The Forgotten Creator's
It's Time

After six months of training, we mastered each other's strengths a bit and started to be able to control them. Today is the last training Mr. Aryo gave. He advised to deepen it by himself so as not to be too spoiled. The struggle we have been through over the last six months is very valuable.

...~Π~...

I opened the door of my house and when I was about to throw my bag into the chair, suddenly appeared again the black hole that used to be in my room. This time it was not the Nether ruler who appeared, but a man in a black uniform with his sash bag and hat pointed down to close his eyes. He gave me a letter with a cold look. “Prepare for the arrival of my troops. Gather all members to defend your life.” That is what is written in his letter. A threatening letter addressed to us that has been appointed.

...~Π~...

In a hut, there were two people sitting talking to each other. “Eh. You didn't write wrong. In his letter was written troops, but all that was sent was ten people.” Said one of the men in a black uniform.

“Whatever ten people can not be called troops?” answer the one who is strong.

“Gor also anyway. But usually the army consists of 30 people and up. Rich army of war, right up to thousands.”

“Caused well well. But gapapa. Already sent, how do you want again.”

...~Π~...

The next day, I hurriedly ran to and fro looking for my friends' house. I left my house and went to my aunt's house to ask where they lived, and then ran to each address one by one. I've been reminded by Mr. Aryo to buy a smart phone to facilitate long-distance communication but I always ignored it. Now I'm starting to regret.

After telling four people, I was lucky to meet Zack on the street. I told him and asked him to help me. Luckily he had a cell phone, so I didn't have to get tired of running around anymore.

“Makanya in modern times rich gini tuh buy Hp so as not to be a minority. Tired will run around rich chased dogs.” Guru Zack's.

I who was still panting slowly began to regulate my breathing, “Iya, so I regretted what Pak Aryo said. Tomorrow I will buy. Temenin yes.”

“OK, I also want to buy ammo for my food reserve.”

...~Π~...

Saturday, in a place where the screams of some people are always heard, from morning until night. Yeah, markets. “Excuse me, Uncle. The chicken is one kilo.” Zack said to middle-aged father. Unlike other stalls that are filled with customers, this father's stall is empty of buyers. Only Zack stood there to buy his wares.

“Thank you, Uncle.” Zack.

On the way to find some other food, I asked Zack. “Oi, Black. Why did you choose the trades of those fathers over the others? Though there are places that are more crowded visitors than the pda that is.”

Zack sighed, “Gini nih, Den. Don't always look at something from the cover. Don't think ‘if many buyers, would be good food’. In fact, the meat sold by the father is actually better than the next place. It is true that the father was deserted by the buyer because the place was already seedy. But the meat is more delicious than the others. The soft tekstur. The meat is filled with quality fibers.”

“If because of his shabby place, why didn't he just renovate it?”

“That's the problem. Because it is quiet buyers, then the income is also less.”

“Causible also yes.” I thought about my thoughts for a moment. I have a plan to help her in that terrible situation.

“Duh, kebelet again. Zack, I'm going to the public restroom first. You first start looking for other groceries.” I was in a hurry because I suddenly wanted to poop.

“Oke.” Reply Zack. Then he went around looking for other materials.

I happened to come by with a book about the vehicle. “Maap long.”

“To the toilet in fact. But long for mercy. Not been a pebok yet?”

“Udahlah. You think I'm an animal, what.”

“Hehe. Yaudah, let's go to Hpnya.”

“Oh, if I bought HP earlier from toilet.”

“Wah, really? Try look. Iphone X+ isn't it?”

“Gor this is what it's called. But the seller said this is simpler than other HP.” I took out her HP to show it.

Zack laughed after seeing Hpku, “Bwahahaha... Duh, Dick. Why did you buy a gini-rich old school. In this rich era where there are people you make old school.”

“Y... As long as it is practical and not complicated for me. Hp section to call doang right?”

“Ga is doang, Den. Advanced HP has many uses. Can masang application, can shoot with high quality, can continue to play exciting games.”

“Oh. Gapapa anyway, anyways I gatau how to use Hp. So buy a practical one just enough.”

With his face still laughing, we left the market to go home. On the way we found a portal. To our surprise, we finally decided to approach him.

After entering the portal, we were immediately in a cemetery that was so vast. Many tombstones lined up. The black sky adds to the increasingly gripping atmosphere. Suddenly a hand emerged from the grave and clasped our feet tightly. I swiftly took out my flagship baseball bat to hit that hand.

“Something's wrong this is mah. Going back again yok.” Zack.

The moment we turned around, the portal was blocked by the chain strand that bound the portal. In the middle of the winding chain there is a kind of paper–maybe it is a talisman that blocks the entrance of the portal.

A person in black robes as well as his hood covering his head came while carrying a scythe. “Maut has come to you and will deliver you to your death.”

We both glanced at each other in astonishment. “Apaan. Weird.” Zack.

“Follow me.” Continue the man

We followed him and came to us in the most striking cemetery of the others. With his vast grave and surrounded by a fence hints that the person inside is the most respected.

Suddenly a hand came out, followed by her body trying to get out. A large corpse was seen standing in front of us. The corpse complains, “Aaahh... Death, why we who are dead and should enjoy life after death have to deal with the earth. I hate that old man. Immediately ordered me to fight with my dying state.”

“Entah brother. If you want to end it, you must defeat the ten heroes appointed by him. Also, we are dead and no longer dying.” Answer the black-robed man who was allegedly named Death. Perhaps the death he meant in front of the portal was his name, and not a curse.

“Already. I just need to eradicate them, no. In that case, the two in front of me paid one of them for coming here. Death, lend me your scythe.”

We are worried about our situation like this. Is it possible this is one of the troops sent by him–Gildarts.