Synopsis

What would happen if the story of the Snow Prince's pursuit took place during Ghost Release Day instead of at the end of winter? The prince's close friend who was being chased would experience horror, amazement, and the unexpected. some Let's join together and follow.'

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** This story may require some information from the main story. You can read the main story here.

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P.S. The location is in other genres because I don't know which category to put it in...

“It's not true...it's...”

The knife in the black-haired youth's hand went off without the owner's intention. Just less than a second The tip of a sharp knife plunged into the white-haired young man's back. before penetrating all the way to the left chest, which is an important point The clean white body was now stained with bright red blood and lay flat on the ground without any further movement.

The tragic scene before him could no longer make the tall young man who caused it look calmly. Both hands became cold from fear...for a while. He ran out of the castle with tears in his eyes...

Why...why do these things happen?

At first...wasn't it just a scene from a novel that Miwi composed for fun?...Why did it come true...!?

Because of an unexpected event that happened about two weeks ago, “Cephius,” a young man full of brightness, has changed into a different person. He could only sit in his room with a gloomy face from morning until night. His yellow-orange eyes revealed a look that was more sad and lonely than at any time in his life.

Knock knock!

But during that time The sound of someone knocking on the door brought him out of his gloomy state and he quickly glanced at the wooden door behind him. When he was sure that the voice he heard was not a voice of his imagination, The black-haired man then stood up from his favorite chair.

and walked straight in to open that door...

"Mr. Cepheus"

The person who knocked on the door It was a young man with brown hair who regularly came to see the tall man who was his boss. He had seen him keep himself in his room for many days. Cepheus smiled a small smile of relief before beginning to ask what his subordinates wanted.

“Is there something wrong?” the tall owner asked with a friendly smile.

“That is…” The fair-haired man looked up at his interlocutor and said in a low voice. “These two days...haven...not eaten anything?”

“Normally I don't eat anything.” The person who was asked answered the question like a cheerful person.

“Um...or...I think you're so stressed out that you can't eat anything,” the brown-haired man said, looking into the other's eyes. “The matter of you accidentally killing the prince. You don't have to worry. Just a little accident.”

"a little!? To the point of death a little!?” Cepheus said in a loud voice with doubt and disbelief in the words of the small man in front of him.

“That matter... never mind. However...you can rest assured that you will definitely not be executed.” The subordinate smiled at his boss before walking away. "It's very late right now. Sweet dreams."

“Um, good night.”

After the conversation ended The owner of the black hair sat back on the wooden chair. and remembered the past with a sad face again as usual The more he thought of the important festival that would be held tomorrow night. The feeling of loneliness became more and more overwhelming until even the mood of the moment was not good enough to pursue my own hobbies.

And then...

Knock...knock...knock...

The knock on the door sounded again after nearly an hour had passed. Or around 11:00 p.m., the rhythm of the knocking was slower than usual, making the tall figure begin to hesitate to go out and welcome the visitor. But when he stays still The knocking sound kept getting louder and louder until he couldn't bear it and opened the door...

Add...!

But when the door opened...there was no one in front of the door...

"Hey! Mr! Knock and don't run away!” Cepheus shouted as he looked around the dark corridor, feeling tired. “Late at night like this, I'm even more suspicious. If you have any problems, please come and give me some good advice."

After that, he gently closed his room. before leaning his body against the door and sighing Luckily, vampires like him didn't need to sleep every night. This incident therefore had little effect on him.

These...if it happens to be the day I have to sleep...there won't be any left...

Hey, wait a minute...

However, he soon realized something... Of course, if there was nothing serious, All of his subordinates probably wouldn't wake up and call him at this time...

“What the fuck…” Almost every part of the tall man began to tremble as he encountered the terrifying truth. “He said not to call people at night…”

Knock...knock...knock...

Not even a second after he finished speaking, The same knock sounded nearby him. Cepheus tried his hardest to stop himself from opening the door and sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened. No matter what sound entered his ears, He had to sit in the same place until the night passed...

Knock...knock...knock...

Knock...knock...knock...

Knock...knock...knock...

“Right there knocking! It's noisy!”

But he was too impatient to endure such things. After only a few minutes of effort, he shouted out in utter annoyance. Meanwhile, the knocking at the door continued. Not caring at all about the suffering of those in the room.

Bang!!

The black-haired man ran out and slammed the door of the room in anger. But the result was still the same... there was no one in the area in front of his room... and there was no response...

“Sigh...I guess I slept a little too little. Play it and you'll hallucinate." Cepheus sighed, narrowing his eyes like he was exhausted. Before slowly turning back to his private room and closing the door for the third time tonight...

"Hoy!!"

But after he closed the door and walked back to his chair, The tall man suddenly encountered the body of a young man with white hair that was stained with bright red blood. Both eyes had only the sclera and capillaries visible. A knife wound on the left side of his chest had red liquid flowing out of it without any signs of stopping. The flesh around the wound was a mixture of black and red, as if it had been abandoned for a long time and was in a state of decay.

Although Cepheus is a person who enjoys drinking blood, But when he encountered what was in front of him, combined with the strong fishy smell of blood mixed with the rotten smell from the wound, The passion turned into a fear beyond words. As such, the young vampire decided to face the door to avoid those images.

...but no matter how hard I try He could still feel the fishy smell from that white figure. And the more troubled he felt when he found out...the more he tried to escape. It came back closer and closer...

So haunted that even ghosts are afraid of it...Bruh...

In the meantime A lifeless figure stepped closer, leaving a trail of blood along the path. And as soon as the other party is unconscious Two pale and cold hands covered the tall man's face and squeezed so tightly that the victim even cried out.

“Ahh!!!”

Soon, the terrifying night passed. Cepheus slowly opened his eyes as the soft morning sunlight shone on his face. before finding that he had been asleep in bed since last night. After sitting and considering what had happened for a while He used the palms at his sides to gently push his body up off the soft mattress and lower both legs to the ground below, as he did every time after waking up.

...but during that time he noticed something unusual...

Crank!

Looking down at his left wrist, he found a handcuff filled with reddish-brown rust. Surprisingly, the other side was not attached to any part of his body. Therefore, the tall owner didn't hesitate to look along the chain connecting the two rings in order to clear up his doubts as quickly as possible.

But because the events of last night have not been forgotten. So he felt very uneasy. The more I glanced, I saw the blood stains on the floor. The feeling of hesitation and fear increased more and more until he could not make a decision at all.

Let's face it, it might just be empty handcuffs.

Fortunately, his optimistic nature helped him heal in time. The black-haired man chose to search for it again, just in case things weren't as bad as they thought...

“Probably nothing... huh...”

Is this guy again?!!

Everything that was thought in the brain was completely different from the truth. There was probably nothing more shocking than when Cepheus found the body of a white-haired young man covered in blood lying under his personal bed. And...the other rusty handcuff that I wanted to find was attached to the right wrist of that rotting corpse!

“I probably won't be able to go anywhere with this…” The black-haired man muttered worriedly.

Unfortunately, the tall young man's soft voice, barely audible to the average person, caused the man who was sleeping peacefully to wake up and slowly crawled his body on the floor to get out from the bottom of the bed. Even though this person was the person the dark-haired man felt most trusted and wanted to help, But that was just before...

Now it's not anymore...

“Lufan! If you want to die, just die! Go somewhere you like! Don't torture me like this!”

The young man who was in fear lifted his legs up on the bed and shouted at the lifeless body that was trying to get up, while "Lufan", Cepheus' former close friend, used both of his hands. Veins clearly appeared, slowly pushing the body up from the ground. He then rose to a standing position and used his pure white eyes to stare at the young vampire's face, completely ignoring the shouts from the other party.

"Please, don't haunt me again...I'm sorry...please forgive me."

As soon as the eyes were met The black-haired man suddenly stopped yelling and apologized to the walking corpse in front of him as he lowered his head with the utmost fear and remorse. Because the emotional shock from the events of two weeks ago still remains. Tears from his orange-yellow eyes slowly flowed down the young man's cheeks. And no more sounds came out of his mouth after that.

But then, when Cepheus's side became silent Lufan then walked closer to his friend. And use your right hand to gently wipe away the tears on the other person's cheek. This caused the black-haired man to raise his head and look at the owner of the cold palm in complete astonishment.

“This is you...”

After that there is no stain left on the face. The snow-haired youth sat down next to the tall owner. He created an ice knife and used its sharp edge to cut into his palm like he had done before. When the bright red liquid flowed out, covering almost the entire palm. He handed the scar to Cepheus and looked up at the reaction of the person sitting next to him without losing sight of him.

“Uh...with this much blood loss, do you still want me to eat it?” the young vampire said with concern. His expression was extremely serious, completely different from his cheerful personality.

“..." But Lufan didn't say a single word. He simply extended his hand closer to the black-haired man's face as if telling him to drink some of this blood.

"okay"

Because I don't want bad things to happen again. Cepheus had to agree to his friend's request. The tall young man placed one hand on the underside of his wounded hand. Then gently use your tongue to touch the red water. In just a few minutes, both the blood and the cut had disappeared as if nothing had happened to this hand.

“Lufan, I want to ask you something,” the black-haired owner called out before starting a conversation. “Why did you have to come to me? And...handcuffs like this?"

As always, the party being questioned did not respond. and could only sit still, glancing down at the wooden floor below, as if unable to speak. In the end, the owner of the white hair decided to grab a piece of paper and a small pencil and write a message, hoping to communicate with the other party.

I don't want you to be alone. Lufan started answering the first question through a note on the paper. before starting to write the answer to the second question. That I have to be handcuffed like this Because I don't want us to be far away from each other.

"Uh...you don't have to do it like this." Seeing that the other party didn't come to harm him, Cepheus began to smile a bit. “Normally, the guards have to be around you all the time, right?”

Besides, I want to know if you and I were tied together like this. How do you feel? The white-haired youth continued to write even though the interlocutor was speaking. But when the sentence that needs to be announced has ended He turned to look into the other's eyes, waiting for a question.

“If you really want to know. Please help me come in a better condition…” The tall man gently touched the blood that was smeared on Lufan's shirt with his finger. Meanwhile, the person who was touched had no response at all. “I feel like going outside to play in the snow. Do you want to go?”

When Cepheus said that The young man in the bloodstained white robe hurriedly scribbled a message on the same white and yellow paper he had written on earlier, as if it was something very important to him.

You won't be able to go anywhere until 7:00 p.m. after you finish writing. He turned to look at the face of his interlocutor again.

“Uh…” The black-haired man was speechless as soon as he read the message, “Okay, I can just sit here and write in my diary.”

After finishing the conversation Cepheus then walked towards his table. He sat down on the chair and opened the notebook on the table to write down the events he had encountered before after not touching it for about a week. But because the young vampire's left hand was tied to the other's right hand, Therefore, it is not easy to write fully without being aware that your friend will be dragged down to the ground below.

Finally, at 7:00 p.m. as planned, it arrived. Lufan reached out and gently poked the tall owner who was sleeping on the bed. Seeing that the young vampire's eyes were starting to open, he wrote a message on a new piece of paper and held it in front of him, hoping that the other party would read what he wanted to say.

Okay, it's time.

Trick or Treat?

With that message, Cepheus couldn't help but smile as he thought of the "Halloween" festival that was starting soon. But before that, go celebrate with the townspeople downstairs. He had to answer his best friend's question first...

“Like you...I already answered 'Treat'.”

The black-haired man's demon-like clawed hand patted the other's white head a few times. Of course, the close friend had worked hard to come back to life to be his friend. To be offended would be a very bad thing. Next, he got up from the bed and picked up a basket full of candy shaped like “candy corn” from under the bed. Meanwhile, the snow-haired youth kept his eyes on the desserts inside.

“I want to eat it.” Cepheus shook the basket in his hand to make him want it even more. "I'll take you downstairs for a walk."

But before heading downstairs as mentioned. A tall young man took out a candy bar from the pod. Then slowly put it into Lufan's mouth as he answered "Treat" to the questioner. Afterwards, he opened the door and walked out of the building.

Even though the atmosphere outside was snow falling continuously. But that didn't make the festival any quieter. The children, who had previously come to play in the snow regularly, dressed up as ghosts and had fun asking for snacks from the elders in the house. Some residents decorate their homes with orange pumpkins carved into the shapes of various faces. And some people use things related to ghosts to decorate their homes.

“Do you think this is strange?” Cepheus turned to look at his friend and smiled. “Actually it's an exorcism festival, but ghosts like us are able to be nice to them too, haha.”

Even if the other party cannot respond to their words. But the owner of the tall figure still feels good when he has the opportunity to go out with someone he trusts again. As the two walked along the road, observing the lives of the people, The young vampire's side also periodically feeds snacks to his close friends. Meanwhile, the person receiving the dessert always opened their mouths without denying it.

Some time has passed. Lufan slowly grabbed the other person's hand. and when the person whose hand was grabbed began to feel Both sides therefore chose to hold each other's hands tightly. And the chains that bound the two young men together were now meaningless.

“When you couldn't speak, I felt like...the atmosphere became a lot quieter.” Cepheus turned to look at the other person and smiled friendlyly. “There was no one around me to talk to like before. I guess he's so afraid of you that he doesn't dare talk, haha.”

“Are you...bored...?”

Within a second, a soft voice came from the white-haired man's mouth. The emptiness within his mind was replaced by a feeling of shock that was so great that he couldn't take any further steps. As soon as the young vampire came to his senses, He rushed over and grabbed each other's shoulders with joy and no embarrassment even though the two of them were in the middle of a crowd.

“You can talk!” The owner of the pitch-black hair shouted. After that, he immediately embraced Lufan's body. Luckily, the chain was long enough so that the snow-haired man's arm wouldn't be pulled along with it. “You're almost back to normal, right!?”

“It's...very...happy...?” But the person being hugged didn't feel happy along with their close friend at all.

“So you can talk again. Aren't you happy?” Cepheus let go of the other person's body before placing both his arms at his sides as usual and waiting to hear the words from his interlocutor.

“...” The man in white bloodstained clothes was silent after receiving the question. “I...want...to...go home.”

“Right, then come back.”

After that, the two turned back to head back to their residence again as requested. while traveling The black-haired young man continued to feed Lufan more and more candy. But after some time has passed The snow-haired man shook his head and refused to accept the corn snack again. It might be because he doesn't like to eat a lot of desserts at a time.

“Probably full.”

As soon as he returned to the room again The white-haired owner hurried over to the bed and slowly lay on it in a supine position. Meanwhile, the owner of the white futon bed sat down on the chair and watched his friend closely.

“Is this ghost really sleepy?” Cepheus laughed a little after he finished speaking.

It's now almost 9 p.m., although it doesn't seem like it's quite late yet. But looking at Lufan's expression, He seemed to feel very tired and weak. Both eyes stared at the small clock on the table with a hopeless expression on his face, as if his time was running out...

"Lufan, how are you? Did you have fun?" the young vampire asked without noticing his interlocutor's condition.

“If...I...disappear...can you...stay...?” The questioner said in a softer voice than before because of his strength. that is starting to decrease

“Eh? What do you mean by saying that?” Cepheus's eyes widened as soon as he heard that. "Don't tell me you'll..."

“The key...is...in...the...basket...” The white-haired man used his pale right index finger to gently point at the snack basket in the interlocutor's hand. “I...gave...you...when...were...downstairs.”

What he said caused the tall man to look down at the candy basket and immediately search for what the other party had mentioned. He found a key at the bottom of the basket. He didn't hesitate to pick it up and unlock the handcuffs on his left wrist. But because he didn't know what would happen to his close friend, he had to stop and look at the other person with eyes filled with concern.

“If I take it out, will you be okay?” Cepheus asked with a bad expression on his face.

"Let's solve it..." Lufan said. As time passed, his voice became softer and softer until it was difficult to hear. “I...don't want...to...make...you...difficulty.”

“I'm not in trouble. I'm even glad to have you around.” The dark-haired youth put his keys on the bed and grabbed one of his friend's hands. “Can you stay a little longer? I haven't seen you in weeks.”

“I can't...I...have to...go...”

As soon as he finished speaking Every part of the white-robed man's body began to return to its original lifeless state. Both eyes closed. The blood flowing from the wound in the center of his chest began to calm down. As the tall man's tears of sorrow flowed down uncontrollably.

“Lufan!! Come back first!!”

But no matter how many times I shout out The body of his close friend did not move at all. No matter how long I try to embrace that body There was not even the slightest bit of warmth. If you had known from the beginning that your happiness would end quickly He wouldn't have shed this many tears...

“Without you, I have no one else to be with. I beg you, please come back. No matter how you come. You can bring it without eyes.”

"...As long as you...remain the same boss as before..."

The night of the ghost festival ended. Start over with a bright morning. The young vampire woke up after falling unconscious last night and found that both Lufan's body and the handcuffs were gone. And the blood stains on the floor were gone as well.

Or about past events...we will think about it ourselves...

Curious, Cepheus stood up from his chair and walked over to his diary to verify the truth. This may be the only way to find out. Is the return of a friend real or just a dream?

But then...

“I finally succeeded in tricking you into taking some of your snacks.”

Haven't even opened the book yet. A familiar black-haired man's voice came from the doorway. And that made him suddenly have to look towards the source of the voice, shocked and excited at the same time. Of course, the owner of that voice It's... Lufan, who is in normal condition in every way. There are no scars on his chest and he can still speak normally.

“You really scared me, you know that!!” Cepheus didn't hesitate and immediately rushed over and hugged the white-robed man with joy.

“If your relatives saw you when you were afraid of ghosts, they would be really embarrassed.” Lufan hugged the other person in response, smiling a little. “Just seeing me dressed as a ghost made you cry.”

“I didn't cry because I was scared,” the tall owner argued. "But I'm crying because I remember the time I accidentally killed Mr. Takaha."

“Really?” The snow-haired man pushed his body out of his friend's embrace. As the conversation continued “I would like to ask a real question. Do you believe that I really died?”

“Oh, I already knew that you wouldn't die easily like in Meowie's story.” The young vampire smiled confidently. “Also, zombies don't walk as smoothly as normal people. So I can still see a bit.”

“If you can tell, why are you crying so much?” Lufan smiled with the corner of his mouth and laughed a little in his throat.

“At that time, I forgot that you were an expert at faking death.” The questioner laughed at his forgetfulness. “Do you want to go play in the snow?”

“Take it.”

In the end, the two had a chance to live happily together again. Even though the festival day has passed But in Cepheus's mind Being able to come back and play together after not playing for a week. It's even more fun than the festival events.

I want everyone to always remember that In the real world, it might not be as easy for a loved one who has passed away to come back to be with you like in this story. If he hasn't gone anywhere yet I want to spend my life with him to the fullest. Save these happiness before it's too late...

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