Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Some people had lost their spirits from how viciously they were killed, some of them not reacting at all.

Even more of them had their spirits wiped out.

Everyone close to Pablo’s mother had been taken out by the time he had made it to the backyard. He found her curled up in a ball, behind one of the porch pillars.

Pablo’s mother was covered in terrifying knife wounds all over her body, staining her clothes completely red.

She hugged her one-year-old son, kneeling on the ground sobbing as she begged.

“Uriah… You can kill me, it’s fine… I won’t blame you.”

“But… could you please let Reuben go? Please… please!”

Tears streamed down the woman’s face as she sobbed. “Reuben’s only one year old. He doesn’t know anything, please let him go.”

“I beg you, please forgive him, please leave him out of this. He won’t remember anything, he can work in your family as a servant… Please spare his life…”

Reuben was sobbing in his mother’s arms. It was indeed true, that he didn’t know anything.

But seeing his father killed before his eyes and his mother covered in blood, the piercing odor of metal filled him with fear.

“Daddy… Pablo…”

“Pablo… Pablo!”

The child screamed and sobbed, crying for his brother.

Pablo felt as if his chest was being wretched at. He fell to his knees, tears blurring his vision.

“Be good, Reuben. Please don’t cry, I’m right here.”

“Don’t be afraid… it’ll be over in no time, it’ll be over so soon…”

Pablo hated the fact that he was a ghost, and there was nothing he could do.

Aside from stand and watch, there was nothing he could do!

“Uriah… Uriah!” He fell to his knees before his friend, trying to get him to hear him. “Uriah, I’m begging you, please…”

Pablo begged a million times, but his friend’s gaze remained cold.

Pablo’s back like a brother and made him promise to treat his sister right,

spat the

“No—”

the air, taking out both Pablo’s mother and brother

baby’s eyes were wide open, shouting for his brother until his last

was in pain… he was in so much pain

his ears ringing. All at once, he was deaf to the cries of

could see was his parents and siblings, who had died with

these lives gone, just like

was unclear how long had passed, but the Belmont

aimlessly in his one-familiar

spirit left in

was slain in the garden, her head detached from her

the same protective positive even after

door. It seemed like he had tried to stop them and even argued with them,

**

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ministers. Head rolled

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