The Dark Side

The shadows of the dark forest where the dead trees stand in the night wind like a demon. The atmosphere was terrible. The cold welcomes the arrival of a carriage filled with eerie laughter. Behind the steep and high hill. Several groups of horsemen began to arrive, throwing a loud whip several times.

The sound of a tired horse crying echoed through the forest. They didn't care and rode faster over the steep hills. And some shady trees.

The horses pulling the carriage were sweating and their mouths were drooling, their breaths starting to choke. But the whip that was waving in the air didn't allow them to stop and rest. It's already night. They haven't even tasted a single drop of water from their mistress. One of the horses fell silent. Folding both legs to the ground no longer strong enough to continue the journey.

"Your Majesty, we are unlikely to arrive in the Mongolian empire by tomorrow morning."

The person driving the carriage is even more tired than the horse. A knight in shining armor, who could be considered a charioteer who was no less tired than the horse he rode. He didn't even sip the drink yet. A knight in shining armor. By now he was sweating and panting from exhaustion. As he maneuvered the carriages and drove them over flat areas, and up steep hills. With roads that cannot be passed normally. The steep paths up and down. Arriving on a flat road slightly relieved the man in armor.

"Your Excellency. The horse in front seemed to be exhausted. Shall we stop the journey for a moment?"

"Have mercy on our horses, Your Majesty," he begged the person in the back of his train.

"The horses need to rest," he continued modestly.

"Keep going." The King answered from inside the carriage. The voice was so loud that it commanded and was immediately accepted by his subordinates. No one dared to refuse his orders. If they don't want to die in vain by his hands.

"If you all dare to disobey my orders. Then you too can sleep forever."

"Now leave the horse. We're going to Mongolia quickly," he ordered.

The king's order was like a god's order to them. One bit, or not according to what the King said. Then lives will be at stake.

The skin of a knight in armor, with a sword behind his back. Become paler. He didn't dare to speak anymore and kept driving his horse despite the exhaustion of driving all day and night. They left some of the exhausted horses alone.

"Hurry up!" he asked in a very loud tone. All look pale. The knight's fingers trembled. And started throwing a few more lashes at the horse in front of him.

Because the one sitting in the carriage was none other than the king of the Mongolian Empire. King of Kings. He is famous for his demonic aura that makes all eyes that see him bow down in fear. A King kills the most sadistic and terrifying. None of the villagers dared to look him in the face as he passed in front of him. Everything must be down. In every little mistake. Their lives will be lost.

At this moment, a night enveloped the wilderness, and the mountains looked ominous like a demonic aura enveloping the surrounding nature. Unexpectedly, this majestic King did not bring along a large group of men and horses. He just rushed through the wilderness in a black flannel-covered carriage to a place called "Mohn".

"Stop!" a mysterious voice from behind the horse. Several people in black. With a veil covering her lips and nose, which only saw her eyes.

"You are not allowed to cross this border."

"You only wish to go see King Yinwua. Then it will be my pleasure if you will allow all of us to pass."

"What are you saying? Want to pass this border? Then have to fight with us. Because this is the forbidden forest. No one can survive the forbidden forest."

Forbidden forest, a forest filled with demons. Good human form. Or not materialized. Everyone who lives there. Possesses the power of a forbidden demon that is unparalleled. They just stay in the forest. Without going to mingle with the people in the city or the opposite village.

All the inhabitants of the forbidden forest are very secretive. They only protect the forest. When he felt that there was a danger threatening the village.

"Now you guys get out of here. Or your lives will be our stake."

After intimidating the knights in armor who was forced to become the King's coachman figure. The king himself was still silently leaning against the wall of the carriage and lifting the curtains.

"Who is trying to get in my way?" The King's loud voice made the soldiers and coachmen tremble, bowing their heads.

The moonlight that passed through a gap in the forest flashed across his face. A long red robe accompanied by special armor wrapped around his body, which the King wore accentuated the coldness and whiteness of his face. He is still very young. The king is almost 30 years old. But with facial features that still look youthful and are also a bit too delicate. But the eerie and sinister aura that enveloped his face made him look extremely aggressive and extremely frightening. An aura of darkness began to concentrate on his body. While showing anger that began to come out of him. A red cloak covered with thick black smoke covered most of his body. I don't know where the smoke is coming from. As he reined in he let out smoke from behind his body.

Precisely, Under the moonlight, her pale blue eyes revealed a sharpness that couldn't be ignored. The blue eyes grew sharper. The killing aura started to get strong on him. However, the King tried to contain his anger. He knew what kind of Forbidden Forest. He couldn't kill them. If one of them dies. Then he will be exposed to a curse from the next seven generations. Living in misery. He heard rumors from the mouth of the inhabitants. All people believe in the curse. The forbidden forest is a threat to them.

"So this is your Demon Lord?" a fearless stern voice sounded like an insult to the King.

"Can't you say politely? Or, you just don't know? Who am I?" Fair flat.

"Your demonic power is nothing compared to the demonic power of the forbidden forest. Because you are different." One of the knights started to draw a sword with a red aura burning from the long iron in his hand.

"I don't want to fight with you. Better yet, allow you to enter the forbidden forest immediately."

"Okay, what do you guys want?" Yinwua asked. The king of the Mongolian empire.

"Rest. Don't enter the forbidden forest at night. If you want to reach Mongolian city safely." The threat did not bother Yinwa. His face looks very calm. He flicked his red cloak back. The sword that had originally been drawn half the waist by him. Yinwua started to push him back into place.

But he had to hurry to the small town of Mohn at the foot of the Mohn mountain. Border with Mongolia kingdom before sunrise today.

If not, his uncle,

Yinwua smiled. But, behind that smile. He has his plans. Instead of facing an unmatched opponent. And will die in vain in that forbidden forest. He prefers to obey all the words of the wanderer in front of him.

"Alright! You will quickly find a place to rest!"

Midnight, when the atmosphere looks very quiet. Only the crows made their terrible sounds. The forest is getting darker. Yinwua who was originally sitting stared at the street. He started to rise again. And wearing a red robe covering his whole body.

"Continue the journey!" a loud voice sounded so loud. All the coachmen and some soldiers woke up scared. Their bodies trembled. And immediately get ready to continue the journey again.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yinwua begins another journey through the gripping darkness of the forbidden forest. He kept walking fearlessly. Those two blue eyes seemed to be the light that kept attacking him in the darkness.

Their steps stopped, and someone suddenly came down from the tree with his hand starting to draw his sword. Several arrows threatened him. Yinwua took her dragon whip. Throwing away all the swords and arrows belonging to the unknown person in front of him.

Prang…. Prang... Prang…

The sound of war is inevitable. Some of the soldiers had died from the arrows that flew about them all. Some innocent coachmen and horses also became victims.

"Yinwua, you must die." Hearing those words Yinwua's face gave off a terrifying aura as if flames had started to envelop his face. Yinwua threw a whip right around the neck of the enemy in front of him. Then dropped it to the ground, and pulled it up again. Banging into a tree.

Jlepp…

The sound of an arrow striking his back. Yinwua turned his head. His eyes flashed with anger. He threw his whip over and over in anger. However, Yinwa's body felt extremely weak. His hands looked noble and could not be moved anymore. The terrible aura that came out of his body began to disappear and penetrate back into his body.

Yinwua lay down. On the ground, unconscious. Before his eyes closed. He caught a glimpse of a face, as the black person started to take off his mask.

"We throw His Majesty into the abyss." one of the people there started to lift Yinwua's body. Take him to the edge of the abyss.

Just throw it away. Then leave it.

"Everything's settled. We'll report everything to the eldest prince. We will get a big reward for what we have done."

…

Two days ago. All royal members thought that Yinwa was dead. The people started cheering happiTheythey will throw a big party. If indeed the demon king is dead. And no family members regret his death. But, not with his mother. He was very sorry about what had happened. He shouldn't have asked her to go to Mongolia. The dangerous city is nicknamed the city of death.

Many never survived while passing through the forbidden forest. They will kill him in their way. Without leaving marks at all.

Yinwua knew about it. He still looks arrogant. And kept forcing all his soldiers to enter the forbidden forest. Because it's the only way to quickly get to Mongolian city.

"Your majesty the queen, are you not eating anymore." a maid approached standing beside him. With hands clasped together and bodies bowed.

Respect the queen of the Mongolian empire.

"I am not hungry go!" the queen continued to cut her long hair in front of java. The beautiful face without make-up looks so perfect. The unfiltered face made the maid not stop staring at the queen.

"But, Your Queen has not eaten food for two days.

"I had no appetite. You better go. Before I vent my anger."

The maid looked down in fear. And stepped out of the room with the wood carvings. And the beds are still made of wood. As well as a small beam above it. As a head mat to lie down.

Meanwhile in the human world. A handsome man was lying in a room with white walls. Several needles stuck in his hand.

Boi you. Just a young man who is seriously ill. He lay on the pale white and watched his muscles gradually atrophy, calculating in his heart when he would die.

No one wants to die, including Borience and technology couldn't save him, and the gods in heaven ignored him. So Boi Yu did something unreasonable. He opens an ancient scroll previously obtained by accident that is said to be able to summon Devils.

Boi Yu had thought about it very carefully. This is his only chance to stay alive. And can be free from the deadly disease he suffered.

It says when summoning a demon is in a forbidden forest. Sitting in the lake alone. While chanting some of the incantations that were already written. But, Boi Yu did already have the bloodline of the devil's blood. So he doesn't have to do that. The devil will be summoned when he is alone.

The Devil is a soul-dealing businessman, notorious for his vices.

Boi yu, as if very willing if he had to sell his soul in exchange for the opportunity to be reborn in another world.