Lahat ng Kabanata ng His 2 Story: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 27

There's no immortality for the non-blessed humans, and the same is applied to the blessed. Then how did king Ma'la get immortality and become a God himself? 'Immortality,' in the sense that a person who is long-lived but his physical body has actually vanished long ago, and only his name and actions remain in people's memories (this is the only definition ardians have). While king Ma'la was searching for that person who has crossed his limits to tease Ard's king, he decided to do nothing but wait, so whoever is it, it will try the same thing again on him and when it'll come to him, he will definitely catch that thing. A week has passed and nothing happens, not even with the ordinary people, and it was making the king crazy because he wants to grab that basta

If I have to tell you about a horrific incident in the making of something, I would probably say about the black prison. Earlier when Dr. Philson Sapphire (VC of the kiiings university) was arrested and was shifted to that prison. He was shocked to hear that the ground was filled with the ashes of humans. The black coloured ground and the precious black marble made that damn architecture. And also gave it the name 'The Black Prison.'The prison is located in the north of the ard, the highest ground level of the ard, where there everywhere you can see a thick layer of snow covering everything, sometimes humans too, and they mostly die there if they're not blessed.You might know now what I'm going to tell, yeah… A tale of a million lives, burnt into ashes, the ashes made the ground… He walked on it and he was alone against every single sou

The red soil was flowing like water of the gestures of cries, folk of crow waiting for its turn to hunt, yet no help, helpless and hopeless faces, the laughs of hunters, they hunted the soul and let the carcasses turn into what it was made up of. The fire was rapidly eating one by one, one after one houses of poors. The dark was coming as the light was going dim eventually. Roars of the monsters giving goosebumps to the dead, the cart of sorrows was taking an unusual load of worthless hollow corpses, out of time, out of chances, out of what's unreachable, out of words, out of ways, out of land, out of sky, out of day, out of night, out of life into the death. Yeah, another war of greed for power. Another sun was setting in the west. And I was watching it all because this is all I can do for mortality…? Define me how people grow their thoughts from the inch of

At first I thought it would be my greatest decision to create something visible and expressible but I wasn't wrong though. I mean, I created a human with nothing but a physical body and a driver called soul. And they gave me good entertainment, with the decisions and arguments of their brain and heart. Their meaningless lust is what I love the most. And it is one of those qualities in them which is just irreplaceable and undying either.Ma'la, who has an ambition now and is determined to get his greatest destiny because he believes he is chosen, he is the greatest, and everything is for him to conquer. He can sense the future of his next actions. He is very optimistic but he never falls for the illusion of fake realities and the fake rewards of what society, this world offers after every path. The war for the glory, power, money, honor, and the title of being great, all these things doesn't matter when life, the soul betrays. It is nature, it is my management and arrangement for e