Bab 116: Inheritance

A small droplet of blood accumulated on my index finger that was pointing towards the coffin and dropped like fresh dew after morning rain.

*Drip... drop... drip...*

Blood started to flow out from my palms, it mysteriously started to float in midair, it morphed into a strange hexagon, curving inside the hexagon, it shaped into a star.

[Blood c'rrelates to death. Blood hast life and death hast soul. Soul c'rrelates to life, t is the fireth yond gives spirit.

H'resy to those, hath lost. H'resy to those yond yearn f'r ov'r.

Death is the golden key yond opens the palace of et'rnity.

T is lovely to alloweth wend of demise.

May the crusheth spirit revive, f'r ev'ry gage th're is price to payeth.

Bett'r to fleeth from death than feeleth its grasp.

Ariseth~!]

I staggered a bit, falling on my butt. My body was not used to this feeling.

"Air...air... I can not breathe... ha ha ha...."