1- The curse

One hundred years before our era. There were three worlds invisible, scary or good. The Red World, Hell and Heaven. Many creatures from the red world ended up in either hell or heaven. Some people supported evil and some supported good. Many souls had left the world, some burned and some lived happily. But many of them are held hostage. Some are damned because of the faults of others, and who are they?

Year 1022:

"Ma'am, you must stay strong. Please don't lead us into these problems"- were the words of the lady's right hand holding her strong arms as she prepared to bring a new soul into life.

Lady Astella's great scream was her cry that was heard everywhere in the red world. The world in which lived creatures with supernatural powers who helped earthlings either live easier or harder. Those who fought for territory and for the throne. Terrible to watch. Scary and not friendly at all. If they were to return to their powers, everyone would panic. Ghosts that looked like humans but had scary eye colors, long hair, and black capes. They always felt most powerful in the red moonlight and very little loved by heaven and earth.

Astella, the wife of the spirit of darkness Desmos, the one who had committed millions of sins, the one who had died and was facing hell, while she who was the spirit of evil, was giving birth to a child. A male child, crying so much. All their servants were taking the child, she was helpless and being punished by heaven. Why?

"This child must die. I don't want him to be cursed by heaven. He will live worse than us" - said Astella worried and weak to protect herself and her child.

-: Madam, we have no power to kill a child. The red world is losing power since the death of Lord Desmos. - Astella's hand was giving up its last strength, she was trying to suffocate the newborn child. Trying to make the red world not die out, but grow more and more. Her powers were losing control. She managed to take the baby's breath but also brought herself close to death.

"Rozel, you will be the overseer of this place, get the kid out of here, please don't let him live, he... will be forever alone!" - Astella expressed her pain, pouring blood from her mouth. Her body began to fade as everyone began to bow before her death, when Rozel was the one who left with the lifeless baby, without saying a final goodbye.

"We love our soul. We bow before it" - all the guards spoke at once, where already the place turned into complete darkness, and Rozel holding it in his hand approached a strong pillar. His eyes reddened when his hand was placed on the baby's heart, taking something from his insides. He saw that the baby was gasping for breath, scared and crying in pain. He smiled, left the child there and left.

"We'll see each other again" - he repeats inside his mind. His body disappeared like a shadow that disappears and disappears somewhere in space. Someone was behind him, someone saw the baby leaving. Someone approached him and was hovering around him. He took the baby's neck where the name was written, as a sign that it is the spirit of the red world. "Eligor Malakoda" - whispered a man in white clothes with the name "Jako" written on his back.

Year 1499:

He had committed more than a hundred sins for nearly five hundred years. He was cloaked in black, walking in his family's footsteps, empowering the red world and Rozel to conquer heaven. His body, his power was irreplaceable. He was the one who looked at the many chariots moving in front of him and his mind was only on how to kill them. He was walking in a black cape, with his eyes red.

The red moon, the dark sky, the hot ringing sand, his hot hands, the wind blowing around his body. He managed to kill all those people in the accident and created his 101-st sin. Where do you spend your last chance? The one who died a second time, where even heaven cursed him for his soul to wake up, and be buried in the ground, as a curse of the abuse they themselves did to him as an innocent baby.

"His curse will destroy no one. He will either end up in hell, or he will be forever alone. Heaven no longer exists for him."

-: Yes sir... he is the son of Desmo and Astella, he comes from a sinful family, his soul is also a sin, what if he contacted people. He will also destroy the earthlings.

"My curse is more powerful. No one can improve. He has no place in heaven unless his soul, which he live as a ghost now, achieves what I want."

-: And what should I write in the book?!- asked a boy with angel wings towards him, where Jako is written on the back. It was the same thing that had brought Eligor back to life as a baby. He was asking Lord Losmo, the one who was the leader of Heaven.

"Eligor Malacoda, the soul of a hundred damned, he dare not touch you, feel, live. His life will be colder than ice itself. His soul, unable to attach to anything, will live in the wilderness with the mountain house with other cursed souls who will never have feelings. No human will please him, he will hate everything. Simple way to break the curse..."

Losmo's sentence was interrupted by a frightened voice, it was a slightly taller girl. What I show you is a painting from the red world, where everyone was put in handcuffs .

"Perfect. Now heaven will rule the land." - He said, starting to bring Eligor back to life with his hand. Where his lifeless body was disappearing while his soul was returning to a visible person, feared if his powers were discovered, but always cursed.

This is the person you will know. Eligor, who is now a Ghost Spirit and one of the Grand Dukes of Hell. The best friend of the earthly world and its few powers is the one on the skeleton horse, who travels everywhere but finds nothing. While his last name Malacoda is the leader of the evil ghosts guarding the Eighth Circle of Hell. What is his world like now?

His eyes opened. His eyes open in one, he looks everywhere for stone beds where he was. The letter next to his head spoke volumes. He took it in his hand and started reading.

"Welcome, try to find a way to break the curse".