เข้าสู่ระบบAfter the college entrance exams ended, the class heartthrob suggested the whole class take a trip together. To save on costs, he rallied everyone to go sightseeing at my house instead. "Didn't Nico say his house was bigger than the Palace of Versailles, with more servants than anyone could count?" Everyone watched me like they were waiting for a show, eager to see me humiliated. I kindly warned them that once you set foot in my house, there was no leaving. Tyler Knight, the class heartthrob, laughed. "Doesn't matter. If your house is really that big, we'll stay for the rest of our lives. No, scratch that, we'll stay for the next eight hundred lifetimes. "Nico's really committed to the act. I want to see how he keeps bluffing once we actually show up at his place." Since everyone was dead set on going, I had no choice but to call my father, the King of Hell. "Dad, my classmates are coming over in a few days. Tell Agnes to make a few extra pots of her special soup."
ดูเพิ่มเติมThe underworld wasn't a place for tears, not while there were still sins waiting to be punished.By the time the ghost officers dragged Tyler out, he'd gone completely bald, without a single patch of intact skin left on his body, and his face had been torn to shreds. It was so gruesome that even I found it hard to look at.Of the group that had come with Tyler, the guilty ones stayed behind, while the innocent ones went to drink Agnes's broth and return to the mortal world.Once everything was settled, the Black Guard came to fetch me for a meeting with my father. I knew he wanted to ask how my trial among the living had gone."Was the mortal world beautiful?"I thought about it. "It really was.""Beautiful how?"Looking back on those eighteen years, I'd witnessed partings and deaths, grown used to the suffering of ordinary life, and also come to know what it meant to meet someone and fall in love. If I had to name the most beautiful thing of all, I supposed it was human conne
The others hadn't been as vicious as Tyler, sure, but did that make helping him along any less wrong? They'd stood by, cold and indifferent, while Tyler bullied his victims, and afterward, when the grieving parents came looking for answers, not one of them had told the truth. Just because Tyler's father was Principal Knight, did that mean he got to do whatever he wanted? Bully people without consequence? Cross every legal line he pleased?I called back everyone Tyler had gotten killed. If Tyler thought he'd been wronged, what about them?The mother he'd killed walked up to him, cradling her dead infant in her arms. Blood trickled from every opening on her face as she demanded to know why he'd pushed her down the stairs. All she'd done was stop him from messing around with the elevator buttons.Tyler, terrified out of his mind, shook his head over and over in denial, muttering apology after apology. But the woman's nails were already digging deep into his skin.Another victim, a b
Tyler was first up. When I brought him in, he still thought I was just messing with him. It wasn't until the Judge of the Underworld began listing his crimes, one by one, that he realized something was seriously wrong."Age five: deliberately drowned the neighbor's dog.""Age seven: pushed a mother carrying her baby down a flight of stairs, killing them both instantly.""Age ten: spread lies that drove an innocent bystander to their death.""Age fifteen: bullied a classmate until they jumped to their death.""Age seventeen: deliberately swapped someone's eye drops for glue, blinding them for life."Crime after crime was read out, one after another. Tyler tried to protest, insisting he'd never done any of it, that I was slandering him.Thinking he'd simply forgotten, the Judge pulled out a mirror to help refresh his memory. Tyler's childhood self soon appeared within the glass, reflecting back every awful thing he'd ever done. A few flickering moments even showed him spreading ru
Tyler snapped, "This is all special effects! It's makeup! He hired cosplayers for this!"Even with death staring him in the face, he was still putting on an act. I didn't bother arguing with him anymore.Once we arrived, I got off the bus and greeted a few familiar faces. Spotting the Black and White Guards among them, I asked after my father."His Majesty is occupied with something at the moment. Please allow me to escort Your Highness to dinner first."Seeing me get off the bus, the others didn't dare say another word and hurried to follow behind me. The whole way there, every ghost officer we passed stared at them with looks of pure terror. Fair enough. None of them had ever seen anything on this scale before.We made our way to the banquet hall. Looking around, I realized it hadn't changed a bit since I'd left eighteen years ago. Tables carved from skulls, benches built from bone frames, a rug made from the pelt of some creature I couldn't identify, and the same blue ghost-fir












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