When Shura asked this question he was very depressed .

  Anyone would be , if they are told that they are already dead .

  Its not particularly strange that he was radiating negative energy , that also in a large amount .

  He was also in very gloomy mood due to the energy . The scroll spirit could see this but she was also helpless like even if she wanted to how could she if she did not have the power to do .

  " When your parents found me in a ruin 20 years ago , i was in a desperate situation and they saved me irrespective of their safety . So i vowed to protect their descendant eternally at that time . So now you know , i didn't save you because of any conspiracy but for your parents . "

  " And you did . "

  Shura nodded like he understood but in fact he was thinking ,' what were his parents doing at wherever that ruin was ? '

  " No , i didn't save you . So now if you don't make your decision in thirty minutes , you would be sublimated in to the world without having the chance to enter the underworld and a chance to reincarnate . Do you understand ? "

  " What? How could this happen ? Didn't you said , you saved me and now i am a half dead ghost ? "

  " Listen to yourself , what do you mean by, a half-dead ghost ? "

  " There are no such thing exists in the world . If we address the current state , then yes , you are already dead but through my power you are just holding on to exist . "

  Shura got more confused the more he heard .

  " I don't understand a single word you are saying . "

  The scroll spirit was also desperate to save him so she said , " You just have to drop your blood on the scroll's surface and you can live as you are now . "

  " You mean the way i am now , like a half dead ghost !? . " , Shura asked to confirm .

  " Yes ''

  Shura looked at the scroll and then thought , ' Rather than believing in whatever this weird scroll is saying , i don't have any other options as of now . If just if this scroll is right and he didn't followed her instruction then he would have no place to regret later , better do whatever she is saying . '

  " So where will i drop my blood ? "

  " Anywhere on the scroll and yes , only one drop of blood is sufficient . "

  Shura put the scroll on the bed , went to the kitchen .

  When he returned from the kitchen he was holding a knife in his hand .

  He held the knife in his right hand and put the sharp edge of the knife on the tip of his left index finger and scratched a little .

  Maybe he underestimated the sharpness of the knife or something like that but that wound became a little big rather than a scratch .

  Blood gushed out like a fountain and his whole hand became bloody .

  Pain suddenly shot up from his hand to his whole body and in desperation he shook his hand a little forcefully .

  When Shura yanked his hand and shook a few times , some drop of blood fell on the scroll with out his knowledge .

  Among the drops of blood that had fallen on the scroll a drop of blood fell on the section of the scroll where there was a faded inconspicuous red mark .

  A drop of the blood made a great change in the scroll .

  First the scroll turned totally red like it was soaked in blood and then it radiated pitch black glow and it seemed like a horror being was trying to get out from the scroll .

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  But after a few moments the scroll returned to its original condition . And all of this happened in just a second .

  Shura felt like something happened next to him . He turned to his right and saw that it was the scroll that was laying there .

  ' What happened ? '

  ' Why do i feel like some thing changed in that scroll . '

  These were Shura's thought .

  Shura asked doubtfully " Did you do anything ? "

  " What are you talking about ? " , the scroll replied .

  " You didn't do anything ! "

  " Are you crazy ? What do you mean by that ? "

  Shura stared at the scroll with doubt but , still he did not question again .

  " What are you in a daze for ? What are thinking so deeply ? "

  Maybe the scroll felt Shura's doubt , she asked him to clear his doubt .

  " Its nothing . " Shura waved his hand and to hide his doubt , he looked at his injured finger and moved his eyes away from the scroll .

  " If its nothing , then hurry up and drop your blood on the scroll ...or do you want to play the game of courage , Ehh.. !? "

  The scroll spirit urged Shura .

  " Yes , yes . But what is the game of courage ? " Shura asked .

  " It means a game where someone tests if he dies first or death comes first to him . You want to play !? "

  " No " ,Shura decisively rejected .

  " Then what are you waiting for , there is only about 10 minutes for you get your eternal bye-bye . "

  Shura had white eyes .

  Look , this strange scroll forcing him to do her bidding . He was more sure it the more she urges him , that there was a very vicious conspiracy in her help .

  " What the hell ? Why the fuck are you taking so much time just do some simple thing ? " , the scroll spirit shouted at the top of her voice bursting her lung .

  Being scolded by the scroll so much Shura picked up the scroll and brought his wounded finger above the scroll .

  He squeezed his wounded part of his finger a little by pressing his thumb on it .

  A big drop of blood squeezed out and fell on the grey and brown surface of the scroll with a sound , tip .

  Just after the blood fell on the scroll , it freed itself from Shura's hand and started to float .

  It floated to the level of Shura's eyes and started to glow blackish red color .

  The scroll slowly unfolded itself and gradually presented the inside part to Shura .

  There were some writing inside the scroll . Shura tried to read it but he couldn't . He closed and avoided his eye .

  The writings were in some obscure language , and just by looking at it gives pain to the eye like needles were being inserted in the eye ball .

  When Shura was rubbing his eyes to relive the pain , he saw in his blurry vision that , at the end of the scroll on the right corner, his name was being written in blood red colour, automatically .

  After the whole name was inscribed on the parchment , the scroll closed suddenly with a shrick . And then fell on the ground .

  Along with the closing of the scroll Shura's eye got relived . He stopped rubbing his eye and looked at the scroll that had fallen on the ground in confusion .

  He couldn't even infer like what the heck happened in just a moment, he avoided his eye from the event .

  Although he couldn't understand , still he accepted it as normal as he was still alive and 10 minutes had already passed .

  He bend down to pick up the scroll from the ground .

  Just when he picked up the scroll and was getting up , he saw something flashed past near the door in his peripheral vision .

  He stood up strait and stared at the door intently .

  The whole house was dark except the bedroom where he was , so he just couldn't see what the fuck was that ?

  His hand tightened around the scroll as his anxiety grew . He asked the scroll in trembling voice " Hey , are you there ? , Hey ! "

  " What ? I am here , don't shout ."

  To his relief the scroll answered .

  " Did you see what i did see ? "

  " What did you see ? "

  " There . " , Shura pointed his left hand index finger towards the bedroom door and said " There is someone outside the bedroom , someone terrifying . "

  " Hmm.."

  The scroll remained silent a few moment then sighed .

  " I thought it would take some time for them to arrive but i did not expect this one to arrive so early . Just blame your bad luck . "

  " What are you talking? And what is that ? "

  " That being is same as you just in perfect category . "

  " What the fuck ? Say it straight . "

  " Oh , i mean that thing roaming outside your bedroom and waiting to get inside is an evil spirit or in your words , a ghost . "

  " What ? a...a ghost . You say that thing is a ghost . "

  " Yes "

  " There are ghost in this word exists ! "

  " Yeah "

  " How can ghost exist , they are just stories !? "

  " ......."

  " Say , is that really a ghost ? "

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  " What do you think , what you are ? And how can a talking scroll exist like me ? Also when you are talking you are a half-dead this, half-dead that , what were you thinking at that time ? "

  " This........then, .. then , what the fuck is it doing in my house and why the fuck it is outside my bedroom ? "

  " Oh, .. evil spirits are very much attracted to the negative energy , so spirits are present in the negative energy filled places . "

  " You mean to say ..."

  " Yes , the places of death . "

  " So , after my death this place attracted this thing . "

  " Yes , when you died , you had so much grudge and unfulfilled wishes like about the poor city planning , about your job , about your poverty ,etc. and ,etc. so this place got enriched by your negative energy . "

  After Shura asked his doubt the scroll spirit answered to make it clear .

  " Then tell me how to get rid of this thing . "

  " Oh , at this time you don't have anything or anyway to remain safe from it . "

  " What ? then what am i going to do now ? "

  " Hmm... well wait for being devoured . "

  " Shut up . I am not going to die . I am not going to die ever . " , Shura shouted at the top of his lung in an attempt to discard his fear .