Get Down From Khayangan

Rasi and Sect

For years they wanted children, after the prayer was answered everything just vanished. Like just last night they hugged the little baby, now the two must let go for good. The reincarnation of the secrets of nature, the figure of Bening and the goddess Yumna fused in different time wheels.

Time loop

The sparkle of beautiful light nan scorching that narrowed every eye view of creatures on the face of the earth who saw it. The goddess of the moon descends to earth, stirring the inhabitants of the sky, the land of heaven and its content.

Inadmissibility of the Goddess of the Stars, she announced the changing destiny of the constellation of the goddess of the Moon. Even in solitude, the brightest little star was dazzling from a distance.

The star goddess Sansai was a goddess figure hidden behind the layers of the sky. He looked at the fate line Yumna received.

Accompanying the coming of the goddess khayangan to earth, she painted the night sky decorated with beautiful aurora penumbra. According to the weather forecast, it should rain tonight with the storm. Not with the astounding magic of the night every eye looked at. The goddess hoped that the shooting star she had deliberately given to change the moon goddess' destiny could return her back to Khayangan.

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I never thought I could make it to this beautiful green country

Living a different world does not make or change the belief that destiny can return

Grief and tears are mere specks

The whirlwind turnaround leaves lara

The demon-extinguishing ink records are bound

To the emperor of the heavens

I resisted the longing of the place of origin to sow millions of nature there

The remaining half of the power of the goddess Yumna was still concentrated within him. He is the heir to the eternity of the moonlight at night. Now this will no longer be the same, when you open your eyes to look around the room that is so foreign. The body felt lighter than usual, the goddess from the land of Khayangan was recalling herself was on the side of the crescent moon when she heard the sound of hope from a human on earth.

“Where am I? it felt the rush of heartbeats and warm blood inside my body” muttered princess Yumna rubbed her own face.

A butterfly flew around and alighted in one of the fresh blue roses placed in a medium-sized pot on the edge of the window. Slowly he walked towards the window, looking out enjoying the fresh air of the morning dew. However, when he saw from a distance there was black smoke curling up above the blue sky.

“Please! Fire!” the scream mixed with the sound of crying made him do a jumping motion out the window.

The sweep of the wind blew through the flaming sweep of flames increasingly blazing. “Ah just this time I can feel pain. What's with my powers?” muttered the goddess Yumna tried once more.

He tried many times but the movement stopped hearing the cries of a baby from inside the house. Goddess Yumna boldly went inside regardless of the falling pieces of wood and embers. Debris and the foundation of the house almost hit him. He searched for the source of the crying sound from the direction of the back of the house that had been filled with fire. He tries to use his powers to save the baby. He sustained burns to his arm.

“Thank you for saving my son” said a mother took the baby from her hand.

The goddess only nodded her head and turned to look at the tiny baby as if looking at her.

“Who is he? What a great woman” said people watching the incident.

“Security officers come!” someone pointed to the end of the road.

The group of officers with a bat in their hands clustered with angry faces. From behind the trees, one of the men in red jumped and pulled Yumna's hand out of the place. They ran all the way to the river bank near the hills. Yumna's sweat poured out, her breathing was wheezing and her face was flushed red. He threw down the grasp of a man who was still busy looking for a way between the shady trees.

“Let go of me!” yumna snapped her face.

Yumna turned around and stopped bending her mirrored body in the water. His face blackened with smoke, he cleaned his face with water until clean. To her surprise, she saw her slightly changed face.

“You who?” said surprised.

“Woman freak, I seemed wrong to save person” muttered the man pulled the corner of his lips.

While the goddess was still busy patting her face. He noticed his slightly fat body and black hair. "Am I trapped inside this woman's body?" his murmur was blowing a long breath.

"Hey, are you blind? on the other end of the line, the ruthless officers are searching for anyone involved in the fire incident!" said the man screeched watching his gurgle.

"Whatchu mean? I helped the fire victims. Why are the officers chasing me?"

“You are indeed from where to not know their ferocity” said the man.

The government led by the third king Jangja is very cruel, oppressive the people and sidelining the welfare of his country. No one knew the big secret that the king was tricked as a mover puppet by a demon sheathed in a black sect.

Giant cave hundreds of years

The gentleman looked like a beggar asking for help from a group of masked men who possessed black magic. One of the heads of the allied control holders stood up listening to the man's complaint. They're demon king worshipers. Anyone who intends to enter into it can not retreat again. The cave valley lairs of devils looking for human prey.

The selection of the next king is filled with various competition events. Prince Kangra and Jangja are fighting each other. Victory falls on Prince Kangra.

Likewise in the match of knowledge and other insights. Until the day of the inauguration of the crown prince as the next king, Kangra was very happy to get the throne in addition to all his plans to prosper the people.

Prince Jangja's anger will not accept his defeat. He asked the black sect chieftain to drop Kangra's position.

“All your wishes will be fulfilled as long as you surrender your soul to the demon lord and obey our orders. Ahahahah!” said the chief of the black sect.

“Yes, I'm ready! Quickly help me become king in this country!” prince Jangja kneels.

The next day when the prince arrived at the palace, the courtyard was filled with white cloth and a yellow flag. It was supposed to be the day of Kangra's accession to the throne, but it turned into the day of his death.

The feet of Prince Janjgja limp saw the body of his brother who was stiffened. He did not expect his desire to shift Kangra's position to take his life.

“I'm sorry Kangra” muttered Jangja.