The fortune continues

Alesio - My power cannot simply give a solution. If I stand in front of a door it can give an answer for the possibility of death, but I should do it for each door separately. Too bad I have side effects if I use it more than once in an hour.

The people looked at him attentively. Matei looked worried and nervous. Juliana did not show any obvious change but she had a faint crease between her eyebrows.

Wiliam - What is the adverse effect? Can't you push a little to be more secure?

William's words seemed a little too far, several of those seated realized that he was obviously aiming at Alesio.

Anka suddenly opened her mouth:

- This is supposed to be a temple of Death. So we should enter the door that correspond to her .

The girl spoke coldly. She had indifference all over her face. But her eyes stopped on Ella.

What others could not see, she could see too openly.

Matela - Alesio please check the Dead door danger. 

Alesio just stood up and stood for a moment in front of those doors.

Alesio - The degree of danger is 20%.

Cual - So there is danger.

Nao - There is but it is quite small. We have nothing to compare it to...

Alesio - When I first entered the room I used the corresponding Life on the door and it gave 100% danger...

- 100%!!!

The group was shocked…

Eve - That means...

Alesio - ... that those who put on that door would not escape with their lives.

Everyone was silent.

Then they stood up one by one to go to the Death door.

On the other hand ...

Hogar's team, consisting of Queman, Entonces and Quiere who had entered through the Life door were still in the corridor. Although they had already been walking for a while, they did not see any difference in their surroundings.

At one point they thought of stopping and resting, but the body didn't listen to them. It continued forward like a doll.

The group became fearful. They tried to use the magic they possessed, items or talismans, but nothing would listen to them.

It seemed as if they no longer had control over anything and something became the complete master.

Then they saw a door ahead.

This one was white and had a lot of strange writing on it. Since they couldn't recognize them, they didn't beat their heads anymore, but they were getting more and more terrified.

Then the door slowly opened and their bodies followed spellbound inside.

What appeared before them was something much more peaceful than they had imagined.

Their eyes saw a huge room with windows to the outside without glass.

It looked like a palace.

This room was furnished with a large bed with white sheets and sheer curtains surrounding it, falling right from the ceiling. This ceiling was high and dome-shaped, but it had different scenes on it...

There are many books on the shelves on one wall. They looked old and new, but in all of them you could see white handwritten sheets between the sheets, apparently whoever was reading them was taking notes or writing down the important things.

A desk was in another part of the room. It was a very big one. There were different objects and crystals on it . A star map could be seen placed on another wall between the windows.

In the center of the room a chest of drawers was barely visible between the tournament of farts.

The group was now petrified in front of this scene.

A man's body lay casually on that couch.

His shoulder was over his eyes and other hand was falling on the floor.

His legs were stretched out on the couch and crossed.

 He wore a typical nobleman's attire, consisting of somewhat tight gray trousers with a black belt with a silver buckle. For the upper part he wore a white shirt. It had buttons that looked like they were carved out of wood.

They were light in color and had delicate runes carved into the surface.

Long black hair could be seen falling behind the man and onto the floor. 

The panic that had gripped them was suddenly over.

Now looking at this peaceful room and the man on the couch their fear had strangely left them, but their bodies seemed to be trembling. Then...

They fell to their knees suddenly and their backs were full of sweat.

Their body seemed to fear but respect the person in front of them enormously.

Then a suspicion crossed the minds of this group who were now with their heads pressed to the floor in deep worship.

' This door represents Life...'

' If this leads to the very god of Life ...?'

' But wasn't he dead?'

'Is this a god?'

'I can't move, I feel like I'm integrated into the rock...'

' I fear ...'

' He is the god of Life who is supposed to be very good...'

' Maybe he'll leave us alone...'

Then the man moves.

He buried his elbow on his face and slowly looked at the group of four.

His golden eyes were so beautiful. He had a strange look in those eyes. As if he was thinking deeply about something. He didn't even have his eyes focused on the group, he seemed to be looking even further away from them, towards where they came from.

Then he gets up. Now was standing and walking towards the window. There he looked outside.

Strangely the exterior seemed to be constantly changing. Once it was on a mountain top, then on a beach. In the center of a city then forest.

This camera seemed to travel to different locations in the blink of an eye.

The uninvited persons were still kneeling on the floor.

Since this man had stood up, their body no longer had so much pressure on him.

So they raised their heads.

They looked warily at the man who may be the god of Life, and a hatred without beginning or end blossomed in their heart out of nowhere.

It was so strong that it was visible on their faces. 

The man turned to see their faces. He didn't say or do anything to look at them.

Then they woke up.

'What happened?'

'Why did I have this sudden urge?'

However, their train of thought was suddenly stopped by the man's action.

He seemed to swipe the air in front of him…

Then the group felt their body numb. 

They were looking down and their body was slowly starting to disintegrate.

It seemed that every cell was leaving him one by one. They felt no pain but the horror of seeing the body disappear was indescribable.

They wanted to cry out and beg for mercy, but when they opened their mouths, their eyes stayed fixed on those golden eyes. 

They had no emotion in them but somehow a guilt gripped the group.

Now thinking of the hatred that had suddenly appeared in their heart that had almost made them attack the person in front of them, somehow their soul thought that they deserved to disappear.

The last thought on Hogan's mind was this:

'If the soul is the territory of the Dead goddess, why didn't my soul want to attack it or ask for forgiveness? It seemed that he really wanted to be punished by him ... ha ha, I am talking about my soul like another person ...'

The room had only one person again...