#going insane over the concept of a shitton of kdj scattered all over the multiverse

[chirpycloudyrobin]

An AU set at a nebulous, post-canon point in time where they're still searching for kdj somehow and they end up in a parallel universe where they encounter a peculiar hidden scenario : the company needs to rescue a constellation chained within an abandoned mall complex. their reward is SS-class gear and the support of that parallel universe's <Underworld> nebula.

the constellation had taken the form of a horned, winged young man with dark hair and a certain white coat.

the issue ? their modifier isn't <Demon King of Salvation>.

it's <Elysian Prince of Life and Death>

is it really kdj ? or is it something wearing his face ?

The last of the chains disappeared into dust with hardly a sound. The group waits with bated breath as the figure stands up, their movement making ripples on the shallow waters surrounding them.

When the figure opens their eyes, they reveal pools of dark obsidian shining with the light of a thousand stars. A familiar yet unfamiliar smile stretches luscious pink lips. Their starry gaze shoots directly into Yoo Joonghyuk's worn and battered soul.

The figure speaks and it takes every one of them a moment to realise that the voice coming from that face is wrong and right and just a little bit off to the side. It's layers upon layers of the same voice. Young, old, content, anguished, alive, dying... It's someone's voice from different parts of their life condensed into a single instance.

“You wear their faces,” The layered voice echoes. “But you are not them.”

The figure's head tilts. It is then when they realise that a slowly spinning crown of starlight had materialised on the figure's head.

“What's your story?”