six pages

The story of Jennar

_Orion's Description

Orion is a young man in his mid-twenties. His features are sharp yet weary, as if the experiences of life and travel have passed him by too quickly for his age. His eyes are slightly sunken, a dark color tending towards deep green, always bearing a wary look, as if they see what others cannot. His skin is pale, with a slight yellowish tinge, beneath which are clear shadows of fatigue, especially under his eyes, as if he has never known sleep. His blond, unkempt hair falls haphazardly onto his forehead, adding to his enigmatic and tense appearance. His body is thin but taut, suggesting a hidden strength rather than an outward show, like someone accustomed to running away rather than confronting. He always wears dark clothes: a simple black jacket, a faded shirt, and practical trousers, as if preparing for something dangerous at any moment. His movements are slow and cautious; every step is calculated, and every glance behind him carries suspicion or fear of something pursuing him. His voice is low, almost a whisper, but when he gets angry, it becomes sharp and sudden. Inside, there is a clear conflict between obeying his father Damon's wishes and doubting the reality he sees with his own eyes.

Orion is not a traditional hero, but a broken man forced to walk a dark path, each step bringing him closer either to Survival or transformation into something else entirely

_Description of Warren

The Spirit Lord Warren is no ordinary man, but a weighty presence, as if the very air itself were constricting around him. He appears to be in his late forties or early fifties, but his true age is impossible to estimate. His face bears the weight of a lifetime, his skin pale, almost gray, as if it hasn't seen the sun in years. Beneath it lie dark veins, barely visible, yet hinting at something unnatural. His eyes are his most dangerous feature, deep and dark, like a bottomless well. Anyone who gazes into them for too long feels as if they are being pulled in. His gaze is steady and cold, devoid of anger or mercy, only judgment. His hair is slightly long and black, streaked with gray, and unkempt, as if he cares less about his appearance and more about something more important: control. His sparse, incomplete beard gives him the appearance of a hermit or priest emerging from the darkness. His body is thin, but not weak; rather, it seems like a vessel for unseen power. Every movement of his is calm yet decisive. He always wears long, dark clothing, more like a black cloak or an old coat, its edges moving slowly even in the absence of wind. When he speaks, his voice is low and deep, never rising, but his words are commands that cannot be refused. He does not shout, he does not get angry. Because he doesn't need his presence and personality. When Warren enters a place, sounds fade, movement slows, and it's as if reality itself acknowledges his control. Spirits don't attack him but submit to him when he needs them. They circle around him like smoke, waiting for a single signal from him. Warren's power is to kill in order to restore balance to his world. Spirits kill for him, not for himself, but for them in their own way. Warren returns spirits to bodies, but not out of mercy, rather to enforce a law that only he sees, so that Warren, the master of spirits, may remain. He sees himself neither evil nor hero, but as a judge and ruler between life and death. But is he a savior or an executioner? Does he restore justice to its rightful owners or create a new hell? No one knows, but one thing is certain: whoever stands before Warren never leaves the same.

My name is Mr. Jenar?!

Warren turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Ala:

Lady Ala

Warren looks at the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Rik:

Lady Rick

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Ka:

Lady Ka

Warren turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Span:

Lady Span

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Anra:

Mr. Anra

Warren looks at the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name? Labbatra:

Lord Labbatra

Warne turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warne, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Thebron:

Lady Theron

Warne approaches the next spirit and asks:

warne, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Gnar:

Lord Arion?!

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Warben:

Lady Warben

Warren turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Lsharz:

Lady Lsharz

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Wgan:

Lord Wgan

Warren turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Rodbutha:

Lord Rodbutha

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Nosbama:

Lord Nosbama

Warren turns to the next spirit and asks:

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name? Rabdafka:

Mr. Rabdafka

Warn approaches the next spirit and asks her:

Warn, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

Rabdak:

Warren approaches the next spirit and asks,

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

What is your name?

War:

Lady War.

—Orion's spirit is in Warren's grasp.

Warren, Lord of Spirits, approaches Gnar and asks him;

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

Did Damon's spirit enter your body?

Gnar replies,

Gnar:

Damon's spirit did not enter my body.

Warren, Lord of Spirits:

The Black Cat came to you. What did he say?

Gnar:

He told me to kill some people from the Six Pages so that my spirit would remain in my body.

Warren, Lord of Spirits, said:

Did you kill any of them?

Gnar:

I killed them.

Warren, Lord of Spirits, said:

Who are they?

Gnar:

I killed the man in the hospital and the spirit woman in the house.

Warren:

And you came here to kill me?! Gnar said: "I came to kill you, as it is written on the third of the six pages." Orion's soul was in Gnar's body, and Gnar's soul was in Orion's body. The souls did not accidentally mix between Orion and Gnar. It was Warren who transferred and switched the souls so that Orion could not lie to him. When the soul separated from the body and entered another body, Orion lost control of the mind, and Warren became the controller of the soul, and the souls spoke without lying. Warren appeared to be controlling Orion, just like the souls that fell into Warren's grasp.

_Jinar in Orion's Body

Warren approached Orion and asked him,

Warren:

How did you kill, Lord Jinar?

Orion said:

I had a beautiful wife who loved me and whom I loved. One morning I woke up and found her dead. I grieved for her and my tears flowed. My wife was very loyal, and my grief for her was immense. I felt that my heart and hers beat together. My heart stopped from grief for her, and I died. Please, Warren, Lord of Spirits, bring me my wife.

Warren said:

I will bring her to you, but she will be released to kill later. The scene was mind-boggling. Orion's spirit was in Jinar's body, and Jinar's body had been entered by Orion's spirit, and each was speaking with the other's voice.

_The Story of Jinar

Jinar was married to a very beautiful woman named Selonia. Jinar and Selonia were a young couple who loved each other.

Selonia and Jinar were celebrating their first wedding anniversary at home. The celebration was filled with short moments of happiness: dancing, music, drinking wine, and laughter. When the celebration ended, they went to their room, and it was a romantic night. They exchanged kisses and intimate moments of love. They slept that night with happiness on their faces, filling the small house. The next morning, Jinar woke up, sat up, and looked at Selonia. She looked beautiful as she slept. Jinar approached Selonia and kissed her on the forehead, whispering,

Jinar: Good morning, my love.

Selonia: Selonia.

But Selonia didn't answer.

Jinar tried many times to wake Selonia, his face filled with alarm, but Selonia didn't respond and didn't wake up. Jinar discovered that Selonia had died. Jennar appeared terrified and saddened. He embraced Selonia, resting his head on her heart, and tears streamed from Selonia's eyes. Jennar died of grief for Selonia.