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Chapter 10 - An Offering For the Carrion Flower Devil

The shaman curses in agony. And Adanu Raksa, he is gawking at the sight of that whimsicality with a stupid face.

 

"Fuck! How could you still be able to speak?" he yells.

 

"That's the difference between us," replies the shaman with an arrogant tone. "You are still too green to comprehend me! I'm immortal! There's no way you can beat me!"

 

The shaman's body gets up and grabs its head before trying to put it back to the severed neck which is still engulfed by a strange flame.

 

"Shiiit! There's no way I'd let you put that head back!" With an eerie face, Adanu Raksa kicks the shaman's head away.

 

"Noo!!!" The shaman screams with a mad face.

 

The head drops and rolls on the ground. Adanu Raksa rushes so fast to the head and kicks it so hard. The head hits the rock and bounces back.

 

"Fuck you, human!" The shaman curses. "How dare you humiliate me this way? I'm going to fuck your mother, and all your ancestors who have died in the past!!!"

 

"Shut up! You deserve it!" And again, Adanu Raksa kicks that head for the second time. "Aren't you a human yourself? A pure demon will turn completely into smokeless fire in this kind of condition."

 

He then begins mutilating the shaman's body, cutting it into small pieces. "I know you are just a man who has made a pact with the devil by sacrificing those pitiful girls' lives. Now why don't you receive your punishment?"

 

Oddly enough, the shaman's head is still alive, screaming and crying in his agony, pleading to Adanu Raksa to end his misery. "Not this way. I beg of you, please! Just kill me! Just stab my head already."

 

"No! I'll let you live with that condition!" Adanu Raksa begins shoving all the little pieces of the shaman's body part and organs into the ravine. "You sow what you reap! I'll let you live without a body. If you want to die, just kill yourself then."

 

"How am I supposed to kill myself like this?"

 

"You can stop crying and bite your own tongue, you fool!"

 

It's not clear how long it will be before dawn comes. Adanu Raksa simply sits at the edge of the cliff, hitting and knocking the forest demons who try getting onto the cliff from below.

 

It's safer for him to stay there at least until dawn, while the shaman keeps pleading to just be killed.

 

"I promise, I'll never do any bad things again. I'll even help people without asking anything. But I beg of you, just kill me already!"

 

"What kind of request is that? There's no way you can help people if I kill you now!"

 

Truth to be told, the shaman is actually chanting some spell in whisper between his pleadings behind Adanu Raksa's back.

 

And then, Adanu Raksa begins to realize something strange. "You promised to never do any bad things again? Like you can still do anything bad with your current condition!"

 

With a clown face, he gets up and turns back toward that shaman. To his surprise, so many spirit creatures already so close in front of him.

 

No less than 20 malevolent spirits swarm together and penetrate his body. Adanu Raksa is buckled, and can no longer stand the effect.

 

Soon, they hold his head together, draining his life force while whispering some devilish words to his mind.

 

<< Stop struggling, branded child! There's no point in fighting anymore. >>

 

<< When you die, everything will be over. >>

 

<< Give us your soul, and you will find peace. >>

 

<< Stop struggling and there will be no more pain and suffering. >>

 

As more malevolent spirits swarm his head, Adanu Raksa's mind becomes more and more empty.

 

But still, after a few minutes of struggling, these evil spirits haven't reached his soul. They are still trying so hard to dive in due to how deep Adanu Raksa's vessel is.

 

An old memory, which once had been locked instinctively due to the trauma he experienced in the past, resurfaces in Adanu Raksa's mind.

 

<< Remember my words, Adanu Raksa. Don't let your desires blind you, no matter how noble the dream you have. Especially when your dreams are related to someone else's life >>

 

Those words, with a soft and lovely female tone, takes him back to the incident in the distant past, a memory which he's never been able to dig up so far.

 

 

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Please, allow me to take you all back to an incident that happened 21 years prior.

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A baby is crying so wild in the night, not long after his mother died. Yes, the mother died after giving birth to him. And right now, the father is also crying over his loss.

 

But unlike the baby, the father cries so deep within. Only himself, and the devil inside him can hear it. 

 

<< You know how great we are. We can just resurrect your wife. But remember, each desire requires sacrifice >>

 

"Shut up! Shut up!" The man mumbles to himself while covering his ears.

 

<< Why don't you just offer that kid to us? He is worth enough to bring back your wife. After all, wasn't he the one who caused your wife's death? >>

 

The man looks down, gazing upon one unique kris in front of him. It's a typical unique dagger with a wavy and asymmetrical shape. A moment later, he slowly averts his attention to his crying baby.

 

<< Yes, stab the kris to the ground now, and summon that giant carrion flower! Offer that baby to us, and we will bring your wife back to life >>

 

Suddenly, someone knocks on the door and shakes the man's attention.

 

"Who is it?"

 

"Your Highness Jayantaka! It's me, Arkadevi!"

 

The charismatic man by the name Prabu Jayantaka rushes to open the door, and gets that woman into his chamber.

 

"Your Highness! You look so restless. And the baby?" Arkadevi, one of the palace maids, looks so awry at the sight of the crying baby. "He must be hungry! I'm willing to breastfeed him if you want."

 

Jayantaka picks the baby up and then hands it over to her. "Arkadevi. I know you are in love with Rangkabhumi. Why don't you marry him, and then leave this Palace by taking my son with you?"

 

"Eh?" The girl looks so clueless by the king's request.

 

"Rangkabhumi is the man I trust the most," Jayantaka persuades. "If not for his refusal, I would have made him The Supreme Commander in this palace right under me. You will have my blessing."

 

"But…"

 

"This is a decree from your king! Please take the baby and leave this palace in secret."