of their treason, what kind of torture would he receive?”

“Dipasung huh? Or crucified. It is impossible for execution considering they cannot die. Ah, if the Gods kill each other isn't that better? I really have to find all three. Start where? This chain still ties me. I have to get away from here.”

And the next image actually made the two young men speechless. A beautiful girl hugging a flower. His hair was long, and there were horns on his head. Also a strange creature behind his back.

Aza quickly turned over the next sheet to be read.

“Again, they came carrying a corpse. Singing as the most sacred figure, in fact those people use the worshipers as my food. Who is more cruel? The gods or us the perverts? I always wondered about that.”

“After thinking long, I now understand. Why did the Noble betray all. The Titans, so wise and so high, while he was quite generous. Contrary to the world of heaven. If Apophis were here, wouldn't he be able to free me?”

“Even his figure is willing to give inappropriate ambrosia for us. His affection was too much on the devotee, but that was his weakness. He was familiar with the people from the caste under his feet. I don't like the rules of the heavenly world that set us apart. Although in fact we have great respect for your decision, Your Excellency Helga.”  

“Why did you stop?” sela Reve is still curious about her follow-up reading.

“Aren't we here too long?”

“Leave it. Read the next sentence,” urged Reve to him.

Inevitably the young higher-ups turned the page. But there's no picture there. In how many blank sheets does not contain. Until finally only at the end of which there is writing.

“Keparat! Goddamn bum! Damned creatures! I swear, I'll kill them all! I will eat them, I will make his soul the key to the freedom of my comrades in the world. Look, you'll get the pay! A wandering creature! Thirteen nations! You will be shipwrecked in our hands the perverts of Hadesia!”

Instantly Aza and Reve glanced at each other confused because of the writing listed in the diary.

“And you damned bastard! Your betrayal will be paid for by all! Because of you we're ruined! And because of you too we're locked up forever. Look, I'll be free soon! And I will eat all the guiders in the world in retaliation for you destroying my whole family!”

“I Kuyang, with my cursed scodeaz (controller) will torture you all!”

After reading it, Aza closed the book. It was given to Reve so that the young man accepted it and went back to flipping through its contents.

“Any,” murmured suddenly.

“What?”

“It looks like the problem that befell the book owner is quite bad.”

“It's none of my business,” replied Aza casually. His eyes were fixed on a strange sword in the corner of the door. “What is this weapon possible?” be puzzled. But the moment it touched it, an unusual sensation seeped into the soul.

I don't know what happened, Aza Ergo's view completely darkened.