SYSTEM: Changing Hundred Faces

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"Woooy..turning wooooy!!!"

Tito's still on his motorcycle. It stopped on the side of the road. Turn off the engine and pull Ridho's hand that began to act twirling his gear-headed buckle.

"Dho, turn Dho! Jan maen-maen equals life, Dho! Inget your parents at home, Dho! Either we die, or the dead! Both of them are choices that harm ourselves. Plis Dhoooo!!! Ikeeeee...!!!"

The craaak!!!

What is that sound?????

Is that what's getting slashed??????

........

"Of course!!!"

The screams of Cakil's friends made Tito look back.

"Eh? Koq??? My neck why this? This much blood!!!"

Tito just stared one by one the faces of Cakil's friends.

"Acakiil!!! Cakil, jan die luuu!!! Hik hik.... Woy, demon!!! Survive bro!!! Woooy, sneak bring Cakil woooy!!! Back, munduuuuur!!!"

Ridho's voice rattled with sobs. Tito was still standing gallantly while holding the nape of his neck that was drenched in blood.

"Khan the cave said what, bro! Gadak bawuran! Just get fucked, till life's at stake!"

"Bring Cakil, Mad!!! Woy, mo where are you on??? Hee....!!!"

The sound of police car sirens roared deafening the eardrums of people who heard them. Make everyone involved bawuran, dagger run ridge.

Tito was still with his right hand holding his back neck, swept by a teary-eyed Ridho.

"Tuh khan Dho! Say khan my neck?!? It's all Dho's brawl! No more brawls, Dho!!"

"Diem you, mony*t! Jan a lot of bacods!!! You must be strong, Brother!!! We need to get to the hospital! Let your neck be sewn immediately! Hik hik hicks..."

"Think of you, Dho! What if you die, what about your family, your parents! If the person who died too, how are your family, your parents too! Don't do brawl again, Dho! Promise, you must be aware of your friends, to no longer brawl. Yea?!?"

"Udah, diem! If you haze the mulu, more blood will come out! Tar you're out of blood, Bambang! Hik hik hicks....."

"Gue is not Bambang, Ridho!!! I'm Tito. Sulistyo Tito! Call me brother! Coz I'm 25 years old, 2 months out 26 years old!"

"Yes! It's up to you, Tukijan! Lu kudu hold on!!! Woooy... help napaaaaa?!? What blind people? Do you see people dying?! Wooooooii...!!!!!"

Ridho screamed roaring watching Cakil's (Tito) body weaken and fall down the sidewalk of the capital's streets.

He was unable to see fresh blood that continued to spurt from the nape of Cakil's neck (Tito). The water continues to melt.

Ridho was still shaking the body of his friend who was bleeding heavily due to being slashed by the neck by the opposing samurai.

"Dho! Don't cry, Dho! Your face is ugly if you cry! Help me call God's asthma! I'm willing to die as long as I promise, no more brawls! Say the same to laen! This is the last message from me!"

"Basar sarap's! Don't talk weird, Cak! Hik hick hicks.huaaa...Oh yeah!!!"

"Laa ilaaha.... Muhammeddar Rosulullaah.....!!!!!!"

"Yahoooooo!!! Cakiwil....."

Tito closed his eyes. Saying bismillah and tawhid. This might be a real death for him.

But Tito was grateful to pass through with a peaceful and happy heart.

There is no such thing as a brawl on this earth. Which only produces tears and disappointment from all the consequences of brawl disputes.

Like being pulled in a white labyrinthine hallway, Tito's body is like being stung by an all-powerful flow of electricity.

"Oh God! I give this body soul to You only!" Only that sentence was able to be uttered in his heart.

DING (HOST FAILED)

Huh uh???

DING (MISSION FAILED. NOT GETTING A CHANCE TO RETURN TO THE ORIGINAL BODY)

Hua...!!! What about dong niii???

DING (REMAINS OF NINETY-NINE FACES MISSION)

(TAKE A CHANCE YES OR NO)

Yes, yes, yes, do it. Than I can't go back to my own body! Tito was upset.

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"Vendiiiiiiiiii!!!!! No, Wendiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!! Down, Naaaaak!!!! Don't lompaaaaat!!!!!!"

The roaring voice of a middle-aged woman from below resuscitated Tito.

His eyes were round, glaring at the view downwards.

Huh????!?!

Eh??? Koq the woman paced back and forth shouting at him as she continued to wave both her hands.

Tito. It's on top of a building.

Like an old building. Maybe 4 or 5 floors?!?

Lho???

What is he doing, standing on the top of the building???

Want what???

Yes Tuhaaan...!!! What else is this?!?

The human body, especially the one he now possesses? Hhh...

DING

DING

(MISSION : THWART THE SUICIDE DEATH OF THE HUMAN HOST WHO IS CURRENTLY ENTERING THE FAMILY)

Heavy duty!!!

(IF THE HOST MANAGES TO SAVE HIM, THE REWARD OF A YAMAHA R15 MOTORCYCLE BELONGS TO THE HOST)

Huh uh??? Tito. Between goosebumps but happy. Wadidaw is a great gift.

Good. I try!

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