SUSKALA [Introduction Diary of the Soul Cluster ]
Chapters 12. The Black Science Congress

Human fellowship with the supernatural world had already begun for a long time both at home and abroad. It can even be said, it has existed since the first time human civilization was formed.

As the culture grows, the partnership becomes more and more sticky. However, there is something very valuable to pay for the partnership.

That is conscience.

Sangkala walked while guessing about a woman named Sulastri. Until something stops him. Mounds of land on the southeast side of the school building was very attention Sangkala.

In the mound, a very strong black magic airs out. Unlike all the ghostly apparitions that exist, the place is very human.

The mound is a tomb.

A tomb that does not seem to be sanctioned by the earth. Sangkala also met the teacher to ask about the mound of land that had been destroyed by the ruins. How surprised Sangkala when reading the story about the mound in the notebook belonging to the teacher.

It turns out that the past of the tomb is still related to the mystery of Sulastri.

While gnawing at her painless temple, her memory of the giant female demon still loomed over her head.

Sangkala quickly shook her head to expel those horrible memories. He began to open a story sheet about the mound of land that seized his attention.

The story of a traveling dangdut singer who is famous for his fascination with male audiences in the nineties era.

The woman is not only famous for her beauty and her sweet voice, but also for her wobble.

However, who would have thought, behind his deadly allure was embedded dozens of stackers almost all over his body.

Her forehead, her cheeks, her lips, her breasts, her waist, even her buttocks. All points that can make a man up when looking at it.

His sharing with black magic has brought his name soar, and he lives on with a treasure.

However, when the charm of the midwife gives an advantage to her own life, the bad damage of her beauty affects others. He has driven many men crazy to divorce their wives.

However, there is a price to pay for the luxury of it all. That is, he will never be able to marry, let alone have children. His life may have triumphed on stage, but languished in solitude.

Every time he tried to marry someone, that man would definitely die in a horrible way. Like getting hit, run over, suffocating, his body shattered, and such. Life floated solely to redeem a charm.

Repeatedly the event happened to the female biduan. His conscience is broken.

Crushed mess.

The woman also decided to remove all her stacking on the shaman who had previously implanted the stack into her body. Unfortunately, the shaman has died. And his successor could not accept the woman's request.

Sharing the woman with black magic will not be able to escape until anytime. Until the closing of the twilight of his life, he was dead by a sense of loneliness, loneliness, and loneliness.

Alone without a companion.

And worse than that, his body was not received by heaven and earth. The sacred universe is reluctant to accept such defilements.

Once he shares it with the black world, he will forever be bound to the black world.

Forever.

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...Day Notes 11 ...

...Dear, diary......

...For the umpteenth time, the search was reunited with black magic and its effects on life. The path of darkness that should not be taken if man wants a peaceful life. ...

...The mystery still lies. Strong enemies ready to challenge....

...It's time to increase my strength......

^^^-Sangkala^^^