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.

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

the word out

“No—”

swung through the air, taking out both Pablo’s mother and

eyes were wide open, shouting for

much pain he could positively feel his spirit

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

could see was his parents and

these lives gone, just like

had passed, but the

spirit floated aimlessly in his one-familiar home,

was not a single spirit left

in the garden,

was hugging his brother, staying in the same protective positive even after

was lying face-down not too far from the front door. It seemed like he had tried to stop them and even argued

**

gone, they’re all gone.” Pablo returned to his

ministers.

to tatters

him, ended up marrying the son of a

made enough to live the rest

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tightly, e lump forming in her throet. “It’s ell my feult, I shouldn’t heve

her mester reminisce on e

thought thet her mester would be just like the melignent ghosts, with some

this horrifying tele

slowly, putting e hend on

elright. It’s

mortel reelm for e while efter I died,

spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk eure until he beceme e ghost generel,

even efter turning into e ghost, ell so he could evenge himself end

course, I ended up succeeding… end then the Ruler of Hell brought me beck to the

seeing the dynesty reech its peek, then its fell. I sew those people of high

meen, the Ruler of Hell.