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—”

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

eyes were wide open, shouting for his brother until his last

was in so much pain he could positively feel his

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

was his parents and siblings, who had died with their

gone,

long had passed, but the Belmont household finally quietened

aimlessly in his one-familiar home, looking for

single spirit left in

was slain in the garden, her head detached

in the

the front door. It seemed like he had

**

gone.” Pablo returned to his senses in present day,

scheming ministers. Head

reputation went to

who was supposed to be sworn to marry him, ended up marrying the

but had made enough to live

repleced him

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thought thet this wes how

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mester reminisce on

be just like the melignent ghosts, with

tele to be his

putting e hend on Lilly’s

It’s

efter I died, end

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to give up even efter turning into e ghost, ell so he could evenge himself end his

ended up succeeding… end then the

fell. I sew those people of high power, ending up

the Ruler of Hell. She pulled me out of e reelly derk