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(THE CALL OF DEATH) “IF I DIE, WOULD YOU BE THERE FOR ME, EMIE?” Words that means and worth cursing, especially towards the person receiving and asked with that question. Yet Kyle with his pure and innocent smile is telling Emie the exact opposite thing than she is currently thinking right now. For right now and for him, he is nothing more than a burden to everyone and especially towards the crown royals, heir and princess Daniela and prince Lelouch. “Do not worry and too much about anything at all Emie. For everything will be fine.” His smile didn’t fade. Then he looks at the beautiful outdoor landscape and the sun that’s giving of the warm light for that day and time. While Emie who knew him ever since and the only person he ever calls his best friend crumples her hand into a fist. Disappointed at him and hated those words and his weakness that he is showing her. That though in this time he is born as the weakest holder and even could not summon the God Capricorn himself. He shou

     (EXCHANGE SMILE)      “FROM NOW ON YOU WOULDN’T NEED TO CRY OR BE SCARED OF ANYTHING, FOR I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE TO PROTECT YOU, I PROMISE YOU THAT, ALLIAH.”      “Tsk!” clicking her tongue behind the perfect flow of her scripted play of life, and the re-written past that is currently her running future.       The Princess's words, smile, and promises whisper back inside her mind. Oh, how she once longed for those words, as it was the same who got her out from the darkness she is dwelling in then, yet now and from her sin of lust, she exchanges everything. With this time and re-written past, she could no longer regret or even have the chance to undo those words, and the scene that flashes back into her mind, is all but once a wishful dream she could no longer go back into.      “Now, now, Alliah, what choice do you have?”

     (GLASS)              “DEATH OR REBIRTH, WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE?”               Asking the question in a dreaded tone, Alliah’s face marks with nothingness as she perfectly relays those words to the familiar presence that immediately in a spilled of a second the time stood still and marks the howling silence of death.            “Should I choose, can I choose, yet I rather have both as the God of death himself.”           Proud and full of pride, Kyle answers her question in a satirical way and more like a puzzling tone, as he sits unto his throne made with all those sinful souls which scream echoes in desperation and pain.            “You came.”      &

     (SHATTERED TRUTH)     IN LIFE AND DEATH, CAN YOU STILL HOLD ON TO THE GOOD, IF EVERYTHING MEANS A HELL IN BETWEEN? WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE, IF ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU EVER WANTED TO COME RUNNING DOWN TO THE PATH OF HELL? WILL YOU STILL GO ON OF YOUR LIFE AND LIVE? OR PERHAPS YOU WILL JUST END UP IN HELL?     Either of those and the long run of this novel, can you still go on and read every chapter after this? Are you brave enough to stay on your foot and will not regret ever coming from this chapter? What if after this one, you will find yourself cursed? Will you believe?”     “A death Call?”     Chie asks in a hunting tone as she stares and attentively memorizes every bit of the scene that is unfolding in the current world and book they are watching from its intended mirror, reflecting the actions and choices of each charac

     (DEATH WISH)     “STUPID!”     His father screams in anger as he is being tied into a pole and whipped harshly as a punishment for his actions and directly disobeying his fathers’ orders. Yet, he knows as he forever is aware of, his fathers supposed to be punishment is not at all what it seems. It is torture and expression of his dominance, as his pride and status are being shaken by his actions. Where all it could ever think is his standing as a monarch as he should be the head and in control, especially towards the son, his heir, and the holder of God Capricorn.      “Who do you think you are? You who is my son and only a flesh and blood of mine has no right to mock me with your antics and heroism towards those slums!”     He justifies in front of him, like the whips, and intended to br