They killed him! The people of Golgotha killed him, no! Golgotha killed him. Like an irrelevant ridiculous piece of shit, like an unjustified criminal… he was killed, in Golgotha.
Shedding an innocent blood brought along the worst karma Golgotha could ever dream of; women, men, and children would never stop weeping because of the bowl of curses their forefathers created.
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Everyone aged 36 stood in panic, trembling at the mention of death. But that wasn't the scariest part of it, the scariest was the nature of the death they will be experiencing.
A young man aged 36 carefully walked along the street with trembling feet, and out of nowhere, his gut began to swell. He knew his time of death had come, but before he could even think… his gut exploded and he collapsed to the ground… dead.
A young woman aged 36 cuddled herself in her home, trying to avoid any occurrence that could bring death, also refusing to eat or drink.
But, as soon as a young girl child, her last child, walked in to see her mother, it was all over. She was chopped to pieces by her own child. The procedure wasn't rushed; she felt every bit of the pain, from her fingers to her toes, all her body got chopped, little by little, that she wished she hadn't tried to avoid death in the first place.
It is said that when a 36-year-old tries to avoid death in Golgotha, death would come to you in person. And when you ask, "Who are you?" it replies, "We are legion… for we are many." And Legion could come, using anyone.
A bride stabbed her groom with the broken pieces of a wooden chair in the centre of the altar, after the words, "I do."
He had turned 36 that morning, with tear-filled eyes filled with no regret, he said barely above a whisper, "You were my last choice, I choose to be married to you before death. At least I got to call you mine, at least we shared a second of life, at least I married you. Don't beat yourself for it, honey – none of this is your fault."
A young girl was spotted weeping in the middle of the street by midnight. A caring passerby approached her to ask what was going on: "Did someone you love turn 36 already? Even so… you have to take heart and go home. It's dangerous around here."
With her eyes, red-rimmed from hours of relentless tears, her face was pale, and her features drawn and tired, the weight of her sorrow had physically drained her; she responded, "I'll be 36 by dawn."
The passer-by turned cold blue, gawked at her pitifully and walked away, and by dawn, only her head was found; her body had been chewed on by wild animals, body, bone and blood served as food to animals.
Children in Golgotha might once view 36 as a very long time, but is it really a long time? In the blink of an eye, you are already 36… and in reality, how many things can you achieve before the age of 36?
A pregnant woman constantly slammed her heavily bulged gut on the ground until she began to bleed heavily, until all the bones in her body were broken, until she was short on blood and breath. She would pick herself up and throw herself back down, deliberately targeting the belly, and soon after this repeated suicide attempt, she died from the excessive pain that hit her.
After her death, her belly was cut open, and in that belly was a child that wouldn't die so easily, a child that might somehow end up saving them all, Ozer.
For this cruel fate, who would save them? Could Ozer really be their saviour? The young naïve teenager who is innocently not aware of what to do, could he save Golgotha from this horror?