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Prologue: King Yama's POV
The first clue had been the lightning flashing across the sky—red, not yellow like it should be, and the second had been the heavy shadows slowly overpowering the light, choking it unto submission. And now, as I stared expressionlessly from my desk at the stormy skies, I saw the third and final clue: the glow from the full moon faded into pure black, deeper than the surrounding sky, with a blood red outline the only thing to show that it was still there.
He was back; I knew it—the prophecy made so long ago was set to be fulfilled and soon. There was nothing I could do now except wait and hope things wouldn't turn out as foretold. I had clung desperately to that hope for countless millennia, always waiting and struggling to forget what I knew that no one else did—the prophesized one's true identity; but I never succeeded, the guilt was almost too much to bear.
"Father? You wanted to see me?" My son walked up to me still using his living world form instead of his Spirit World one—in defiance.
"You've noticed the strange happenings in the living world, haven't you?"
"Yes. Hectic weather patterns—a spontaneous solar eclipse yesterday." My son replied and then furrowed his brows as he stared at the sky. "But it's nothing compared to what's going on here."
"…."
"Father, what's happening?"
"The beginning of a prophecy's fulfillment." I answered sighing and then handed my son a sealed folder that I had kept hidden for millennia waiting for this day.
"Father, this folder…I've never seen…."
"Take it to the Living World, to your Spirit Detective, and read it there. I need to visit someone and warn them."
"About what?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
"But father…." My son began, but I left quickly, opening a portal to where I needed to go, and closing it as soon as I entered so that no one could follow.
Short, I know, but tell me what you think of it anyway.
