In the midst of the destruction of Origin Six—a city ruined by rotten morals and laws that no longer matter—lives a boy.
In the secluded forest of Bukit Piring, he built his own palace from a pile of trash, and his only friend is a doll made of human skin.
His name is Susane. That is the only name etched in his foggy memory, a remnant of a horrific past. He once escaped a group of psychopaths. A miraculous escape he himself did not understand.
Now, he only has one name and one doll. He calls the doll Yougrine. Made from crude stitches of human skin, with real human hair and glass eyes that grin sinisterly, as if holding a dark secret.
"Yougrine, what do you think we're eating today?" Susane asks, his voice sounding childlike. The walls of his shack are covered with scribbles and photos of people's faces with red crosses drawn over them, a testament to his hidden past. His stomach rumbles loudly, breaking the silence. "Answer me, Yougrine. I'm so hungry."
His empty eyes suddenly light up. "Let's go look for something near the river! Who knows, maybe there's a fish swimming by!" Without waiting for a reply, he slings Yougrine onto his back and rushes toward the river.
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As Susane walks to the river, he sees a group of strange people. They wear robes that cover their entire bodies and tall conical masks adorned with a single wide eye. It's a sure sign of a heretical cult performing a ritual.
Susane hides behind mossy, damp rocks. The Yougrine doll is tied tightly to his back.
"What are they doing to that river? Damn, there's always an obstacle like this. Ah, whatever. I'll just watch, hehe," Susane thinks, his empty eyes fixed on the scene.
A cult leader with a booming voice begins to chant a mantra. "WORLD DESTROYED! WORLD DESTROYED! DEVILS AND ANGELS ARE WATCHING! SHOW THAT JUSTICE EXISTS!"
He splatters water onto a pile of human hearts wrapped in a sack. The red stains flow slowly, turning the blue-green river water a murky red. "IF ANGELS ONLY WATCH, DEVILS MIGHT HELP US! DEVILS, DEVILS, COME! THE IMITATOR CALLS YOU, BRINGING TEN HUMAN HEARTS!"
Susane, watching this, laughs in his heart. "Hahaha, devils? This cult is full of nonsense. There are no devils or angels in this world," he thinks cynically, clutching his hollow, skinny stomach. A strange smile is etched on his face.
The cult leader continues chanting for hours. Suddenly, the sky, which had been bright, fills with black clouds swirling above them. A strong wind blows, hitting Susane's face, carrying the strange, metallic smell of blood and incense.
Seeing the bizarre phenomenon, Susane just stares. He holds his head, which feels dizzy. "Wow… are devils real? Is this for real? Interesting, interesting, hehe." With empty eyes and strange behavior, he hugs the stiff Yougrine doll as if seeking answers from it.
The wind suddenly vanishes, but the thick black clouds continue to spin viciously in the sky. All at once, a tremendous explosion shakes the ground from the direction of the river.
DUARRR!
The cult members are thrown back, but they immediately get up and rush to the riverbank, near the sacks of hearts.
From beneath the now-turbulent water, a dense black shadow, like a plume of smoke, slowly forms a shape. The figure begins to devour the human hearts.
"AHH, DEVIL! RESPECT, DEVIL!" The cult leader shrieks hysterically, prostrating himself before the feasting demon. "I have been waiting for you to destroy this city! Do you accept this offer, my lord?"
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
Thick blood drips from the shadow's mouth, occasionally splattering onto the river rocks. The creature seems to sneer at the prostrating cult members, although its form is vague and hard for a normal human to see clearly.
Susane, hugging Yougrine tightly to his chest, is startled. The creature he sees resembles a human, but it can float on the water, has long, pointed ears with coiling horns, a tattered black robe, glowing red eyes that weep blood, and teeth like a shark's.
A chilling, bone-piercing cold emanates from the river, carrying the suffocating stench of blood and sulfur.
'Wow, so it's true... Is this a devil?' Susane thinks, rubbing his eyes as if he can't believe the sight.
Strangely, the cult members seem unable to see the creature as clearly as he can. They continue to prostrate themselves in fear and reverence.
Yougrine, the doll in Susane's arms, feels even stiffer, its head slightly turned as if it, too, is watching the bizarre event.
After devouring a few hearts, the creature finally speaks in a horrifying voice and a strange tone. "Nghikk... Nghikk... Rawarrr... What do you want, you low-level human, with this request? Is the reward enough to match my power?" The hoarse voice trembles, and bloody saliva drips from its mouth full of sharp teeth.
The cult leader looks confused, sweat soaking his masked face. "Ah, my lord, if you help us, you can get many more human hearts," he says, his voice trembling with fear.
The devil, still eating the human hearts, chuckles. "Ki ki ki... Before that, all of you, stand up and line up." It flies here and there for a moment, then returns to sit on the river.
The cult members stand and line up obediently. A crazy smile spreads in the leader's heart. The devil intends to help us! We will destroy Origin Six! His mind is filled with madness and false hope.
Sruwatt!
Suddenly, long black claws extend from the devil's hands. With a flash of speed, it plunges the claws into the chest of the cult member at the front, piercing their heart. It then lifts their bodies, one by one, like skewering meat for a barbecue.
"Uahh! Uhugg! Splatt!"
Blood splatters everywhere. The hearts beat weakly before being violently ripped out. "My lord! Why are you killing us?! We have worshipped you! What did we do wrong, uhukk!" Blood gushes from the dying cult member's mouth.
The devil laughs loudly. "Ki ki ki... Who would obey a low-level human?" it says casually, as it skewers the rest of the cult members until they are all dead.
Susane, watching the scene, goes insane. A small laugh escapes his dry lips. He no longer feels disgust, but is instead fascinated by the brutal power before him.
At that moment, the stiff Yougrine doll in his arms suddenly turns its head on its own towards the devil. Its eyes, made of glass, glow a terrifying red. Susane, lost in his trance-like state, is completely unaware of the doll's movement.
The devil, who is enjoying his feast, suddenly stops. It feels something strange nearby, as if it is being watched by a being far more terrifying than itself.
'Why do I feel something so strange in this human world? This familiar aura... could another devil have come to this world? Who is it? Where?' Its thoughts spin wildly, its body trembling in fear, as if it is inside the mouth of a predator far superior to it.
As the devil stands still and confused, Susane walks closer. "Hello, devil, hehe," he greets with a strange smile on his face. He is carrying the Yougrine doll, whose head is now turned, staring straight at the terrified devil.
The devil sees the Yougrine doll, feels a sense of powerlessness, and simply freezes as Susane approaches. Since there is no response, Susane comes even closer, holding a small knife he had taken from his clothes. Saliva drips from his dry mouth, and his stomach rumbles loudly.
"Meat! Meat!" he says, his eyes empty as if hypnotized. He sees the devil not as a terrifying creature, but as a roasted chicken ready to be devoured.
The devil thinks, 'What is this? He wants to eat me? This little bastard. Hahahaha, how amusing.' It no longer looks at the doll and decides to confront the starving Susane directly. They both smile, like two predators staring at each other with hunger.
Cruat!
With a quick move, the devil attacks. Its sharp claws pierce deep into Susane's hand. Blood splatters. Instead of crying out in pain, Susane screams with joy.
He attacks back with his small knife, swash swash, even though his slashes do not hit the devil. The devil has a hard time fighting him, its gaze constantly drawn to the Yougrine doll on Susane's back, whose eyes are now glowing a bright red.
Susane continues to slash and tear at the devil with his madness, accompanied by a high-pitched laugh. His slashes never hit the target.
The devil thinks, 'Why is this human acting like a lunatic? So strange. And that doll... it looks like it's made of human skin with many stitches. Who is he?' It dodges Susane's attacks, feeling frustrated.
Growing bored, the devil decides to kill him outright. Swattt! Its long claws strike Susane's arm, severing it cleanly.
Splatt! Cruat! Blood splatters everywhere, and the arm falls with a plukk! Susane remains standing, as if he feels nothing at all.
The devil is shocked by his strange behavior. All at once, it feels a terrifying aura. 'What is this? Is this the power of that doll?' Its mind goes blank, and it freezes.
Susane's eyes turn red, just like his doll's. His skin begins to writhe and merge with the doll on his back. Klutuk! Klutuk! His skin peels off and blood splatters, forming new, grotesque skin. His hair grows long, his face melts like wax, and his fingers elongate. His severed right arm rejoins with the grinding of bones, cracck!
They both merge into a single being, a much more terrifying devil. The figure begins to speak with a cold, sadistic voice, "What do you want, low-level devil, coming to this world? Go back to your own realm, or I will eat you."
The devil before him narrows its eyes. It laughs. "Hahaha! So it's true that another devil has come to this trash world!" It points at the transformed Susane. "Why should I submit to a fellow devil? A strong devil is measured by power, not just empty words!"
Swaash! The devil's claw strikes Susane's head. The head is severed and falls to the ground. Bukk!
The devil laughs maniacally, bloody saliva splattering from its mouth. "Idiot! Hahaha! Is this the devil that came? So weak!"
But the severed head smiles. Then, the head flies back and reattaches itself to the body. "Hahaha, don't get ahead of yourself, low-level devil! Now, you die!"
Domain: CLOCK STOP!
Diiiing!
Time around Susane stops. The devil, who had been flying and laughing, freezes in mid-air, unmoving, silent. The transformed Susane approaches, ready to attack.
With stitches all over his body, like his doll, Susane walks toward the frozen devil. He takes the small knife he had been holding, and the knife merges with his right hand, forming a single, huge blade.
Crack! Krinyit! Krinyit!
Bones grind, flesh writhes, and his right hand has been replaced by a massive knife blade. With this knife-hand, he slices off the devil's frozen hand.
Swattt!
Susane takes the severed hand and eats it.
Cruch! Cruch! Glegh!
The blood frozen in the air is swallowed along with it. He eats the devil's body slowly.
The "Clock Stop" domain only lasts five minutes. After time returns to normal, only a pile of the devil's bones remains. Susane, still hungry, eats the bones until nothing is left.
After a long time, the afternoon sun shines on Susane. He is fast asleep near the river, surrounded by scattered blood.
The black clouds in the sky have vanished, and the Yougrine doll has returned to its original form, lying peacefully beside him.