Chapter 6

This voice came from the deepest of the forest, trigger the dread within the heart of the villagers. This dread is one thing, but within their blood is a restraining order they can't possibly deny. It glow bloodily, causing their blood to boil!

The pain is unbearable that other one by one lose consciousness, and some goes so far to turn into a bloody fragment! This cause the horror in their heart to rise and the fear to disregard the voice is overrocket. They scream in their heart, unable to speak out loud, “Spared us... We plead you, my lord...” 

The sight of the family, friend, and the someone they know turn into a piece of bloody gore causing their sanity to madness. They can't possibly deny that something dreadful is wakening inside them!

But along the dread and terror of the villagers, there someone who dare despise the voice, dare not to be slave! It laughed like mad, silent the whole village. 

“I lead this village half of my life,” he said, his voice filled with reminisce. “This title bestowed upon my father, with only thing we want for return is my faith upon myself!”

A crashing sounds broke the silence and this someone is kneeled to the ground. Yet he don't dare to bowed his head, he look up to the sky, his expression is one if excitement and relief. He added, cough a mouthful of blood, “No one knows this better than my ancestors... The bloody moon embracing the golden one will be the beginning of new light!”

The crashing sounds continued, and his face somewhat unsighty. His pores open to secretes the blood out, flowing down like tears. Sure his eyes is brimming with tears right now, but this tears is those of excitement and relief. 

This sounds of a crashing within him is echoed this whole time! It silence the whole village, that almost the people is one by one turn into fragment. They are the people who certain and would never swayed even it means death!

This cause him gritted his teeth, don't dare to make a sounds of pain and agony of this unknown pain he can't able to hold on any longer. He said, “You may think it's the end, but you traitor will never live any longer than you desire!”

His body distorted and the crashing sounds echoed throughout the village! But the laughter of scorn accompanied with it, causing every heart to find peace. 

Meanwhile, the area at the deepest of the forest, the pagoda barely touch the dark cloud is shaken. The bloody-robe figure startled and somewhat flabbergasted, panted very hard as he face the lowly area. The blood-suit men broke the silence, barely called out, “Our lord...”

“Someone is unexpectedly disrupt the plan. This someone must have to do with that sinner's blood,” he mumbled, shake the dark cloud to disperse. Slowly, the bloody cloud replace to surround the pagoda, barely stop the shaken of the area. 

The blood-suit men reveal their disbelieving, and the dread in their eyes appeared for the first time. Not even the ancestors cause them this way, but the way the bloody cloud covered the area, this unexpted goes height that they wouldn't possibly imagine. One of them said, “My lord, that's no possible... The alpha is long gone, together with our freedom by those tricksters!”

No one possibly voice out their opinion, more than this old monster. He's number one under the lord's might, and he towered everyone under the bloody-suit. He who knows the alpha of the old!

The bloody-robe man said, “I know. The alpha is long gone. But even now, his presence bring downfall to our very might!” The hate in his voice cause the bloody-suit men to look away, only the number one is brave enough to said, more certain than ever, “Even it is true, within this forest... We are the might, my lord!”

“That's so true,” the replied, revealing the light of scheme in the eyes. “I am who control the remaining might of this gloomy forest! Dare to destroyed my plan and will, they will live in torment and better die miserably!”

His words just now brought the end of all the villagers who never bowed their head. Upon their death, the cry and laugher is what filled the entire place. The last one to perish is the someone who's eyes barely glow in gold, the one who lead the village. He whispered, don't dare to look down, “My will is forever to my ancestors. But this time, I willed the path... far from restriction!”

In his mind, there's a particular figure appear, and he can only sigh as he barely imagine the face that slowly fades away. He added before he breath to the last, “Father may disown you, but you will understand...” His lips curve and a smile appear, yet his eyes is flickered bitterly. “The part that was clouded by time... is yet to reveal by this trick and scheme...”

Upon his death, a tears fell from the eyes of those who left behind, shaken despite being spared by the terrible pain! They sobbed silently in their heart as they face the dirt and dust, slowly bang their head. They were confuse yet dreaded, while their mind spun and their eyes slowly devoid of emotion and turn blank!

As this happen, the young lady is facing the village before her. The young-looking man able to resist the connection, and the feeling therein. This is so possible as the young lady is so shock she find a way to look away, yet unable to move as the presence slowly disperse! 

The presence she once thought lowly are now becomes mysterious, gone in the blink of an eye!

“This...” she thought, and she can't believe her mind to the only reason that came to mind. She's shaken, and even though she despise this existence, she felt the bang in her heart as she remember. 

“There's a curse that brought the end of the grand race,” she staggered backward, shook her head to the conflicted thought tht came to mind. “The mere presence of the curse will bring death, my curse! A massive death in the blink of an eye... ”