Death Island

The funeral is blue

Mano blew the silver flute Yahmen gave him, his most precious treasure.

Blow the song Yahmen often sing for nature. Accompanying the canoe line split the ocean.

Sadness and crying still go through them all.

The sea and the friendly wind delivered a line of canoes across as quickly as possible.

It was as if they also mourned the death of the valiant warriors.

Rows of dolphins lined up to let the canoe procession cross the ocean. Dolphins don't usually care.

This time, they stayed in the middle of the lined ocean and raised their heads by spouting water from the hole in their heads.

As a sense of condolence for the departure of everyone and the flute blower for nature.

Everyone looked at the barrier of hundreds of people who had become a shadow of smiling spirits and Aoi's herd of wolves were waiting for them.

Everyone gasped, the spirits so eagerly waiting for their warriors who freed him from an Alberto tyranny.

The song that Mano chanted along with his magic power split the silence, only the sound of water accompanying him.

Each spoke with their hearts and sadness was clearly reflected.

The seagulls circled them.

The Eagles of Ayesha and Mano were still yawning with heartfelt chants in the sky circling with the rows.

Ayesha at Heru's side joined hands. They were so sad, Ayesha was incessantly crying.

Recalling Yahmen's love, Mano blew the flute with tears.

Everyone remembered the kindness of Yahmen, Aoi, and the 11 hatter warriors. Their shadows running around and fighting on the Island of Death still filled everyone's minds.

Across, rows of elderly and children were waiting for them. As if, during the night they were there to look forward to the news.

Everyone stood up hoping for anxiety. The ghostly shadow of the ancestors and victims of Alberto's tyranny as well as the herd of wolves floated above the parapet in the white silhouette of a human and a wolf.

The howls of wolves that out of nowhere roared long along with endless simple howls. Sadness among the long howls.

Canoe lines are aghast at all the incredible phenomena presented by nature, cloudy decorating the horizon.

As if everyone was sad. The flute still continues to echo. Flowers bloom, leaves begin to grow in between branches and twigs.

The birds chirp softly on the branches of the tree. Everything is filled with deep sorrow.

They try to give the best for the flute blower who is always devoted to nature.

Now, he went back to his island. To a place where he fought and spent much of his time, to fight and defend the truth and stop an atrocity.

The pawns join hands with their partners, tighten each other's grip. Mona and Hendro embrace each other.

Kirana and Kabir clasped their hands tightly in the canoe, as did everyone.

It was as if their dreams had survived all the havoc Alberto had created.

All the pawns remembered their first start to set foot on the island with fear and confusion.

All the struggle and blood they have given and the lives they took from their opponents.

Everyone looked at both of their hands that were filled with blood and tears.

On this island they understood the meaning of loyalty, honor, and brotherhood. They found everything, because of a Yahmen, Aoi, 11 hatter fighters and all the beeluf, the Hideng Tribe.

If death had taken them, they would have been sincere. Alberto's cruelty forges them to be strong and full of responsibility and dedication.

Like the request of the two before they died, where both of them always spend time and grieve.

The lila flowers usually bloom on full nights and dry seasons. Now, it beautifully blooms along the cliff.

They received the two humans who had always been running around, laughing, crying, and struggling on their cliffs.

Arriving across, they dig a grave and bury them, Just Aoi, Yahmen, on the cliff of a hatter in a rock niche.

Sepuh Rayun with his magic power, made a hole. They buried them both there.

Mark it with a large piece of stone as a gravestone that reads. "Aoi Si Srigala Tebing and Yahmen Si Elang Beeluf"

The carving is so beautiful pinned by Sepuh Rayun. For their last grandchild. The son of their cousin, Bahale's father the previous Chairman of Beeluf.

All offered prayers and placed beautiful flowers there.

While 11 hatter fighters they buried, in the valley of their hometown hatter.

Among the yellow and red flowers, where they first ran to save themselves from murder on that dark night.

As early milestones they fight for the freedom, resentment, and anger that rule their young souls.

Their respective black swords, as graveyard marker headstones each with a name engraving given by Balian and Mano on the sword hilt.

Mano stuck all their swords with magic as their headstone, so that no one would be able to take it.

Hatter's children, beeluf, and the elderly ran around welcoming them back with cries.

All the children of the hatter warriors were sad, they lost their father and mother. The marriage of hatter and beeluf cost them both.

Balian, Mano, and Sanna embraced them all. Fifty children hatter as the successor milestone of the Hatter Clan.

"I will take care of you, my children!" balian and Mano. Their age is twilight, and those who are late to marriage.

Making Mano and Balian have no descendants of the 13 hatter fighters. Balian is sad and he is grateful to still have the opportunity to take care of so many children at the end of their lives.

Hatter's children cry hugging Balian and Mano, Sanna smiles. He did not expect his brother to be the parents of their children.

Sanna remembers her childhood, it was Balian who always protected the 12 hatter children who cried sadly. At night, they remembered their two dead parents.

Now, when gray hair filled the head of the brother. He also still has to take care of 50 children as he once did to their parents.

Balian, Mano, and Sanna promised to love them in the valley of hatter as their children.

Beeluf, led by Ayesha and Heru, returned to the Sand Tower and promised to build the area.

The Hideng people still live on the island of Death. A flying convoy landed on Death Island.

Everyone gasped, they forgot that the mechanical trio broadcasted everything from the Noble Island to the Island of Death with their shrewdness.

The government took over everything. The government brought the entire pawn family, and brought in the help of groceries and medicine as well as doctors.

Governments in all countries have arrested and prosecuted all those who contributed to their crimes against the Island of the Dead and the Island of the Immortals.