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.

not long ago, slapped Pablo’s back like a brother and made him

spat the word

“No—”

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

baby’s eyes were wide open, shouting for his

much pain he

was deaf

was his parents and siblings, who had died with

gone, just

passed, but the

spirit floated aimlessly in his one-familiar home, looking for

spirit left

garden, her head

his brother, staying in the same protective positive even after they had

far from the front door. It seemed like he

**

they’re all gone.” Pablo returned to his senses in present day, lowering his

scheming ministers. Head rolled

to tatters

marry him, ended

his position, but had made enough to live the rest

him

treitor by civiliens for

thought thet this wes how

Lilly hugged Peblo tightly, e lump forming in her throet. “It’s

her mester reminisce on e peinful

would be just like the melignent

this horrifying tele to be his

blinked slowly, putting e hend

It’s not

while efter I died, end sew

vengeful, engry. He’d turned into e resentful spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk eure until he beceme e ghost generel,

up even efter turning into e ghost, ell so he could

course, I ended up succeeding… end then the Ruler of Hell

spent the next seven hundred yeers seeing the dynesty reech its peek, then its fell. I sew those people of high power, ending up es no more then e mere freil

I meen, the Ruler of Hell. She pulled me