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Journey into the Dark Universe

While looking at the messages shared by his friends on his phone, Viny realized that something was missing from him. He looked right and left and grunted. "Why did I suddenly feel like something was missing from me." Was it luck that disappeared from Viny? How far could Viny's luck drag him? Could he survive from this cycle by his own protection? Do you also feel like Viny, sometimes something is missing from you? *** When a tribe that exists in our Dark Universe makes their tribal magic formation, they do it step by step; The chieftain took the bowl and came to Anuo. "My existence is a fire." The tribal leader said out loud. "My existence is a fire." Anuo then repeated. The whole tribe followed up "Good morning, child of the fire." "My existence is from blood." The tribal leader said out loud. "My existence is from blood." Anuo then repeated. The whole tribe followed up "Let the blood come, Spring to the life. Let the soul come, Arouse the fire." “Our ancestor Akon Hear me! Anuo will not deviate from your way!” Anuo shouted. The chieftain took the liquid and poured it over Anuo's head, and Anuo bit the bloody heart in her hand and ate it to the end.

nyype · 都市
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227 Chs

Emre (II)

After having dinner at home in the evening, he went to the computer to check the results of the lottery. When he checked the results, he was faced with an incredible result. Of the five different coupons, he won five in one, four in one, three in three. He had earned 27 thousand TL in total.

Emre could not recover for a long time. Emre, whose thoughts were mixed, took a deep breath and reviewed the process again. He took synergy from Zafer, he had synergy from nature, and he prevented people casting magic on him. As a result, his luck had increased. But who had stolen his luck for 26 years of his life?

Emre wondered if he would be successful by going online and sending resumes to four big construction companies. He also continued his life with his new system. He was not in a hurry to go and get the 27 thousand TL yet. Emre was invited to the interview from two workplaces after one week and from others as well in one month.

Emre's idea of ​​changing jobs completely changed. He realized that he could not tell anyone about his current situation and could get a job whenever he wanted. Emre was now questioning his existence and the world. Who was after people's luck?

27 July 2020, 7:54 PM

Trying to decide what to do after having dinner at home, Emre started researching "how to make magic" on the internet. Emre, after considering not find a successful magician in Turkey, on the internet, began to research especially on the folks who are interested in witchcraft.

He conducted research on primitive African tribes living in the Republic of South Africa. It came across a very interesting spell.

After any creature to be sacrificed was left where it was after being killed, a triangle was drawn around it with the victim's blood. Candles were placed in three corners and lit. It was written that the wish was made, and that the person making the wish must burn something belonging to him by entering the triangle. Emre realized that this spell was dangerous. He thought that even if magic didn't really work, he might be endangered by sacrificing something of his own.

He later found that a wizard living in the Caribbean in central America solved the ghost problem and cured schizophrenics. When someone who was treated by this wizard explained the process on the internet, Emre began to evaluate the situation in detail.

The treated person was seated in a pentagonal area drawn in lime powder. One plant was burned in each corner of the pentagon. As soon as the plants were burned, they were completely charred within five minutes. The sorcerer was constantly repeating the same sentences or phrases in an incomprehensible language over and over. The healed guy stated that at the end of five minutes, something was missing from himself and that he recovered. Emre realized that the method was not different from Africans, and that the person was missing something from himself.

He decided to continue by researching the methods of the Chinese. On one site, he saw that the magic mechanisms in a recent video game were designed very interestingly, that there really were such spells, and he commented that wizards were now producing computer games. This video game was entirely in Chinese. And a node (Internet Protocol) was required over China to enter the game.

Emre decided to examine the pictures and videos shared on the internet about the game rather than installing and playing the game. At this point he saw seven or eight different magic methods. One was very in line with the method of Africans and middle Americans. After drawing an octagonal circle with tree ash, a handful of cultivated mushrooms was placed on each corner. An object had to be placed in the center of the octagon and it had a precious stone such as ruby, emerald or diamond inside itself.

After the mushroom ashes were burned, a drop of blood of the person was dripped on the object. The octagon was circled seven times until the eight handfuls of mushrooms were extinguished. The spell was being completed. When the spell was completed, the object in the middle was under the control of the person whose blood was spilled. While carrying this object, the person was protected against magical attacks. Emre compared this interesting spell with other spells. Finally, he decided to try, albeit unreasonably.

28 July 2020, 8:55 AM

"Emre, are you sure you really want to quit? Did you find another job? If you haven't found it, I can write you a vacation, go get your head together. It is difficult to find a job in this age. "

"Mr. Hasan, I thank you very much. Actually, I have no problem with my job. But I want to do other things in the future. I decided it was time to chase the things I wanted to do now. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will come to your visit. I'm sorry. "

Emre had decided to quit his job. Near noon, he went to claim his winning coupons that he had won a month ago. He took a taxi to avoid paying for the bus on his way. With his jackpot money, he immediately went to a jeweler and bought a ruby ​​necklace made of precious stones for 8 thousand TL. Then he stopped by a small herbalist, bought 10-15 handfuls of cultivated mushrooms and asked to grind them there.

On the way, he stopped by the bakery that produced a wood bread and bought charcoal. Then, Emre, who came home, shifted the furniture to the corner and applied the magic mechanism as he saw it. Emre dropped a drop of blood from his finger on the ruby ​​necklace, then burned the mushrooms and made seven rounds around the octagon.

Just as he completed the seventh round, the blood on the ruby ​​necklace suddenly disappeared, and the necklace glowed like sun for a moment and returned to its original state. The mushrooms also disappeared at this time completely without leaving ashes. Coals that put for octagon even disappeared. Only the necklace was lying on the floor.

Emre's heartbeat got very fast and his eyes were shining. He really could not believe the magic had happened. After taking a deep breath, he took the necklace in his hand. There was no change in the necklace. When he wore the necklace around his neck, he saw the octagonal circle made inside the ruby ​​stone and the presence of a burning fire in the center.

This was an incredible event for Emre. Would this fire protect Emre? Curious about this, Emre immediately ordered food from the internet with 50 liras from his previous salary. He wondered if his luck would diminish when his money went down the internet. He began to spend his life researching magic and methods at home. About magical plants, about magical places, about magical events ...

31 July 2020, 7:35 AM

Emre woke up early in the morning and all his attention was on his necklace. He was wondering if anything stolen from him on April 1 was luck or something. He thought that if his chance was stolen, the same spell was cast periodically. And now, 5 months had passed since the day he was experiencing that moment. He wondered what would happen because he thought it happened every month.

Emre was completely shocked when suddenly the necklace released a bright light. Indeed, someone was casting a spell on Emre's luck. Interestingly, online shopping was enough for the magic to happen. Emre examined his necklace again. Would he protect the necklace once or constantly? Or is it proportional to the strength of the attack spell?

One corner of the octagon on Emre's necklace was lifted. The power of the fire was reduced. When Emre saw the octagon with a missing corner, he truly believed in the existence of magic. He realized that now the luck of all humanity was seized. Emre realized that he was facing a great war, although he was wondering whether it was just luck or other things that were tried to be detached from him.

According to the research he has done at home for the last week, he had established a balance such as mushroom-octagon-gemstone-blood-7 rounds for the defense spells, and wood incense-lime powder or sand-pentagon or hexagonal-blood-continuous lap for the attack spells. Not sure how the process would work, he decided to do this job by trial and error.

First, he went to the city center by taxi and bought himself an emerald-embroidered silver ring from the jeweler. Then he went to the Herbalist and bought a handful of saffron, 50 packages of wood incense, 1 kilogram of ground mushrooms and some of the snake pillow, which was the worst-smelling herb in the herbalist at that time. The herbalist shopkeeper stated that if it is eaten, it is toxic and that it is used to dress the wound. Later, when he came home again, he struggled with the magic mechanism. He began to experiment with magic.

August 1, 2020, 10:45 AM

Emre felt he was ready to make his first try. He drew a pentagon with lime powder and poured 10 grams of saffron on each corner. He placed a 'full gold coin' in the center of the pentagon. After dropping 3 drops of blood from his finger, he put 1 wood incense on each of the saffron and burned it. When the incense starts to burn, he started to circulate around the pentagon and repeated "Luck. Luck. Luck…"

When the incense was halfway, the drops of blood lifted up. While Emre is no longer surprised and wondering what will happen, aloud "luck. Chance. Chance." Keep repeating. He continued circling the magic mechanism. One of the blood drops fell back into the gold coin and vanished. As the incense continued to burn, a whirlpool of saffron formed in the center of the pentagon. The vortex was spinning very slowly. The drops of blood began to whirl in harmony with each other in the center of the vortex.

As the incense faded, the color of the vortex turned blood-red and began to fill towards the gold coin. Emre was watching the whole process with interest. While the gold coin constantly shifted color between the yellow and red colors, the entire vortex was swiftly entering the coin and the vortex disappeared. The color of the gold coin became dark black. In the middle of the coin were two blood-red pupils.

Emre did not dare to touch the money for a while. Finally, succumbing to his curiosity, he touched the gold coin. The moment he touched the gold coin, the coin suddenly entered his chest. It took the form of a black coin sized tattoo right at the junction of the rib cage. Red pupils were vividly seen in the tattoo. Emre felt the coin resting in his chest, but he couldn't pull it off.

Unable to understand what happened, Emre realized that his body was getting stronger. As he moved to look in the mirror, he fell to the ground as soon as he took a step. He could not understand why he fell to the ground. He got up and took a step again and fell again. After lying on the floor for a while, he started laughing to himself.

"Hahaha. What happened to me, why I can't walk even though I feel so strong. " he spoke to himself, laughing loudly. He got up slowly again and slowly tried to step up. Even his very slow step was too fast. He realized that he was losing his balance because he was so fast.

Emre had planned to try to get a lucky charm, try to win in gambling, and try to understand those who destroyed his luck and the world of magic. But the result was completely different. A black force had empowered himself completely. Failing to understand what his new power meant, he stared at the ceiling for a while.

When Emre felt that he was now able to control himself, then he started examining his tattoo in front of the mirror. Suddenly rumbling began to come from Emre's stomach. After opening the refrigerator in the kitchen and eating how much breakfast and food left from yesterday, the feeling of hunger did not subside. He quickly left the house and stopped by a restaurant. He wanted two servings of food. He was still feeling hungry after he had swept it all away.

He didn't think he would get enough if he ate more. He immediately went to the hospital to solve his hunger problem. Doctors said that his stomach was empty, and he had to eat. Emre was completely shocked. He found out that he was completely healthy and grinded all he ate. He went to the nearest restaurant and asked for a four-person menu.

1:15 PM

Restaurant employees were still talking and joking about Emre among themselves.

"Brother, the man officially ate for 24 people. I've never seen anything like it. Paid 800 TL. 800 TL for a meal, amazing! Ali, have you seen people who ate this much? "

"I think he should get into the Guinness record book. I cannot understand how he can eat so much and get fit."

"It's like the man has a monster inside."

"Hey, hey! Don't say such things, this is the greatest customer ever. Whenever we take care of him directly, we will no longer have a problem with selling food. Hahaha"

"But brother, isn't it interesting? How can he eat so much ... "

"Our ancestors used to not get up without eating a lamb. Maybe we have a problem. "

"Hahaha. Are you saying that our ancestors were teleported? He didn't look like me at all. Heheh"

"If he doesn't look like you, then you are not a purebred Turk. Muhahaha. Half-breed you re!"

"Hey, what did you say!"

When Emre got home, he felt terribly tired, barely threw himself into bed and lost consciousness.