People say we can feel something if death approaches us. People say, the signs will look real and strange to other people. Some say that the person who is going to die is the one who is most aware of it until finally making them try to say goodbye that will look odd in the eyes of the closest person.
On the other hand, I did not experience it all.
I didn't feel anything strange, the people closest to me were now far away somewhere so that no one would tell me what was wrong with me.
My death just came without giving me the slightest glimpse of it.
“Hi.”
I looked at a girl who was now entering my gloomy “prisoner” room. Sunlight can only enter between the narrow vents above the pitch-black window. I once tried breaking the glass, hoping that the magical power of my vampire or of wolf-shifter could help. The effort was successful, but in the end, it was in vain.
I managed to get out of the window only to find me caught again. Dozens of g
All the inhabitants of the Black Wolf tribal bunker suddenly woke up when Arga's roar blared to cause a panic echo. Linda Alexander and Aryadi Brawijaya woke up with a double shock. One because of Arga's scream, the other because Barbara was nowhere in their room. “Lin, what's happen?” Aryadi pulled himself up to a sitting position. His head was still throbbing, even though it had been more than a week since he had been hospitalized in this bunker-shaped base. “Where's Bara?” Linda got up; her eyes couldn't help but worry. “I have no idea. Barbara had come out for a while. I guess she is still outside now.” Aryadi slowly climbed down from his bed. Linda immediately approached and helped him walk. They came out of the room together with several people who seemed in a hurry to run toward the hall. “This is bad! This is so bad! Get together quickly!!” Arga's voice still blared throughout the bunker. Assisted by Linda, Aryadi limped to try to reac
Four aged figures who are the Elders of the Black Wolf Pack appear to sit around a round table in a room. Similarly, Aryadi and Linda, as well as Alvaro as the leader of the pack. One of the Elders, wearing a brown coat and sitting in a wheelchair, cleared his throat. The elderly man named Magen glanced at Aryadi and Linda. Magen looked at Alvaro sharply. “Alvaro, you surely understand that Hugo wouldn't know about this base if he himself went around sniffing the grass under his feet.” Alvaro nodded. “I have ordered my right-hand man to investigate it immediately, sir.” A slanted-eyed Elder with a wrinkled face snorted. He pulled his hand from the table and crossed it on his chest, holding it. “I hope it doesn't take long,” he blurted out. “It's bad enough we lost an important wolvire without having to let the headquarters be infiltrated.” Alvaro lowered his head even though his jaw slightly hardened. “Sorry, Mr. Jonathan, sir
That morning the Garuda Indonesia plane cut through the misty sky that was definitely choking bones. Linda looked at the Bangka Belitung Islands below, which had shrunk so that it was no longer visible among the pile of clouds and dew on the plane window. The female vampire shivered. The AC was not the cause, but the bad thoughts that suddenly flashed through Linda's vital organs hidden between her skulls. It hurts when you cannot keep a promise to a friend who has died. Linda leaned her head back as her hands clenched into her lap until her knuckles turned pale. If Linda could have acted selfishly just once, she would not have cared about Barbara any more while her beloved husband had died because of someone who wanted that girl. The vampire woman's throat felt like a hollow emptiness. In her hidden heart, Linda admitted that she was a little hurt and felt unacceptable about her husband's death. Even though she knew it was not Barbara's fault, but she could
I have never felt so miserable, even when Mom and Dad restricted my freedom. Several hours after the girl who brought me the morning meal came out, I just sat quietly leaning on the bed. I drank the water in the teapot but the food on the plate was still intact. I really don't want to eat it, no matter if there isn't a single poison there. I know I sound stupid. If I meant to die, I should not have to drink that water. I should not swallow something or anything. I should just lie down until my body is weak and emaciated. However, my brain seems to remind me continuously. Always gave me hope that somehow Gran and Mom must be trying to find me. I do not mean to be arrogant, but I am sure the rest of the Black Wolf pack will definitely come looking for me. I don’t know shit, really. However, judging from the things I have seen and heard so far, it seems like my existence is quite important to them. Whether I deserve to be saved or eliminated, both depend on whom the person gets to me.
I woke up in another room that was darker than before. My head was dizzy when I got up and sat down from my lying on the cold floor. For a moment I blinked without being able to see anything, but a moment later I was sniffling.This can't be true. Damn!I frantically grope the cold stone floor beneath me. I don't know for sure, but my visibility that is getting clearer even though it's just dimly convinced me that this is another ability of being a wolvire.I stood up, surveyed the situation around me. I was in a small, humid empty cave. The darkness at the mouth of the cave convinced me that it must be night. Before I thought I was alone here, but then I heard a faint voice not far from this cave.I crept up to the mouth of the cave and peeked, wide. A few meters beside the cave, I saw a group of people dressed all in red. They all appeared to be wearing something like black batik scarves and necklaces of jasmine wreaths that were draped around their necks. I twitched when I saw anot
“You should have died, damned child!”I gasped. My head turned to stare at a young man below me. His expression looked angry and hated me.My teeth grit. “What do you mean?”The young man looked at me with disgust that was clearly in his eyes. “Your parents should know that keeping you alive was a mistake! Look now! See! The world will fall because of you!”My breath is short. My body feels hot when my gaze is fixed on him.I screamed, “I didn't ask for any of this! You—”“Who cares?” the young man cut loudly. “Whether it's the Cursed or anyone else, things will be the same! Whatever will happen after this ritual, all because of you! Did you hear that? You!”I froze without being able to say anything. The truth contained in the young man's words hit me so hard. Blood filled my mouth as I bit my lip hard.Another voice that sounded weak from behind me joined in, “Immortal laws have become too soft in this century. In the past, babies born with holy blood always ended up in the arms of d
“We're late, Dad!”Linda shuffled her feet worriedly. Her eyes stared at the line of trees darting outside the window of the car they were traveling in towards Alas Purwo (Purwa Forest). Aryadi held the woman's two hands, who constantly squeezed each other nervously. Linda turned to the man who had been her adoptive father for years. Aryadi embraced and patted the vampire-woman's shoulder gently.“Think positive, Lin,” Aryadi said calmly. For a moment he was silent, then took a deep breath. “Or at least you can … consider this all the result of my mistake, as you said earlier at the Black Wolf tribe headquarters. If that could make you a little more relieved.”Linda jerked her hand and looked at Aryadi with a look as if she had been offended.“That won't change anything, you know,” Linda hissed, suddenly feeling angry. “Yes, I could think of you that way, but this worry won't diminish one bit. I feel like ….” Linda half raised her hands in the air, then threw them down in despair. “It'
“Dad, are you okay? Dad? Hey! You looks angry! Are you okay?”Aryadi gasped from his reverie. He turned to look at Linda with a smile on his lips. The man nodded in response to his adopted daughter's question. Linda smiled, releasing herself from Aryadi's embrace. The two of them then turned to the car window beside each of them, without realizing that they were simultaneously sighing heavily. Exactly what they thought was different, but the point was the same.Barbara and Burhan.Just then the car stopped. Aryadi, Linda, Elder Brahma, and the driver named Arto got out of the private vehicle. They arrived at the edge of the forest, in a clearing a few meters from the main road. Linda looked up for a moment. Her eyes then explored the towering trees with thickets below.The roar of another car that was heard grabbing the attention of the four of them. A white Avanza stopped, followed by an army green Jeep behind it. Six people got off from the Avanza while only three people left the Jee
She changes her fate with a slash of something supernatural, once a month, and Erza can't escape. The slashing magic was sent by a witch from across Sulawesi, even though she had been exiled to a tall tower away from the hustle and bustle of humans, right in the Valley of Panic. Even though the distance stretched for hundreds of miles, why was the union of witches so eager to always punish her?This must be a curse, because after all, entering the supernatural world with the lure of immortality was fooling. Erza, who was able to get out of there, must have been lucky. She is now immortal, but no one should expect everything to be young. In order to remain immortal, she absorbs the life energy of other living beings around her.That is because the leader of that damn organization's decree was announced for Erza to be exiled, a decision which of course was correct.Well, Erza is lonely, but that doesn't mean she's suffering. Instead, she was entertained by the sma
When Hugo left me alone in the cave, I lay back down on the stone bed with the thin mattress and musty blanket. My eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the cave with chaotic and erratic thoughts.My thoughts and memories are as clear as crystal, from my childhood to the present. In less than a month, I had become a completely different person from what I was before—cold, cruel, heartless, and evil. Moreover, during that time I killed someone I seemed to have loved very much before—my mother.My eyes blinked. There was a wet curtain covering my eyes, blurring my vision for a moment. My throat tightened, as if I was holding back a cry that if released would make me feel like a wailing child. However, there was one other feeling that held back all my feelings: ignorance.I was sad, devastated, shocked by the fact that I used to be just an ordinary girl who wouldn’t be able to make my mother cry. Nevertheless, I also felt the chill I felt when tha
Like a flower that loses its beauty; so is the present that is happening to the whole country.Darkness forces beauty to mourn, darkening the happy atmosphere without being prevented. Gloom, that's all that's left.An eclipse comes between freezing snows. However, it actually lasted longer in retaliation for the delay.They said the darkness was created by a child. Dark and terrible poems about it began to surface.The girl fell like drops of rain from above the horror. She stood like a haughty tower in the distance. She limped in a gray cloud, like dawn breathing death.Someone once said in a tone like being watched by the darkness itself; her body winced, like stepping on embers of silence in the darkness that was painful.They said the girl had a sad sigh. The past without burden has become a memory, she said, missing it feels like a thirst for blood. Now the cruelty of maturity is a problem.People ask themselves: how does all thi
I finally woke up.I gasped for air and jolted awake until my body half rose from where I lay. I gasped, plopped down on the pillow again and closed my eyes for a moment. My head was so dizzy, like it was spinning.I was starting to feel like I was going crazy.All the flashbacks I have had just now have completely drained my sanity. Why should I experience someone else's experience? Not only did I witness memories like before, but also I actually experienced them; their every thought and deed, every detail I should not have known.Why?All of this brought me to a thought that I quickly pushed aside. I do not need to think about it anymore if it will only make my brain hurt.I opened my eyes and watched the roof of the room I was sleeping in. The roof looks like it is not the roof of a house, but… I woke up suddenly and my vision suddenly darkened. I closed my eyes again for a while before finally opening them again.I have déjà vu. I got out of bed slowly and l
Another flashback of Aria that Barbara had ____________ “He's really annoying. Who does he think I am?” Aria muttered to herself in disgust. The girl now lives in a city in Bangka Belitung, where everything is so annoying to her. She just came back from hunting wild boar then changed clothes, and went straight to the kitchen. While hunting earlier she almost ran into a wolf-shifter who almost knew who she was. Moreover, he dared to call Aria with a girl who was not human but smelled strange. It was all because of the secret seal she had placed on her body, a mystical seal, so that no one would find out whom she was. Aria has also been equipped with anti-enemy magic by a witch that she trusts, so that Hugo and his subordinates won't know about her. She was actually quite anxious when she heard about the news of another wolvire in the city of Koba, and she almost died wondering how two wolvires could have been bor
I don't know what happened to me, but vision after vision filled my brain, the more I felt I was them. I want to stop it all, but helpless. The thoughts of this girl named Nadira came to my head again. It had been ten years since the incident, but Nadira could still taste the rancid smell of white blood with the tip of her mind. Often times the girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so that at least the glint could be reduced. Nadira thought time would cloud the memory, but she seemed to have her hopes up. At the very least, she had managed to fool herself into thinking that what she was doing was the right thing. Or she thought so. Nadira looked away. The teenager stared at the distant forest through the window beside her, wondered how her mother (she refused to think of Maya as a stepmother) could become INDICENT's right hand man without the public knowing. Which then ended with a creese from… she forcibly stopped the memory. Nadira took a deep breath
[FLASHBACK] Nadira once committed a crime. Nadira was only seven years old at the time. One night, Nadira woke up to hear a noise downstairs. Nadira thought they were her parents, but she was surprised because her mother suddenly sounded screaming like someone who was scared. Her parents had never fought before, so little Nadira found it strange. Nadira, who was curious, finally walked out of the room, which she had left it dark so as not to be caught. Nadira closed the door carefully, and then quietly peeked through the grille of the stairs. Little Nadira then gave a soft breath. At that time she saw there were five people in black robes in the living room. They were holding some kind of blade. They surrounded her mother who was sitting terrified on a sofa. Nadira wanted to help, but she was too scared. Her heart wondered where her father and two brothers were. The little girl bit her lip, holding back s
FLASHBACK Rio Sanjaya ordered his dark horse to stop for a moment with a watchful gaze. The surrounding trees were violet under the bluish moonlight. After listening to something for a while, Rio stomped his horse back on his way without haste. Many times his eyes darted to the edge of the path he was passing. The movement in the thickets brought Rio to a halt again, his horse grunting and neighing softly. Rio drew the double-edged ax he threw onto his back. The handle of the object was rather long and silvery in color. Each blade bears a sign of a roaring tiger. “Whoever you are, come out,” Rio said his voice was firm yet still. Even so, a drop of sweat seemed to be dripping down his forehead. The scrub rustled again. There was a sound of broken branches and a few seconds later the bushes opened, revealing a large man in a black robe and a blue mask. Other figures with almost the same appearance began to appear one by
ARIA JONATHAN [FLASHBACK] The girl yawned. Who wouldn't get bored if you sat for hours in the car without meaningful activities, like sleeping, for example? She had thrown her phone and favorite fiction book in her bag, after nearly an hour of staring at it with a fading enthusiasm. She did not know why her ability to kill herself a.k.a sleeps anywhere and anytime suddenly decays. It was at times like this that irritation almost frustrated her; barely. How far did she have actually go to get to that damn boarding school? One year, maybe. This is really annoying! Aria glanced at the man in his forties who sat behind the wheel sarcastically. She was sure that Mr. Baga's butt was almost blistered. Aria herself has changed her sitting pose at least a million times. She wondered how an ordinary human could possibly sit that long. Aria feels in vain with herself as a wolvire. “Sir, you are human, are