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The Midnight Paradise Effect : Korean Fan Fiction

ForeignSeong’s 2nd Fan Fiction in the making, couldn’t wait to post it. I hope you all enjoy=)

An adopted simple kind-hearted high school student, Jin finds himself in the middle of a violent turned Seoul when people out of nowhere begin to wreak havoc in the streets. It is later found out that the root to people’s madness is a drug called Midnight Paradise, the goal is to get a high and hallucinate but meanwhile the user is in a state of high hallucination the body begins to go crazy or “brainless”. The government fiercely attempts to find the root of the problem and eliminate it as fast as possible. All clues of Midnight Paradise point to Jin. Could he possibly prove his innocence in time? Who framed him? Does he have to face this ordeal alone?

Genre : Fantasy, Romance, Angst, Mystery, Violence, and Psychological

Rating : M - mature for sexual suggestive themes, violence, and vulgar language

Characters : Kim Seok-jin (Choi Jin), Lee Soo-hyuk (Choi Chan-gyu), BTS, Block B, Bam-mi (Fictional), and Park Mi-ri (Fictional)

Chapter One : Killings

The middle aged man gasped trying to catch his breath from running for so long. Thick sweat dripped from his forehead as he panicked seeing nothing but an alley that ended with a brick wall.

“No! Fuck!” He cursed banging his fist on the wall.

The sound of chuckles echoed causing him to turn back in alarm. “Hmm…” The woman opened her bloodied mouth revealing fangs while limping towards him.

“No! Stay back!” He warned grabbing a piece of broken wood nearby trying to hold it steady but it still wavered. “No, I’m sorry! Please spare me!” He cried desperately.

“Ah!” Her hand slashed at the wood cutting through it with her fine claws making it hit the wall. “Hmm!” Her tongue stuck out while she forcefully grabbed the man by the arms digging her nails in deeply enough to penetrate his skin.

He cried out in pain looking straight into her eyes revealing nothing but an empty darkness. “No, please!” He still begged.

Her fangs dug deep into his neck drawing out an immense amount of blood as she repeatedly began to gnaw at the wound sucking the blood roughly while he cried out his last breath.

The Silver Hill High School stood bright and proud as the sun began to gleam rays at it. Two male high school students stood on the Silver Tower yawning and drinking coffee that early morning.

“What time is it?” One of them asked while he played with the large bell rope.

The other scratched the back of his head. “I don’t know let me check my phone.” He yawned stretching. “5:58.” He announced.

The one with the bell rope began to stand up and put on some type of sound cancelling ear plugs while his buddy did the same. The phone rang that it was six o’clock.

The boys pulled on the rope with all their might and the large bell began to toll throughout the whole school.

Several students ran to the open gate entrance. “Hurry before we get locked out!” Some students urged each other.

A female student held onto the gate door since it was her duty to close it with one of her junior officers of the student board. She tapped her foot impatiently searching through the students hoping to see someone in particular. “Ugh, where is he?” She muttered frowning.

“What has you so worried Mi-ri sunbae?” The junior asked.

She nodded with a nervous smile. “Nothing in particular Jae.”

All students successfully made it past the front entrance, except for maybe one. “Okay lock it down Miss Park!” Mi-ri bowed to the teacher’s order and slowly began to push the gate with Jae.

“Damn it Jin!” She cursed under her breath. “Why are you always so late?”

“Wait!” A familiar voice called out and she stopped pushing the gate looking out to see Jin.

“Jin!” She called out with a wave.

The teacher groaned but quickly turned to Jae. “Shut it, shut it down now!” He snapped and Jae quickly begin to push it as hard as he could but Jin managed to slip though just in time.

“Jin!” Mi-ri clapped bright while he tried to catch his breath. “You made it.” She playfully hit his arm. “What took you so long?” Everyone began to walk into the building ready to begin early class sessions.

Jin nervously scratched the back of his head. “Oh it is nothing just that I was looking into Chan-gyu hyung’s first case file.” He admitted.

Mi-ri gave him a distasteful look. “Why would ever want to look at that? Dead bodies and blood everywhere, how gross!”

“Yeah-yeah,” He rolled his eyes at his lady friend, “but hear me out when I tell you that this case is pretty peculiar. Guess what happened?”

“Ugh, what?”

“Some 36 year old victim got a large bite on his neck!”

Mi-ri looked alarmed. “Like vampire bite?”

Jin nodded. “No, way worse! The unsub ripped the flesh off and sucked out all the blood, leaving nothing but a dried up corpse.” He made many motions with his hands grabbing a small part of Mi-ri’s white neck making her flinch back.

“You’re lying!” She hit him with her book bag before reaching her locker and inserting her digital combination.

“No it’s true!” Some other male students got in the conversation.

“Yah are you guys talking about the killing last night?”

“I heard it was an animal that did it.”

“That’s stupid we’re in Seoul!”

All were talking at once making a huge gap between Jin and Mi-ri. To her disappointment Jin began to focus on all the other students overriding him with a million questions. “Hmph!” She slammed her locker turning a direction far away from Jin and his crowd of popularity.

Jin paused mid-sentence catching a glimpse of Mi-ri storming off towards her home classroom. “Mi-ri!” He called out.

“So does anyone know who did it or is the killer still out on the loose?” A girl asked nudging his rib cage.

Another one went through the crowd. “Does Chan-gyu oppa have the unsub already? If anyone can catch the unsub it would be him!” She squealed along with other girls that were part of the Choi Chan-gyu fan club, which is a surprisingly real thing at the school.

Jin only chuckled nervously feeling the exhaustion of being surrounded by girls swooning over his big brother.

“Everyone make way!” A boy with faded aqua hair pushed students aside with a Girl’s Generation light stick in one hand and a Sistar light stick in the other. Many students stuck to the sides making room like he urged them. “Move!” He shoved a shoulder against Jin making him bump his back on the lockers behind him.

Jin furrowed his brows clearly mad. “Don’t worry oppa they aren’t as cute as you.” Some of the first year girls snuggled into him making him grunt in annoyance. This is not how I pictured High School.

Five boys with flower boy looks walked into the hall gaining a lot of attention from the female students. “We’ll still stick with you!” The freshmen girls hugged onto Jin tighter.

“You are all...crushing…” He gasped a few breaths of air.

The obvious leader, just for the heck of it, kicked a nearby trash can to gain more attention from students this time making everyone tense up. He kept walking until he finally halted near Jin and his pile of girls.

The boy smirked. “It seems like losers always get the freshmen. Sometimes status never changes.” He blew air on Jin’s bangs causing him to blink but he was certainly not intimidated.

“You are right Nam-joon.” He agreed. “Status here can never change. For example, your status as the high school douche that thinks he can dominate everyone here but is really nothing, just a low life everytime he walks out of this school.” Suddenly the girls managed to run away as soon as Nam-joon’s hands caught a good hold of Jin’s collar. Both were in a dominant staredown.

“Yah, what is going on here?” A teacher from a nearby homeroom called out to the boys.

Nam-joon’s furrowed brows loosened and his lips made a forced smile. “Nothing!” He caught Jin’s head in his arm ruffling his maine. “Just having a little fun with my buddy.” He gave Jin a hard flick on his forehead.

The teacher just tapped a foot on the ground not buying a single word from the notorious Nam-joon. “Everyone needs to get to their home room immediately!” He announced in a booming voice, people began to scatter.

Nam-joon bumped into Jin purposefully making him slam back onto the lockers. “Watch that fat mouth next time Jinnie.” He warned continuing to walk the hall with his gang.

“Yah, homeroom Nam-joon!” The teacher warned while Nam-joon only stuck out his middle finger before disappearing behind a corner. The teacher clicked his tongue. “Aish, that little shit.”

Jin began to walk to his homeroom but caught a glimpse of Mi-ri eyeing him from her homeroom entrance. She frowned at him before disappearing into her classroom. “Aish!” He sighed a bit frustrated. High school can become a complicated mess sometimes.

Throughout the Seoul Police Department there was constant chatter, arguments, and phones ringing non-stop. “Aish, make it stop!” A chubby police officer groaned taking a few tablets of aspirin with water.

Chan-gyu chuckled sitting at his own small office desk near the officer. “You shouldn’t have gone drinking last night like I warned.”

“It was our superiors. It’s not like I had other plans.” He rubbed his temples.

Chan-gyu began to open the notes he made on his case file. “Make plans.” He pulled out a pair of glasses from his desk drawer putting them on before reviewing what he has understood so far from the horrific case-his first gruesome case. “I have never seen anything like it before.” He muttered tapping a long finger on his chin. “We may have to go back to the crime scene. It could help us make our next move.”

The other officer groaned with his head on his desk but still raising a thumbs up to Chan-gyu. He just sighed at his partner who was about to pass out.

“Yah, get your fucking paws off me!” A hooker yelled out while a police officer forcefully escorted her to a nearby jail cell. Behind her were like two or three other hookers, except one looked peculiar with a solemn look on her face as if she wasn’t exactly taking in her reality but something else.

They brought all the women into the jail cell. She sat down and only stared blankly sometimes blinking but that was about it. Chan-gyu furrowed his brows examining her intently. She did wear hooker style clothing, her dark hair untamed like it hasn’t been brushed in a long while.

She sensed a pair of eyes on her and she looked up to see her’s and Chan-gyu's eyes connect. He blinked away. She quickly stood up and held the bar handles tightly looking at Chan-gyu pleadingly.

One of the officers that took the girls in noticed officer Choi eyed the peculiar one. “Yeah she has been off ever since we caught them hanging around the streets. She didn’t even run or use force against us. Weird right?” Chan-gyu nodded.

“Does she have mental issues perhaps?” He asked the officer who only shrugged.

“Hell if I know. She hasn’t said a single word since we found her. Just stares sadly all the time or as if she is in a different world, poor thing, must have been through a lot.” They both looked at her while she stared intently at Chan-gyu her eyes glistening in the light almost as if she wants to cry. “She acts a bit childish though, only sometimes, like when we had her in the cop car she couldn’t stop messing with the window. She would push the buttons up and down, hell we were surprised how big she smiled when we let her turn on the siren. She might have amnesia and got caught with these hookers. We should get her examined in the hospital that’s for sure.”

“Yeah.” Chan-gyu nodded turning back to focus on his case.

“Wow, that’s a dirty one.” The officer commented.

Chan-gyu nodded. “Yes it is. I believe we are all going to be assigned to this case as a unit if we fail to catch the unsub before it strikes again.”

“It seems like a wild animal killing to me. This must be some real sicko.”

Many students in the school huddled to the nearest television sets and cell phones within the school and tuned into the news, all hyped about the fresh new killing.

Mi-ri appeared into Jin’s homeroom scouting for him but failed to find him in his seat. “Where is he?” She ran through the halls.

Jin sighed with arms behind his head looking up at the beautiful sky with only warm fluffy clouds decorating it. “I wish I wasn’t here, but up there.” He raised a hand up to the sky feeling the warmness of the sun. “It’s so pretty!” The light wind blew between his fingers. “I’m gonna skip the rest of the day.” He thought. “I’m sure hyung wouldn’t mind.”

Mi-ri ran through the halls and turned a corner tripping over someone’s leg. “Oh!” She gasped falling on the floor. “Ow!” She looked up to see six boys tower over her. Uh-oh.

“I’m sorry.” A boy with dark hair warmly stuck out a hand for her to take. Mi-ri blushed taking a good look at the boy’s cute smile and dimpled cheeks.

Before she took it another hand slapped his away. “Get out of the way Ho-seok it’s your fault she tripped anyways.” A large hand grabbed tight on the back of her blazer and pulled her up to her feet. “I apologize for my friend’s clumsy retardedness.” The leader leaned closer to whisper. “It’s a sickness. You better not catch it.” He chuckled pressing his index finger on her nose making her blush and blink constantly.

“Stop Nam-joon you’re scaring the girl.” Ji-min chuckled trying to pull Nam-joon away from her path. “Please, continue on your way girly.” He waved.

Mi-ri slowly walked past Nam-joon and his friends but a hand caught onto her arm, she gasped turning back to see a boy with peculiar eyes on her. “Jung-kook what the hell!” Nam-joon snapped at him.

Jung-kook squinted his eyes at her. “You’re that girl he hangs out with.”

Mi-ri blinked at him confused. “What?”

“Jin, Choi Jin. You are always around him. Are you two dating?” Her face blushed beet red.

“No,” Mi-ri tried to tug away from his strong grasp, “let go!” She panicked.

Nam-joon grabbed Jung-kook in a surprise choke hold. “Aish, what the hell?!” Jung-kook managed to spat out letting go of her.

“Sorry carry on.” Nam-joon gave her a dorky smile urging her to carry on and Mi-ri did-very quickly. “Is that a way to treat your leader’s lady?!” He started rubbing his fist hard in Jung-kook’s hair while he yelled out painful protests.

“Ow, what? Your lady?” He muffled in Nam-joon’s chest.

“Yes, you got that right minion. I’ve just found the love of my life thanks to Ho-seok!” Nam-joon freed Jung-kook and cupped Ho-seok by his cheeks and gave him a big smooch on the lips.

“Ugh!” Ho-seok managed to retort in distaste.

Nam-joon wrapped one arm around Ji-min and the other around Tae-hyung. “Come one guys let’s celebrate!” All three skipped together in the hall like a bunch of idiots while Jung-kook and Ho-seok struggled to keep up while holding onto Yoon-gi.

There was a large pounding sound coming from the High School’s roof entrance. Jin sat up alarmed. The door busted open with Mi-ri walking in and quickly closing it behind her gasping. “Aish, that was crazy. They are all crazy!”

“Mi-ri!” Jin called out to her and she yelped not expecting him to be there.

“You were here all along?” She walked up to him and sat next to him.

He nodded. “Yeah. Were you looking for me?” He raised his eyebrows in a mischievous way. Mi-ri could only roll her eyes at him. “I knew you couldn’t last all day without me.” Jin sighed lazily laying back down.

“Jin.” She began with a worried expression on her face revealing her phone from her pocket. Her eyes stared at it wide. “Oh shit! Damn it!”

“What?” He sat up to realize her screen cracked.

Mi-ri hit the phone on her forehead several times. “It must of happened when I tripped.”

Jin stared at her surprised. “But you never trip.” He laughed. “You have always been a cool and collected person who never made a fool out of herself.”

Mi-ri punched him on the arm roughly. “Why is it when it comes to you I do get clumsy?” She began to search through her phone while he laughed.

“You care about me too much.” Jin shrugged.

“There has been another murder like last night.” She handed him the phone.

Jin immediately turned serious seeing the female reporter on the screen. “We have come here today to the Hongdae club scene in the Mapo-gu District where tragedy has stricken. Hongik University student Jo Seung-woo was found brutally murdered this morning around the back alley of club Red Destination. Seung-woo was found like the previous victim, missing a large portion of his neck and with no traces of blood within the body.”

Jin handed Mi-ri back her phone and began to run into the building. “Jin wait, where are you going?” She ran after him.

Both appeared out near the school’s back courtyard. “I have to go see my brother! This is definitely a serial killer!” He began to climb the school walls.

“What are you insane? We’re in school right now, we can’t leave.” Mi-ri tugged on his backpack.

“Then I’m going alone.” Jin managed to sit on top of the wall. “You are the student body president Mi-ri. Don’t follow me anymore or they’ll just kick you out.”

“But,” She tugged on his shirt now with a very worried expression on her face, “Jin, you do realize this murder takes place this morning. It is escalating and so are the riots. Please, be very careful.” Jin grabbed her hand with a cheeky smile.

“Don’t worry I’ll be fine. I’m always fine. You worry too much. You’ll see me tomorrow morning, I promise.” He let go disappearing on the other side of the wall.

Mi-ri sighed with no traces of worry leaving her, not even for a second. “Jin, why do you always leave me so worried?” She slowly turned back and gasped at Nam-joon’s presence.

“So,” He began with an intrigued tone, “it appears that Jung-kook was right.” He popped his neck making Mi-ri wince. Oh god, what is he going to do to me? “Since you know Jinnie so well…” He grabbed Mi-ri roughly by the collar causing her to yelp, “where is he headed?”

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Timeless : Chapter Six

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murderer?

Characters: Seul, Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter Six : Snowflake

Her small hand cupped and reached out to the sky letting an icy little snowflake fall in it. She turned to the man a few yards behind her, his dark robes looked gorgeous under the moonlight as he began to approach her with feet bare crushing a few flowers under him.

She could only stare back at him in awe while his body crouched to her short level. A smile formed on his lips leveling a hand over her’s without touching. The little girl looked down at her hand to see that the snowflake has instantly melted into water.

She blinked at her hand unbelieving of what she had just witnessed. The stranger’s long fine fingers dipped in the water and sprinkled her in the face, he chuckled. “My snowflake.” Her eyes began to water.

He only let out an exasperated scoff. “Very well then.” He brought his hand over her’s again. She began to feel a chilly sensation and looked down again.

“My snowflake!” She giggled in happiness. “Thank you ahjussi!” She bowed before grabbing a part of her Hanbok so she could prevent herself from falling while running through the meadow.

“You owe me.” The vampire bit his lower lip.

A woman worriedly walked around constantly looking around. “Seul, Seul where are you?” She was beginning to panic since they were the only two walking for the night.

“Omma!” She turned to her daughter’s sweet voice as she emerged from the woods nearby.

“Oh Seul!” Her mother ran to pick up the little five year old. “I’ve been searching, where did you run off to without my permission?!”

“Omma, a beautiful man repaired my snowflake!” She revealed the snowflake in her hand that has refused to melt.

Her mother carefully examined it for being so beautiful and peculiar. “Why is it not melting?” She wondered. What man could she have possibly… “Seul we have to go, now.” Her voice took a tone of warning as she began to fast walk back to the dirt road but immediately froze.

Seul turned to see the road. She gasped, “Ahjussi!” She smiled brightly.

A man with a black gat and dark robes stood before them. He smiled back at the little girl. “We meet again, Seul.” He caught her name bringing evident fear to her mother. “Seul, what a beautiful name. You must be her mother.” Gwi began to close the distance between them.

“Stop!” The mother yelled out. “Stay away.” She warned.

He chuckled. “Is that a way to treat a man who helped your daughter retrieve her snowflake?”

“You are not a man.” She nodded hugging Seul closely while she began to worry feeling her mother tense. “Please, let us pass in peace back to the kingdom.”

“The kingdom?” Gwi looked amused. “What a coincidence, I am heading there as well.”

“Don’t even think about it!” She snapped.

“You know, seeing a vulnerable mother and her child all alone in the forest at night makes me want to protect you and see that we all get to the kingdom-safely.” He stepped aside.

Seul’s mother held onto her tightly and slowly began to walk past the vampire. He let out his arm for her to take, she gasped. “I won’t bite.” He chuckled. Hesitating she still intertwined arms with the vampire.

Soon all three walked in silence with only the sound of crickets and other insects surrounding them. “How did you do it?” Seul began staring at the unmelted snowflake.

“Because I am a special kind of person.”

“Why are you special?” Seul let go of her mother’s hand and ran over to Gwi’s side surprisingly taking his free hand examining it. “But your hand looks normal like mine. See!” She showed him her palm. “We both have lines on them.”

“I may look human but it is only a facade to deceive you.”

Seul’s mother furrowed her brows. “What are you exactly?” She got enough courage to try and ask.

“I don’t know, but I was born this way.”

She ripped her arm away from him, stopping. “You’re a monster.”

Both Gwi and Seul stopped. Seul looked up at him seeing a hint of sorrow in his eyes making her heart sting with hurt. “I think you are beautiful.” Seul hugged onto his arm catching Gwi and her mother off guard.

Seul smiled up at him. “I like you, Ahjussi.”

The reaper gasped falling to his knees. The sound of the tea cup made a loud crashing noise as it shattered to pieces on the floor. He opened his eyes focusing on the floor and weakly getting up from the ground to the chair nearby. It happened again and now he knows why. The tea can give a reaper the ability to see parts of their previous past.

He focused on relaxing his breathing. His hand quivered grabbing the kettle bringing it closer to him opening it seeing his reflection on the liquid. “You are the answer to my past. Seul, is also an answer to my past.” He rubbed the sides of his forehead to ease the pain he felt inside. “I have met Seul before, but what am I?” Only thinking about it made a migraine arise.

The Hanok front door opened and closed behind his chubby reaper friend. “What did you do!” He accused with a finger.

“What are you talking about?” The lean reaper asked annoyed feeling the migraine grow stronger because of his friend.

His friend chuckled nervously. “I never thought you would do this. You know, I always thought you were a man without a heart. I was betting that in your past life you were a cold blooded reptile.”

“Get to the point! What am I being accused of?” The reaper slammed a hand on the table causing his friend to grow silent.

He cleared his throat. “The reaper’s in Seoul are under investigation for breaking rules.” He answered quietly. “So far everyone has passed, except you and another handful of reapers. I vouched for you saying that you would never, you aren’t that kind of re-”

“I did it.” Hyuk-soo interrupted while his friend just paused to take in the revelation.

He nodded his head. “No-no-no, shut up you didn’t!” But the pale reaper only looked down at the broken tea cup on the floor. “Why?” His friend suddenly picked him up by the collar. “Severe punishment is issued to reaper’s who save lives that need to die!”

Hyuk-soo pushed his chubby friend against the wall. “Does it look like I care? I don’t! So just get the hell out of here and leave me alone!” He let go of him expecting his friend to scatter out of his home, but he didn’t.

“W-why? Why don’t you care? I thought we were friends. You don’t care if you will ever see me again?” Hyuk-soo’s silence gave his friend an answer he was not fond of. “Alright.” He headed towards the front door.

He opened the door. “I want to be human.” He closed it and turned back to Hyuk-soo. “I don’t want to be a reaper anymore. And I especially do not want to move on after. I want another chance.”

His friend grabbed him by the shoulder’s and led Hyuk-soo to sit on his chair and him on the other. “Since when did you have that in mind?”

Hyuk-soo did not answer for a while. “It’s already been so long.”

“Is it even possible?”

He nodded. “It is. I spoke to a fortune teller, she’s a witch. It is possible with the help of a witch, but a human has to be willing to lay their life down in order for me to take over.”

His friend sighed. “It sounds too risky.”

“I don’t care.”

He rolled his eyes. “You should! This is beyond punishment, you are on the road straight to hell 666!” He warned.

“That isn’t my name.” The reaper looked straight into his dongsaeng’s eyes. “It’s Hyuk-soo, Bok Hyuk-soo.”

“Bok-what? Where did you get that lame name?” His friend scoffed finding it hard to believe this situation.

Hyuk-soo stood up. “Bok Jae-min gave it to me. She is the woman I saved. There is no turning back, I made up my mind.” He grabbed his hat and began to head towards the door.

“You’re insane!” His friend exclaimed.

Hyuk-soo opened the door putting on his hat, he turned back to his friend giving him a small smile. “I know.” The door closed behind him.

Hyuk-soo walked and continued walking feeling the cool breeze around him. The sky was full of stars including a full moon. He sighed walking the Han River bridge stopping and looking over at the reflection of the stars on the dark waters. His eyes closed as he began to inhale. “It would take me a long time, Seul, but I will always be protecting you. One day, I will come back to see the first snowflake with you.”

While Jae-min lay in her hospital bed in profound sleep Seul’s small body kept fidgeting in her bassinet turning to the large bay window seeing the skyline full of stars. She giggled at them reaching a hand for the white stars that resembled snowflakes, but on her small wrist a silver bangle with a small snowflake appeared instantly.

It glowed in the moonlight. Only Oppa can protect you. His voice ringed in her small ear making Seul giggle in response.

Hyuk-soo opened his eyes chuckling sensing the strong connection between Seul and him.

“I have finally found you.” A voice startled him to turn back and see a man in dark but more formal wear than him. He had a red emblem on his coat and a set of glasses on. “You were not an easy find number 666. All others have proven their innocence which only leaves...you.” His tongue tsks with a raised finger. “You have done something very naughty.” The man chuckled. “It deserves a punishment.”

Hyuk-soo opened his arms. “You can try to inflict harm on me.” He challenged.

The man reached behind his back revealing a thin long sword. “You are not the first reaper that has made things slightly more difficult, but it should not take too long for me to eliminate you.” He raised the sword pointing directly at Hyuk-soo’s throat. “It should be amusing to see you suffer.”

The man came at Hyuk-soo with full force but he was surely fast enough to dodge the sharp edge of the sword. He stood behind the man almost instantly. “You are not as good as you thought.”

“Oh really,” The man began with a raised brow, “is that so?” The man pushed the blade as far as he could behind him digging deep into Hyuk-soo’s stomach. “You are not as fast as you thought you were.” The man chuckled.

Blood began to seep from the sword. The successful attack dazed Hyuk-soo while a hand of his reached for the bridge’s nearby rail. “What, you thought this was a regular sword? Oh heavens no!” The man laughed. “It is intended for special punishments only. And now that I have done my part of the punishment it is now up to God to chose what becomes of you after. Good riddance!” He waved giving Hyuk-soo one rough swift kick sending him deep down in the vast river below.

A large splash sent Hyuk-soo deep down. Seul, would I ever get to see you again? His eyes opened seeing nothing but water surround his body. The water looked a bright aqua color because of the reflecting moonlight. His body fell deeper and deeper reaching a pit of darkness. Am I going to live in darkness forever? Is that my punishment? Why is it so wrong for me to be human again, God, do you have the answer?

“You were never human.” A childlike voice called out to him.

Huh? All Hyuk-soo could still ever see was darkness. Where are you?

“Close your eyes and open them again, you’ll see me.” The voice assured.

Hyuk-soo did as he was told and a bright light shined on his eyes.

He gasped coughing water out of his mouth. “You’re okay!” The voice cheered. Soo-hyuk struggled himself up to his feet.

“W-where am I?” He looked around to see a field full of flowers and the sky with a dark blue night.

“You’re in a void.” The voice called out behind him. Hyuk-soo turned to see a small boy sitting on a pile of large rocks near the shoreline. “I believe this is your own personal void. It is quite an interesting memory.”

Hyuk-soo didn’t want to start with typical questions he has seen from movies but in this case, he really didn’t have a choice. “Okay. Who are you? Why are you here? I don’t recall you in my memories? How do I get out of here?”

The boy stared back at him with wide eyes. “Whoa-whoa-whoa! One question at a time Sir!” He sighed trying to recall which questions were just asked. “I am your servant. I am here because I was kidnapped to serve you. Then you don’t recall me because we just met. And finally,” He blew bangs away from his face, “I don’t know how we get out. I personally just got here, so make a line buddy!” He laid back on the rock without a care in the world.

The boy closed his eyes not hearing a single sound come from the man. So he took a peek just to see if he was alright with taking all of that in, but only gasped to see the pale male staring straight into his eyes, their faces a few centimeters away from each other. “What do you want?”

Hyuk-soo grabbed the boy from the collar. “You are going to help me get out of here, servant.” He pulled the boy around.

“Okay yeah sure but wait! There is one more thing!” The boy managed to pull away. “I don’t want to be rude but are you going to get that thing out?” His finger pointed and Hyuk-soo looked down at the sword still inside him.

He sighed grabbing onto the handle with both hands pulling on it taking it out while the boy only looked in grossed out horror. Hyuk-soo breathed heavily. “Satisfied?”

The boy crossed his arms. “More or less.” He admitted.

Hyuk-soo tossed the sword away into the meadow and began to walk but the boy only gasped. “Uh…”

He turned annoyed. “What?” The boy pointed again. Hyuk-soo looked down to see the sword right back inside. He tried to remove it again and tossed it far away-again.

“Uh,” the boy did not even try anymore since Hyuk-soo always gave him that annoyed glare, “nevermind. You should just keep it, it looks good on you.” The boy completmented.

Hyuk-soo pinched the bridge of his nose clearly angry. He grunted pulling out the sword and stabbing it onto the soil below him. “Whoa!” The boy looked around in awe to see the whole scenery around him disperse into white butterflies. “I think you did it.” He applauded but Hyuk-soo’s glare made him stop.

He looked beyond his master. “Look!” He pointed. “A white door!” Both of them walk up to it and Hyuk-soo brought himself to open it.

Both walked into the light. The sound of car horns honking and loud conversations filled the air. Hyuk-soo walked into the street with the boy seeing millions of people walk back and forth. Some were holding a handheld device up to their ears that were very thin or tapped on the screen playing games or looking at their planners.

“Where are we?” Building’s looked immensely taller and more futuristic.

“Hell if I know.” The boy shrugged eyeing some high school girls passing him. “Should I ask someone? I have never seen a place like this before? What do they call it?”

Hyuk-soo looked around in awe seeing people wear strange yet interesting clothing styles. “A city, this is called a city.” He noticed the signs with Hangul and English. “I think we are in Seoul, but what year?”

“No problem I’ll figure it out!” The boy disappeared into the crowd.

“Yah!” Hyuk-soo called out but the boy was nowhere in sight.

The crosswalk timer was ticking down. Hyuk-soo quickly just walked a direction, but immediately stopped feeling goosebumps on his every pore as a girl’s shoulder brushed against him. He turned around to see the back of her.

The girl wore a high school uniform and had long dark hair with a backpack on her back. A little object shined in the sunlight attached to her backpack. He intently stared at it. It can’t be…

The snowflake bracelet was hanging close to a little brown bear having his neck hugged by a tiny red scarf, both were held by a key chain attached to her backpack.

“Seul.” Hyuk-soo’s eyes began to water involuntarily. A hand grabbed onto the hem of his shirt.

“Come on master, some lady said that timer doesn’t last on this thing called a crosswalk!” The boy forcefully pulled him in the direction opposite of where the high school girl was going.

Hyuk-soo let himself be dragged by the boy. It is you isn’t it Seul. Was it because of the bracelet? Did I find you so soon because of the bracelet? No, it doesn’t make sense if I am being punished for wanting to become human in the first place. Is it fate or is this God’s punishment, bringing me so close to you yet so far away.

The boy pulled him to the sidewalk in time before cars started running creating traffic. He noticed Hyuk-soo completely out of it. “Master are you alright? What happened out there? Can you tell me what those things are that go so fast? Hello?” He poked Hyuk-soo’s side.

“Huh?”

“What happened?” The boy asked.

Hyuk-soo nodded his head. “It is nothing...yah, I come I never caught your name.” He remembered.

The boy smiled. “It’s about time you asked. Asiovyre!”

“What?”

“My name, it is Asiovyre.”

It sounded very odd to Hyuk-soo. “Where do you come from?”

“Easy, Trelom Plains.”

Hyuk-soo chuckled finding all of this odd and amazing. “And where is that?”

“On earth’s other layer.” The boy rolled his eyes with the many questions.

“What?”

He stopped to turn to his master. “Man for a former reaper you are very oblivious. Believe it or not Earth has layers of dimensions and I happen to live in one of those layers but was brought to this one. Are you happy now?” He stormed off.

Hyuk-soo sighed. “Okay, whatever I get it.” He paused seeing his reflection on a modern company window. “How long could we have possibly been in the void?” He noticed signs of a low key five o’clock shadow barely forming.

“What are you doing?” Asiovyre returned back to his master’s side.

Hyuk-soo continued to eye his rugged homeless like appearance. Hair growing long and in different directions and clothes ripped from the attack. “We should change our appearance.” He turned to Asiovyre finally noticing his clothing looked to be from centuries past like around the Joseon era. “Especially you.” Soo-hyuk noticed pass byers eye them with displeased looks and chuckled.

The boy crossed his arms with a frown. “Whatever master let’s just get it over with.”

Hyuk-soo looked up at the company business title. Tiffany's Style Salon and Clothing Dept. “Just the luck we need.” He smiled. “Let’s head inside Asiovyre.”

Asiovyre only clicked his tongue unsure. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

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Timeless : Chapter Five

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murderer?

Characters: Seul, Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter Five : Name

Jae-min opened her eyes to the pale moonlight shining from her window. City lights illuminated in the streets down below. She tried, but she couldn't sleep. The news she received earlier was tragic.

“What?” Her eyelids rapidly blinked not believing what the reaper dare told her. “You're a liar.” She closed her eyes cupping hands over her ears.

He sighed. “There was nothing to be done. It was his time now.”

Jae-min’s hands faltered to her sides. Drop by drop her tears fell. “You couldn't have saved all of us, it would be selfish.” She tried to understand the reaper’s position.

“Trust me I would've tried if I knew-” She heard his voice pause and Jae-min turned to him only to see him focused on Seul soundly napping in her bassinet near her mother.

She furrowed her brows at the reaper. “Is Seul important to you?” Jae-min wondered.

The reaper blinked surprised by her sudden question. I honestly don’t know. “I have to go. Rest.” He stood up but Jae-min quickly grabbed the reaper’s hand by surprise, he winced at the sudden contact.

Jae-min gasped. “You're hand… it's very cold.”

“I’m not alive remember.” She nodded. “You’ll do fine.” He took another good look at Seul. “As a single mother, you’ll do fine. Mr. Kim did not come back for you. He came back for his wife and kids. He was transferred to Japan and he was going to take his real family with him.” The reaper spoke nothing but the truth while focusing his gaze on the floor. He could hear clearly Jae-min's sobs and was about to head towards the door but she caught his hand again.

“Wait!” She sniffles. “Please don't leave me. Stay a while.” Her tone almost begging. “I cannot handle being alone right now.” Her hand squeezed, he sighed.

Soon enough Jae-min had the reaper lay on her bed next to her. “Is it true?” He turned to her with a raised brow. “Do you really think I would make a good mother Mr. Reaper? Yah, do you even have a name?”

“Why all the questions?” He snapped at her clearly grumpy.

Jae-min was startled by his sudden attitude but chuckled soon after. “Wow I didn't know a grim reaper could be so temperamental. So do you?”

His teeth began to clench. “Do I what?”

“You know, have a name?” He muttered something. “What?”

“666, it's my reaper digits, we don't have names.” He crossed his arms and blushed slightly while she laughed.

“Oh my, is that so. I don't like it. It makes you sound evil.”

“Most people believe I am.”

“I don't think that. When you become human what name do you have in mind?” His long silence gave her his answer. “Hyuk-soo.”

His eyes shifted from the ceiling to her. “Huh?”

She turned to him too with a smile. “Bok Hyuk-soo. Sounds pretty.”

“Why should I take your last name?”

“Because,” Jae-min snuggled into her covers, “I decided to adopt you.” She closed her eyes.

“Wait-” Jae-min's arm wrapped around the reaper's lean waist.

“Goodnight Hyuk-soo.” She muttered in between sleep. “I’m sure you will be a good oppa to Seul.”

His gaze slowly turned to the baby girl. “Oppa?” He muttered displeased.

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Timeless : Chapter Four

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murderer?

Characters: Seul, Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter Four : Human

Beep-beep-beep.

The sound of the monitor filled her ears feeling her body be carried into the ambulance.

“She lost a lot of blood. She’s still awake.” Her vision blurred with the lights.

Jae-min’s eyes fluttered open seeing the blurriness of a female nurse in white. “Please stay awake Miss!” She urged.

The flashing of the lights hurt Jae-min’s eyes causing her to constantly blink. Are you hurt? Did I lose you perhaps? Tears fell from her eyes. I’m sorry Seul, your mother is very reckless. We should have died together.

The doctor and nurses rushed her towards the operation room. He wasn’t there for me was he, Seul. More tears welled up in her eyes. Slightly Jae-min’s eyes shifted towards a corner catching sight of the same lean, tall, and dark reaper leaning on the wall with crossed arms and that damn hat that still hides his eyes. Jae-min gasped with wide eyes before disappearing into the other room.

The reaper tilted his hat revealing his hauntingly beautiful features. “They better be worth it.” He muttered annoyed with his grave decision for saving not one, but two lives.

Jae-min opened her eyes to the flash of lights.

“We should treat her injuries.”

“It is not possible for the infant to be alive if the mother is in this condition.”

The doctor personally eased his staff and took a look at Jae-min’s injuries, amazed at what he saw. “That’s not possible, she should have broken ribs and even have a broken arm.” He felt closely with his hands on her arm. “It isn’t broken.” He even checked the bleeding wound on the side of her head. “It’s closed.” He whispered. “As if she never hurt herself in the first place.” He blinked several times in amazement. Blood was evident on her skin, hair, and clothes, but no wounds or broken bones. “It’s as if they repaired themselves.” He pulled his mask off in a daze.

“Doctor?” A nurse worried tapped his shoulder. He turned to her. “You won’t believe it but her body is going into labor right now.”

Jae-min did nothing-did not feel a single thing, for her body was in a strange nerve numbing process while going through an easy labor. The nurses were quick to aid the doctor who helped Jae-min bring a child into the light.

He held the alive and sound baby girl in his arms. “It is a girl. Alive and well baby girl.” The doctor held Seul in his arms while she shifted a bit in his hold, not a cry coming from her only a smile shined brightly to the doctor. “Hey there.” He shook her small hand in his fingers with a smile of his own.

The nurses started the process to clean Seul and to move Jae-min into a hospital room. “W-wait I want to touch her.” Jae-min protested.

“Don’t worry you will soon enough. We will bring her into your room Miss.” Jae-min still struggled weakly but her body made her lay back in defeat. Her eyes teared up catching one last glimpse of her baby girl before disappearing out of the doors again.

Jae-min gasped at the sight of the reaper with his hat still placed on his head again. Her body instinctively struggled to sit up to the nurses surprise. “Don’t you hurt her, don’t you touch her!” She yelled out to him with large tears falling down her eyes. “Don’t take her away from me!” Both the nurses turned to the corner to see no one there.

“Miss no one is there.” She informed confused.

“Seul is mine. I will protect her!” They continued forward with Jae-min trying to calm her down.

There was that white noise that started up again in the reaper’s ears. ‘Seul is mine. I will protect her!’ A migraine began in his head while he grunted by the force of the pain.

A young man stood before him wearing a traditional male Hanbok with a determined look on his stunning features. “I love Seul. She is my wife, Seul is mine. I will protect her! Especially from you!” He challenged with a sword steadily pointed at Gwi while he sat in a nonchalant manner on his throne of ruins.

Gwi smirked amused. “Many may think you are a very brave man, but I most preferably consider you a stupid one.” He chuckled revealing a set of white fangs biting on his lower lip. “One that is fool enough to enter a dragon’s den.” Before Hansung could blink the vampire was standing in front of him running his finger on the tip of the sword. “Ouch.” Not a hint of hurt even surfaced on Gwi’s face for the slight prick that made him draw dark blood from his finger. He slowly brought his finger to his lips sucking on it.

Gwi’s facial features puckered slightly as if he has tasted something sour, he groaned in distaste. “Ugh, that is old. Really-really old.” Hansung did not let his guard down and brought the sword up to Gwi’s throat.

“I am going to walk out of her with Seul, alive.”

Gwi chuckled rolling his eyes before instantly staring Hansung down with his dangerous crimson eyes. “It would be amusing to see you try.”

The reaper gasped roughly pressing a hand tightly to the wall trying to calm himself.

“Are you alright sir?” A nurse nervously tapped on his shoulder.

He gasped at her touch immediately squirming away from her making her gasp. “No.” He managed.

“You dropped this.” She handed him his hat and he quickly snatched it bumping into her walking as far as possible from there. “Hmph! He is rude but very handsome.” She looked in awe after the reaper swiftly disappeared around a corner.

After a few quick turns the reaper found a quiet corner and breathed hard letting his body slide down onto the floor. He frustratingly ruffled his dark hair. “Who was I?” He covered his face in his arms. What could possibly be triggering this? The sound of a baby laugh intruded his thoughts. His head jerked up as he slowly grabbed his hat from the floor and stood up slowly walking towards a room with the door opened a crack. He eyed the title near the door, Bok Jae-min.

Inside Jae-min held onto her precious baby girl making funny faces while her daughter laughed in her arms. “Seul you are such a happy baby.” She cooed. “You’re my whole life now.” Jae-min pressed her forehead against her daughter’s softly. Suddenly her blood ran cold from the sudden chill in the room. Jae-min turned to the door to see the tall man already in the room with his eyes on her newborn. “W-what do you want?” Jae-min struggled to say hugging Seul close to her breast.

“May I have a seat.” His deep voice made Jae-min give a hesitant nod allowing him permission to seat himself on the comfortable chair nearby.

“What do you want?”

He placed the hat on his lap and crossed his arms furrowing his brows at her in disappointment. “This is the best you can give me? After I put my reputation as a grim reaper on the line. It is not an easy thing to save lives.”

Her eyes blinked thinking about it. “Thank you.” She quickly voiced. “You can go now.”

He clicked his tongue and nodded an index finger. “No-no-no. This is not how this works. You owe me...witch.”

Jae-min scoffed. “What could a witch possibly offer to a nobody who has power over life and death?!”

He tapped his chin. “That’s true, but to a certain extent. Let’s make a deal witch.”

“I don’t want any deals from the likes of you!”

The reaper smirked amused. “You don’t have a choice. I saved your life, I could easily take it.”

“Then take it then.” She challenged. “I’ll give my Seul up to a better home and then you can just take me! But I will never let you take away Seul even after I’m dead.”

He stood up clearly getting angry. “I struggled a lot just to give you life and you are just willing to give it up now!” A hand slammed on the wall as he leaned closer to Jae-min. “You clearly do not understand the value of life or death, you are more worse than any human being.”

“Well then, that makes two of us.” She raised a brow refusing to step down.

His teeth clenched in his mouth as he struggled to think. “Don’t lay a hand on my Seul, allow her to live a long and fulfilled life. That’s all I ask. What is the deal Mr. Reaper?”

He settled back into his chair easing his temper now that Jae-min has brought herself to listen to his terms. “My deal for you Miss Bok is that in exchange for keeping you and your daughter safe from death...is to make me human again.”

She sat up dumb stricken by his request. One of the most challenging spells a witch or warlock could ever do has been requested to her for the very first time in her life. “But-but, in order to do the spell...it requires another person’s life.” Jae-min’s eyes began to water frightening her a the thought.

The reaper smiled surprised by the simple ingredient. “That shouldn’t be a problem.”

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Timeless : Chapter Three

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murderer?

Characters: Seul, Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter Three : Memories

“Come on!” A sweet female voice urged as she pulled on his hand.

The young boy’s eyes fluttered open to see a gorgeous meadow full of blossoming flowers. “Isn’t it beautiful?” The young girl sung while struggling to run in her hanbok ahead of him.

He nodded. “It’s beautiful.” The sun shined bright while the flowers glistened in the light from the April showers.

“There is even a river, come!” She urged taking his hand leading the way through. “This should be our secret place. Where only you and I can be together.” She smiled at him.

Throughout the day he would at times be chasing her down while she ran around. Sometimes their bodies collided in the flowers. “Aish!” He grunted while she fell on top of him.

“This time I got you.” She laughed tapping his nose with her index finger. They both stared deeply into each other's eyes. “I love you.” Her sweet timbre whispered. “I won’t ever leave you.”

“Yah, earth to hyung!” A chubby male grim reaper waved his hand in front of the lean tall man sitting on a chair.

“Hmm?” He raised a bro without even bothering to open his eyes.

The man decided to sit next to him and continue to eat a hot dog he got recently. “Man what is with you? Why have you been zoning out often? Come on we have a job to do hyung.”

He opened his eyes sniffing the aroma of the hot dog and turned to his chubby dongsaeng. “Didn’t we just eat like half an hour ago and you’re eating again?” He scoffed.

“Hey don’t judge! I don’t judge you for being a walking stick!” He took another bite while the lean reaper only rolled his eyes crossing his leg over the other.

“How much longer?”

“Hm?” His chubby partner looked at him confused.

“Time of Death.”

“Oh right,” He nodded finishing and throwing away the wrapper, “We have…” He eyed his wrist watch. “Twelve minutes until show time.”

Both men sat patiently in the airport without speaking a word to each other.

“Hey hyung,” He began, “Why don’t we have names?”

“Because we are not human.”

“Why did they give us number names?” The chubby reaper reached in his suit’s inner pocket taking out an identification card. “My number name is 243. I forgot I never asked you, what’s yours hyung?” He turned to his senior curiously.

“666.” The lean man stood up eyeing a particular old man in a business suit with only one suitcase behind him. “He’s early.” He revealed his pocket watch and began to turn time forward 8 minutes while his cold stare was fixed on the old man.

The smile the old man had almost disappeared in an instant as a sharp pain surged through his heart. “Ah!” He clenched his chest with one hand while he fell to his knees as nearby spectators began to stare in worry.

The tall reaper grabbed his black hat from the chair and began to put it on.

The other reaper looked up at him. “I hope mine isn’t early. I hate using the watch for that.” He laughed nervously.

The reaper ignored his friend, he began to search in one of his pockets taking out a card. It revealed all simple information of the old man’s identity.

The old man kept opening and closing his eyes until a pale young man in a dark suit appeared in his vision. His hand reached up to him. “S-save me.” The reaper cruelly nodded his head.

“It’s your time now, let go.” The old man’s eyes struggled to keep themselves open but it was all in vain. His hand lifelessly fell to his side.

Many people in the crowd were speaking at once.

“Someone call the ambulance!”

“Oh my god I think he’s dead!”

To them a reaper was invisible when he wears his hat as if he was never there. Only his pale hand closed the eyes of the departed and as soon as he stood up and walked far from the chaos people created around the lifeless body was when he spotted the old man looking around lost in confusion.

“Where am I? What happened to me?” The reaper walked up to him.

“You’re dead.” He said it as if it was the simplest thing in the world to accept.

The old man furrowed his brows in disbelief. “That cannot possibly be true!” The reaper turned away from his sight of vision and pointed to the man’s body on the floor. “No!” The man frantically touched parts of his body. “But I’m here. I-” He turned to the reaper with wide eyes in fear. “What are you?”

The grim reaper chuckled. “What people fear the most.” He held out his arm for the old man to take. “Let’s go have some tea.” His voice somewhat soothing.

The old man took another good look as the ambulance take his body away from the scene. “Yes.” He nodded hesitantly taking the reaper’s arm as they begin to walk through the airports exit.

In a shining lights instant both men stood inside a traditional Hanok adorned with several tea cups in several shelves. “Where-” The old man paused to look around, “That’s a lot of tea.”

The reaper sat on his designated chair. “That’s not tea. They are the memories of all the souls I have taken.” The man stared back at him in horror. “What? You asked.” The reaper defended himself with a small pout. “Take a seat Mr. Kim.” He carefully sits down in the other chair in front of the reaper.

“Wh-where am I going?” The reaper served the man warm tea from a kettle that already sat on the table.

“Where do you think?”

The old man gulped taking another good look at the creepy reaper and how cold he acts with his deep voice. “H-hell?”

The reaper smiled. “Am I that scary?” He knew what the man thought of him.

“Aren’t all of you?” Whatever they are. The man thought.

The reaper nodded amused. “No, that is just me.” He placed the filled tea cup in front of the old man.

“What happens if I drink this?”

“You will lose all of the memories you have accumulated throughout this lifetime. Then you can move on.” The reaper crossed his arms.

“I am going to hell?!” The man looked alarmed.

The reaper sighed annoyed. “If you were to be going to hell then the way I would have taken your soul would be a lot worse.” He snapped. “Drink up my dead gentleman.” The reaper raised a cup of tea himself and drank it. He has done it before and according to him it is proven ineffective to a grim reaper in any way.

The old man took the tea in one big gulp. “Even if my memories are gone, my heart will still miss my family.”

“Just ascend the staircase once you open the door.” The old man walked towards the door and opened it to find a large staircase instead of the street like the Hanok windows have deceived. He turned back to take another good look of the handsome cold reaper. “What?” He asked annoyed.

“You know what Mr. Grim Reaper,” Mr. Kim began, “You are an unrealistically handsome jerk.” He closed the door behind him.

The reaper smirked standing up and took Mr. Kim’s empty cup in his hand and placed it on one of the millions of rows that filled the place. As soon as the cup of tea touched the smooth wood of the shelf it was in an instant that it was filled again with a clear colorful substance-Mr. Kim’s memories in liquid form, it was strange yet very pretty to look at.

Before the reaper walked back to the table his head came to ache as a white noise began to fill his ears.

A woman’s set of beautiful doe eyes looked deep into his. They glistened in the moonlight while her tears flowed down her cheeks like rivers. “Why?” She coughed up blood from her mouth. “Why did you become a monster?” Her body fell backwards onto the river that now runs red with her blood.

The young man looked down at his hand covered in blood. Tears formed in his eyes while the flowers with blood stains shined in the moonlight.

“I’m not a monster!” The reaper gasped opening his eyes noticing his hands were clenched deeply onto the tables wood. He weakly straightened his tall form and felt beads of sweat on his forehead.

Why do I keep having these visions? What could they possibly mean? Did I have a past life? Who was I?...What was I?

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Timeless : Chapter Two

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murder?

Characters: Seul (Fictional Character), Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter Two : Seul

Groceries in hand the woman in the floral dress walks out of the convenience store.

“Come again Mrs. Bok!” The female cashier waved.

Jae-min had a wide smile on her face as she strides through the street desolate of vehicles. “Today is so beautiful, isn't it Seul?” The morning sun beamed down on Jae-min’s lovely facial features warming her up. “I want ice cream!” She brightly began to slightly skip.

Some pedestrians glanced at her in concern if skipping was going to affect her pregnancy negatively but she paid them no mind.

Jae-min began to cross the street without looking left and right.

A taxi halted and honked. “Lady watch where you're going!” The man spat out.

“Hmph!” Jae-min squinted her eyes at him as if challenging the man.

Pop-pop! His two front tires began to deflate. “How in the hell?” He got out of his car to inspect while Jae-min smirked heading into the ice cream store. “My tires!” The fool was gathering a crowd outside in his desperation.

“One mixed cone please!” She ordered to the cashier. Jae-min took a look outside and the poor taxi driver was still in shock about his unfortunate event and his fellow lady passenger that threw petty money at his face before storming off.

He took a seat on the side of the road while other cars passed his, talk about a bad day. Jae-min sighed cupping a cheek with her hand. “Oh man, now I actually feel bad.” She turned to the cashier who was busy making her cone. “Hey sir mind making me another?”

“Not at all!” He smiled.

After paying Jae-min held both ice creams in hand. “Seul honey, don't be a bad witch like mommy.” She whispered.

The man in his grieving took off his cap and rubbed his face in his hands. “Now how am I going to pay for those two tires.”

“Chin up.” She interrupted. He turned back to see a vanilla and chocolate mixed cone in his face. “Life gives you the good and the ugly. They go hand in hand like chocolate and vanilla.” Jae-min noticed he wasn’t taking it. “Go ahead it's for you.”

They both sat on the pavement in silence eating ice cream. “Sorry I yelled at you lady.” He muttered.

“It's okay.”

“My passenger was stressing me out. She wanted to go to Gangnam to beat some freaking boy band to their company so she could see them.”

Jae-min laughed. “Girls and their bands, but I’m not one to judge I like them too.” She sat up after she ate up her ice cream. “Things turn out eventually. Here!” She took out some won from her purse, he eyed her curiously. “For the tires.”

The taxi driver nodded. “No lady you're pregnant. I couldn't possibly.” She placed them in his hands.

“I have plenty.” She lied. “Good luck with everything!” She waved as she began to walk away.

“God bless you Miss!” The male taxi driver headed to his taxi and stared wide eyed at his tires, good as new. “Oh, my tires! They're fixed!” He laughed.

Jae-min chuckled rubbing her swollen tummy. “Seul was that you?” Seul kicked on her mother’s stomach as a response. “That's my little good witch.” She hummed continuing to rub her stomach.

The apartment door open and Jae-min entered with an exhausted look on her face. “Why do I always shop so far from my home?” She sighed slipping into her slippers and letting herself fall on the couch. “I wanna nap!” Her voice muffled onto a pillow.

Jae-min pressed the on button on the boom box and searched for a station to satisfy her ears to, until she found a perfect station. “Classical music. Hope it makes you a music smart baby Seul so you can play piano to me when you're older.”

Soon Jae-min wrapped and tied an apron around her waist and began to use her groceries for the grand meal she’ll make today for two and a half. “You're going to be excited to finally hear daddy tonight. He’s going to be so happy to finally see you this week, for the first time.” Jae-min removed the pan from the burner and felt a sharp pain in her stomach instantly. “Ah!” Her hand brushed against the hot burner and she immediately ran cold water on it. “Fuck!” She ignored her other contraptions as she began to rub ointment on her burn.

“Aish, ahh!” The contraptions worsened. “I’m not due yet!” She exhaled roughly. Something was wet and was leaking at the side of her leg, Jae-min opened her eyes and gasped at her water breaking. “Seul!”

The apartment door busted open and weakly Jae-min walked out struggling to prevent her body from falling by holding onto the wall. She reached the elevator and pressed frantically to summon it but the doors would never open. “You stupid shit!” She cursed in desperation feeling herself hurt worse.

She slowly took step by step to the emergency staircase. “Ah!” The pain immediately became unbearable causing Jae-min to miss a step sending her frail body to tumble forwards hitting every step.

Her eyes fluttered open causing her to see dark spots and blurriness. I’m not going to make it Seul. Her body gasped for air feeling her lungs constricted because of broken ribs during her fall. I can't possibly make it… Seul, forgive me.

Jae-min fluttered her lashes shut. She coughed up blood to the side of her mouth. A lean pale thumb rubbed most of the blood away from the corner of her lips.

Again. I feel this presence again. He’s here, I knew he knew, something… Jae-min managed to open her heavy eyelids halfway. “Beautiful.” Her voice managed as her hand involuntarily reached to touch the flawless pale man’s cheek. “S-save…” The corners of his mouth turned into a frown as if he was expecting her to say what all people say when they don't want to die. “Save Seul.”

His eyes widened. Before Jae-min’s lifeless hand left his cheek he caught it into his. It was forbidden for a reaper to do such thing, yet he wrapped an arm around Jae-min’s body pulling her upper half from the ground. His slender cold fingers brushed hair away from her face and slowly his rose like red lips brushed against her grey ones. Jae-min's small hand twitched in the larger hand of the grim reaper.

Even the kiss of death can bring life back.

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Timeless (A Korean FanFic)

Hello fellow readers I hope you all enjoy my first fanfic on Tumblr, I’m kind of nervous but feel free to message me of any thoughts about it I would love to hear from you=)

What if you fall in love with your first love’s murderer?

Characters: Seul (Fictional Character), Soo-hyuk, Taehyung

Genre: Love, Angst, Fantasy, Revenge, Historical, Violence, Modern Day

Inspired by : Scholar Who Walks The Night / Hwarang / Goblin

Chapter One : A Bittersweet Legend

I have nothing left to live for.

Seul opened her teary eyes to the dirt and rocks on the ground, beyond that her vision blurred to two male figures struggling against each other. All she can tell is that one of them was losing miserably.

Yeo-wool felt a hand clutch tightly against his neck forcing him to his knees. “Y-you…” He tried to breathe staring Gwi in his red irises, “You killed my best friend!” His voice spat out while tears filled his eyes.

The vampire could only stare back in amusement. “He should have never touched what belongs to me.” He chuckled coldly.

Seul struggled to her feet and held tight to the dagger hidden in her hanbok. I have to finish this. It is all my fault! Slowly her feet trembled to keep her lean figure from falling managing to reach her master and strike the dagger deep onto his back while her body fell to the floor out of exhaustion.

Gwi immediately released Yeo-wool from the sudden surprise. He gasped from the released grip on his neck stumbling onto the floor frantically looking for his missing sword.

Gwi managed to rip the dagger out of his back and threw it far from him and turned to the girl trembling on the floor with tears flowing down her cheeks. “You!” He walked up to her and grabbed Seul by the collar of her hanbok raising her up in the air as if she was a mere object. “You, of all people, you are the one who betrays me. Have I not given you anything?” She turned away from him which only angered him even more. “Have I not?!” Gwi shook her by the collar violently.

“You have only given me death.” She whispered turning to him. “You are a MONSTER!” She spit on his face causing his hands to release her on the floor.

Yeo-wool neared behind Gwi silently with his sword in hand. Seul looked up to him and her eyes grew wide. “I am a monster too.” She chuckled to her feet while Gwi could only stare back at her in rage; this was it, the last straw, he was going to finish her right here, right now. “Monsters...” Yeo-wool raises his sword, “Monsters die together!” Seul pressed her body tightly against Gwi’s and turned around in a swift moment. Seul gasped feeling the sword strike right through her back flowing deeper into her and Gwi.

Her teary eyes looked up at her master. “If the master falls…” Her breath trembles, “his servant falls with him.” She coughed blood from her mouth while his pale hand reached up to cup one cheek and brush a thumb softly against her peach color fading pale.

“I have not fallen.” Her brows furrowed at her master while a hand reached up to his collar tugging on it with her balled fist.

“I will be the end of you...someday, it’s a promise.” Her last words uttered out of her mouth as she began to feel herself slip into oblivion. I will kill you Gwi, even if it means I have to go through many lifetimes to find you. I will not stop until I am satisfied with your blood running through my hands, like you have done to my husband, Han-sung.

Seul’s lifeless body rested onto Gwi’s chest while the cave, his throne, everything began to be consumed in large rocks, dirt, and dust. An opening of light shined on both their bodies. He laughed in a sinister manner to himself looking up feeling the rays of light burn his pale glowing skin. “Beautiful.” His deep voice uttered as he fluttered his eyes closed and unintentionally embraced Seul’s lifeless body before disappearing into dust.

Sun-woo and Ban-ryu both noticed a body struggling to get back onto his feet while piles of dust and rocks tumbled behind him. “It is Yeo-wool!” They both hopped off their horses and scattered to aid him.

“Good work men.” King Rang Ji-dwi signaled his men to keep destroying the cave of the most feared vampire of the kingdom. He turned to see Sun-woo and Ban-ryu hold onto Yeo-wool. “You are alive?” He rose a brow in surprise.

Ban-ryu furrowed his eyes at the King. “You ordered them to demolish the cave knowing Yeo-wool was inside!” Sun-woo grabbed onto his collar before he began to act irrationally.

“We presumed him dead. What did you expect? Yeo-wool against a vampire? What could you possible think would happen?” Ji-dwi snapped before turning back to the cave that is nothing now but a place now ruined. “Enough, we shall return home!” He ordered. “Sun-woo take him with you.” Ji-dwi ordered before turning away with his horse.

Sun-woo held Yeo-wool close to him while his hand dug deep in the ground ripping weeds. “I could have saved him, I could have saved him.” Yeo-wool repeated closing his eyes seeing the photographic memory of his friend’s body chained and hanging near the vampire’s throne. “He was still alive.” Tears were released from his closed eyes. “I could have saved him!” He watched in terror how Gwi’s hand became a claw deep into Han-sung’s throat letting a river of blood flow from the younger’s throat down to his terrified eyes onto a silver bowl below that waited to be filled in innocent...blood.

“I should have died in there!” Yeo-wool burst into uncontrollable tears while Sun-woo held onto him tightly. “I want him back, I want my friend back!” He wailed into Sun-woo’s chest.

Tears began to fill in Sun-woo’s eyes. “We all do.” He whispered. “We all do.”

Ban-ryu walked away from the pair near the pile of rocks and pulled out his sword. With a grunt the sword pierced through the soil deep into the ground while the other two turned to him. Ban-ryu ignored the other two and began to get on his knees and bow his head deep pressing his forehead to the ground.

The sounds of footsteps neared themselves to him after a while. Sun-woo and Yeo-wool did the same in respect to their lost friend. All three men pulled a lace from their hair and tied them around the sword to honor Seul. “May Han-sung and Seul rest in peace. Hopefully we will meet in our next life.” Ban-ryu spoke his final words to the departed couple while the trio each placed a hand on the sword. “We will never forget this day.”

~ Seoul 1990’s ~

“And that is how the legend for centuries has been told of the servant Seul and a warrior Han-sung, lovers torn by a cruel vampire.” The old female guide concluded. The audience and tourists of the museum applauded.

An American girl rose her hand. “So is this a real legend that was proven true or just a made up story?”

“Miss this story has been around for centuries and it is hard to tell if it comes of origin of truth or not. The only evidence we have of now is the sword of warrior Rang Ban-ryu.” The guide turned back to the rusted sword on display behind her. “It perhaps could be true. If you believe in vampires that is.” The lady rolled her eyes with a chuckle. “Let’s move along now.”

A young Korean woman in the crowd let them all pass her as they moved to the next section. She clearly stood in front of the sword staring back at in awe. Her reflection on the glass revealed her in a pair of white sneakers and a flowy dress revealing the bump in her stomach. She walked up to it. “I always loved this story.” She furrowed her brows with a frown. “I believe in vampires. I believe this story is true. Don’t you think so honey?” She smiled down to her stomach and gave it a little tap. She suddenly realized she hasn’t given her baby girl a name yet. “Seul.” She whispered curiously before smiling. “Seul. Do you like it? Mommy is going to name you Seul. You think it’s a pretty name?” She tapped her stomach again with a giggle.

“Miss, it would be lovely if you cared to join us before you get lost in here.” The guide snapped at the pregnant woman.

“Oh yes of course.” She revealed a fake smile to the rude guide. As soon as the guide turned on her heel the girl mischievously eyed the guide’s heels and made a flicking signal with her index and thumb, the guide tripped over herself embarrassingly as she tried to get up with a flushed face.

“Come people nothing to see let’s just continue!” She tried to shrug it off.

The girl chuckled turning back to eye the sword one last time before reaching the group. She tapped her stomach. “Seul be careful not to do what mommy just did, okay. This family doesn’t need another mischievous witch in the family.” She chuckled and gasped feeling a kick respond to her. “You’re gonna grow up just fine.” She rubbed her tummy.

Suddenly on the corner of her eyes she noticed something lean and black bump into her. “Oh!” She turned to see a dark hat cover everything except the stranger’s red lips and pale cheeks; He wears a formal dark suit. “I’m sorry.” She apologized but he didn’t even mind to look at her and kept walking. He’s different. She thought as it sent shivers down her spine. He’s different just like me, just like us, Seul. She pressed a hand to her stomach. Except his aura is...more threatening. She cocked her head to see the figure continue walking away from her in a hurry. What are you?