When the three returned to the mansion, dinner was already served on the table. The two men who were not used to the insane efficiency of the servants that bordered an ESP exchanged glances.
"The food smells good." Old man Fernando could only say to diffuse the awkward silence.
The two others nodded. Anyway, the dishes indeed looked and smelled appetizing, if they would focus on it and not mind the number of people surrounding them, that was.
When they sat at the long table, Ley could not help but peek at Hana. He could not help but wonder if, for the past sixth months, she ate by herself watched by more than five pairs of eyes. When he imagined himself taking her place, the resulting scene made him never want to consider the idea again.
"Please enjoy." He heard the old man's butler spoke.
Like she had rehearsed it a thousand times, Hana elegantly picked up her utensils and filled up her plate with the dishes she wanted
...-Inside a luxury cafe, Eastwood City, QC, Metro Manila-Aurora 'Aura' Miller had always been a failure of a writer. She would have long starved if her late parents did not leave her a few rental units as an inheritance.Her editor friend, Lucy Roces, was aware of it and this was the reason why even though their friendship was quite deep, the other party never brought up publishing Aura's book through their publishing house.Now the two met since the female author offered to treat the other as a celebration for her new work."I say, Lucy, I'm pretty sure I'm almost there. My book is already half-way done, and I only need another burst of inspiration to finish it. I can feel that this new one will become a colossal hit, so I'm treating you in advance." Her eyes brimming with excitement, the author said passionately before taking a sip from the cup of coffee in her hands."Are you still working on that same horror story? T
..."Let's not talk about her." Nathan once again opened the small gate and allowed Lucy, his editor, to enter. "What brought you here?"Lucy smiled and raised the fried chicken and veggies that she bought. "Let's celebrate. Your stories sold so well and my cheap boss gave me a raise plus a delightful bonus."The man also smiled and unceremoniously snatched the food from her hand. Nathan invited her in - for the very first time. Before, she could only see the guy from the gate.Once inside the house, Lucy roamed her eyes again and couldn't help but feel like the house really has a rather heavy atmosphere. From the outside, it could already be sensed. The feeling only grew stronger when she entered. She took a seat, shrugged, and mused, 'Probably the fault of the gloomy ghostwriter.'From the kitchen, the man brought out dishes onto the table and prepared the plates and utensils for both of them.Watching him, she spoke up."Hey,
...This happened a day before a certain writer-editor pair met up.A jet plane was rented for Ley's group, arranged naturally by the servants the excessively nice Goddess granted them. Since they could not sleep, they deemed it better to use their time to talk about their new statuses.It was then that they remembered Ley and Fernando still hadn't shown their abilities."How to know whether we have one and how to make it come out?" With a puzzled face, the old man asked.To which Hana answered, "Well... It's instinctive as well. So just will to know your ability? Think of wanting to get one? That's how I accidentally discovered my healing powers."The airhead's answer almost made the other youth roll his eyes. Yet before he knew, it, his ability manifested when he headed for the bathroom and discovered that he somehow teleported inside it. It was either teleportation, or shortening distance. What was more magical was that
...Fernando 'Ando' Diaz, name of the old man who's now assuming the post of a cheaply gained grandpa for both Hana Valencia and Ley Baler.Two days ago, Leyte explained to him why they, Hana and Ley, had to go to the city. It was not hard to understand.If faith energy was now their lifeline, it meant they had to ensure a steady stream of it.That steady stream would be hard to get from the island, for those residing in the village were already a pious believer of another deity. Add in the fact that this deity was a benefactor and somebody infinite times higher than them in ranks.'Only a place filled with sins, hopelessness, pressure and all sorts of negative feelings would do. The other options would take a longer period of time and greater effort.''There, we would find people wanting to be saved or appeased. Only when they're feeling hopeless and desperate would they want a savior or miracle-maker to take them out of the darkness.
...When Leyte Baler approached the apartment building, he did not knock on the door and introduce himself to Nathaniel Garcia as his neighbor. No, he had yet to picture himself doing something like that.Instead, like a ghost, he phased through the walls directly and then voila! He was already inside and was even greeted by the sight of a hanged male ghost writhing in the air."Sh*t!" Profane words involuntarily escaped his mouth.Then again, when the male ghost saw, scratch that, when the ghost felt the oppressive atmosphere coming from his direction, it immediately freaked out and hurriedly escaped the room. It was like a thief scared away by the sudden appearance of a cop armed with a gun and beautiful handcuffs. It instinctively wanted to run and to never come close.Leyte was quite shocked though. Reading it in paper and experiencing it firsthand were two different matters.But just like what he said to the girl, with him as the living
…Nathan spent a few minutes hesitating whether to go out of the bedroom. The time was 3 am. Normally, by now, he would be woken up by his 'housemates' using different creative methods.Being engrossed in his thoughts caused him to not notice that unlike before, there were no malicious spirits greeting him with their blood-curdling appearances.‘Is it another type of ghost? But supposedly, none of them can touch me or harm me…’'Don't tell me...' Various guesses popped up one by one.As one particular idea crossed his mind, the man just found it hard to not feel afraid. How could he not be? When the thought entailed that there were ghostly beings from the book that could kill him.Several hours ago, when he refused to answer Lucy's question, there was a reason he also could not say that giving away the book to another person would be the right thing to do. This was actually the reason.<
...Ley realized he was a fool to ask somebody who easily won the faith and gratitude of others. “To play safe, just try the first method you said after your lifespan increased through the second.” Hana could only advise, her face flushed from embarrassment. She knew she was a bit at a fault for not exploring her abilities and traits as an Anito despite having a half year headstart. “I’ll do
...Ley stayed outside for the past three days. Out of lingering attachment, he stayed in his old neighborhood. Each time, it was quite the mental agony. It was hard to not go inside the mansion of his parents to declare to them that he had already returned.‘I heard my parents always pray for me. In my death anniversary three weeks ago, a few of my relatives and friends also prayed. Is that not counted as contributing faith energy to me?’