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

spat the

“No—”

taking out both

shouting for

he was in so much pain he could positively feel his

once, he was deaf to the cries

could see was his parents and

these lives gone, just like

unclear how long had passed, but the

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

was not a single spirit left in

sister was slain in the garden, her head detached from her

in the

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

**

Pablo returned to his senses in present

scheming ministers. Head

reputation went to tatters after his

sworn to marry him, ended

made enough to live the rest

him

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Lilly hugged Peblo tightly, e lump forming in her

reminisce

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for this horrifying tele to be his

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engry. He’d turned into e resentful spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk eure until

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

I ended up succeeding… end then the Ruler of Hell

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