Meet me at sunset in the abandoned Barn. Mahir had texted in the group chat.
His parents had forced Kai to attend the small gathering of the believers of lady luck. He quite enjoyed these activities. As they were mostly in gambling casinos ( The Lady Luck's place of solace). He loved them because of his blessing. He is often nicknamed the angel sent from Lady Luck. An angel-like child. Kai is very loved by almost everyone.
He looked around and saw eight-year-old Maicon. She had raven-like curly hair with tanned skin. Her eyes shape was monolids and Black as the graves of the believers of Lady death.
Kai's "best friend" in The Old But Gold Casino was none other than Maicon. Maicon smiled and waved at Kai. Kai had no younger siblings. No matter how much he begged his parents they said that they had gotten it perfect on the first try there was no need to have more children. Maicon was like a younger sister to Kai. Kai was always jealous of Adrien and Alya's bond as siblings. Mahir had her two younger brothers. Waking up from his thoughts.
Time to have fun!! He waved back to Maicon.
" I brought twenty whole dollars to bet," Maicon said bragging about her clearly unusual amount of money. To Kai, this wasn't much at all. Kids under the age of 12 in the casinos were not allowed more than a hundred dollars worth of chips per week. For Maicon, this was too much money. As a kid, Maicon thought about all the things she could purchase. With her new twenty dollars, Maicon could purchase the new golden figurine of Swiper. Maicon loved playing with Kai more than collecting merchandise of her favorite heroes.
Kai enjoyed gambling with Maicon, but he decided to check the time and realized it was almost 6:50 and Mahir wanted to meet up at seven-thirty. He quickly went to use the bathroom of The Old but Gold Casino had a bathroom located in the back. There weren't many guards for the building as the people who could enter the Casino were all believers in Lady Luck. No one would disrespect Lady Luck by cheating or causing a scene.
Kai's heart raced as he stumbled through the pitch-black hallways of the casino, irritation, and fear mingling in his veins. The lights were out, leaving the corridors swallowed by an oppressive darkness that seemed to pulse with an unseen menace. Reaching the bathroom door, he tugged at it, only to find it locked. A surge of frustration hit him—this place was a disaster, starved for funding, and now it seemed cursed as well. He hated the darkness, the dead silence, and especially the claustrophobic gloom of Adrein's house, which felt like a mausoleum.
With a clenched jaw, Kai used his initial blessing to pry the door open. "The return of Karma," he chanted, his voice echoing faintly in the dark. The door creaked open, revealing the bathroom's menacing silence. Kai entered and began his business, but an icy realization gripped him: the door had not merely been locked—it was sealed.
Fear took root as a sudden chill crept through the room, a palpable presence that gnawed at his skin. Now a tomb of shadows, the bathroom seemed to close in on him. His skin crawled, his breath visible in the freezing air. He could barely see his own hands, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. Kai despised the dark, and this cursed bathroom seemed to be a purgatory of his worst nightmares.
A low, haunting whisper slithered through the darkness, carrying the eerie, childlike tones of Maicon. "Kai~~~" it cooed, sending a shiver down his spine.
His mind raced, struggling to reconcile the voice with the impossible reality. Maicon was a noble girl, a strict rule-abiding child of eight, and there was no conceivable reason she'd be in the men's bathroom. Kai's face went ashen, his fear morphing into panic. His breath quickened, turning into desperate, fervent prayers. "Your grace, please save me!" he cried, his voice trembling with sheer terror. He knew he had to act fast; as the sun set, the spirit's power would only grow more formidable.
Without warning, the bathroom door began to rattle violently, the sound like a thousand nails scraping across a chalkboard. The air grew thick with malevolence as the spirit seeped through the cracks. What emerged was a grotesque parody of horror: the spirit had a face twisted into a nightmarish grin, sharp, needle-like teeth glinting in the dim light. Its skin was a ghastly grey, marred by grotesque, bulging veins that pulsated with a sickly rhythm. Black, matted hair hung in tangled clumps, and its elongated claws dripped with a viscous, dark fluid.
Its hollow, soulless eyes locked onto Kai, radiating a predatory hunger that made his blood run cold. As the spirit lunged, its claws outstretched like a ravenous beast, Kai invoked his initial blessing with a shaking voice. "To stop the inevitable," he chanted, and a shield of luck formed around him, deflecting the spirit's vicious swipe.
But the shield could only do so much. The stall door shattered as Kai forced his way through, but before he could escape, the spirit hissed a chilling incantation. "Break!" it cried, its voice a malevolent snarl.
Kai felt an agonizing jolt through his leg, a bone-shattering pain that erupted from his shattered limb. He collapsed, screaming in excruciating agony as the pain radiated like molten lava. The spirit's voice twisted back into Maicon's once-sweet tones, now laced with sinister desperation. "Big brother Kai, don't leave me!" it wailed, the plea morphing into a ghastly shriek filled with fury and anguish.
Desperation and sheer willpower drove Kai to crawl toward the door, each movement sending fresh waves of pain through his shattered leg. His vision blurred, but he fought to stay conscious. He had to use his most powerful spell, his final hope. Despite the blinding agony, he began chanting with a strained, ragged voice.
"Echoes of the past," he intoned, his breath shallow and uneven. "Surge forward like the endless sea of memories," he continued, his voice a whisper of strength amidst the chaos. "Keeping you at bay."
" Fear for what exists!" Kai completed the chant through the immense pain.
As the spirit lunged again, its eyes glowing with malevolent anticipation, Kai's spell took effect. The dim light flickered erratically, and a surge of spectral energy swept through the bathroom. The monstrous spirit's form wavered, its eyes widening in abject terror as the scene shifted before it.
Before Kai's trembling eyes, the bathroom's oppressive darkness was pierced by a blinding, spectral light. Materializing in front of the spirit's bloodshot eyes was an overwhelming presence: the Spirit King Knisth, ruler of the Underworld, an embodiment of death and ancient powers. The emperor of the perished! His dark hair like the endless cold winter nights. Draped in a cloak of shadows, Knisth's aura exuded an inescapable gravity that seemed to suck the very warmth from the room.
The sinful spirit, once a formidable terror, now cowered in abject fear. Its jagged claws scraped across the floor as it bowed low, its monstrous form reduced to a pitiful shadow of its former self. Knisth's presence was awe-inspiring, an overwhelming force of the supernatural that left Kai paralyzed with a cold sweat.