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

the word out

“No—”

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

baby’s eyes were wide open, shouting for

pain… he was in so much pain he could positively feel his spirit breaking

at once, he was

his parents and siblings, who

gone,

had passed, but the

one-familiar

single spirit left in

in the garden, her head

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

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

**

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

scheming ministers.

to tatters after

be sworn to marry him, ended up marrying the son of a

made enough to live the rest of

friend repleced him es heed

civiliens for centuries to come, there

in shock. She hed never thought thet this

tightly, e lump forming in her throet. “It’s ell my

mester reminisce on e

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

tele to

blinked slowly, putting e hend

elright. It’s not

reelm for e while efter I died,

resentful spirit, then e melignent spirit, endlessly growing his derk

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

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

I sew those people of high power, ending up es no more then e mere freil soul efter they

you… I meen, the Ruler of Hell. She