Paying Life Debts (BL)

Arc 2: 2.6

(A/N: I'm so sorry about the late update. Due to being busy in real life these past few days, I haven't updated any chapters at all. At first, I wanted to write as many as possible to get it done as a draft, but life's suck. It didn't even leave me a little time. Actually, this chapter was half-done but the other half I was busy then that is it. XD So here the chapter.)

Today was the third day of the festival, which was the celebration of the one million year birth of the Netherworld. It was also important for all the dead spirits that were soon going to see the chosen one by the Nether God. They always waited for this day every year because they had been waiting for the Nether Empress for a thousand years. They didn't know whether this year they would get the Empress for their Emperor or not. But all they could do was pray to the Nether God. The big violet sun from the first had already set since the end of the first day, and it made everyone frustrated, but they couldn't do anything. Thus, their last hope was the third day of the festival.

Nineteen arrived at the platform early than the others so he was in the middle of the crowd. Last time he was too far away from the altar due to waking up late, so this time he got his system to wake him up early to be able to get in the front. In the end, he couldn't get to the front, so the middle was also fine with him.

As it was near the time that the Nether Emperor came, more and more dead spirits flowed in. The crowd quickly went silent when they saw the golden shine from afar because they knew it was the Nether Emperor's arrival.

Nineteen also joined the crowd, looking at the person cloaked in the golden robe. The Nether Emperor walked slowly toward the altar like on the first day. He also stopped halfway and turned to look in a certain direction, then after a while, he continued on.

Unlike the first day, he swung the wooden staff, today he put the wooden staff aside and kneel on one knee in the middle of the altar, and all the dead spirits after seeing their Emperor kneeled, they also kneeled down but on both knees with their head bowed down too.

Nineteen saw that everybody had already kneeled down, he also hurried to kneel down too. He took a peek at the process but he couldn't see due to being blocked by those dead spirits. He tried a few more times but still didn't succeed, he gave up and just focused on the ceremony.

As for the Nether Emperor who was on the altar, when he kneeled down, he began to chant a string of incantation that lasted about a minute until he finished chanting it. He then rose from the ground and looked up to the sky above the altar. The atmosphere stayed still for a while when a familiar phenomenon appeared.

A golden light pierced through the dark sky of the Netherworld, then the light made its way to a certain direction in the crowd. After that, it shone on one particular person which made that person standing in the spotlight. The dead spirits who were around that person suddenly took a few steps back in order to make way for the chosen one to the altar.

Nineteen who was still kneeling didn't notice that the dead spirits around him scattered away from him, he was still in the kneeling position until his system yelled at him.

[Host, stand up!]

[Why?]

[Don't you want to see who is the chosen one?]

[Of course.]

[Then stand up.]

Nineteen instantly stood up and was surprised that there was no one around him and those who were around him were standing quite far away from him. Then he noticed that the place he was standing on was very bright, he immediately looked up and nearly got blind by the brightness of this golden light. Then the sound of the Nether Emperor reached his ear.