#tempted with jesus and chung myung parallels

[enihk-writes]

[alone at the edge of the universe humming a tune]

characters: chung myung

summary: it was hard carrying what seemed like the weight of the world on his still-young shoulders

word count: 0.36k

author's note: trying my hand at an experimental writing style, might be shit,,, very rushed stream-of-consciousness narrative in chung myung's pov and im not going to use personal pronouns and uh.... (checks notes) im not really referring to the source material since i haven't finished reading it hahaha....

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it's weird, isn't it?

feeling as though his arm was loped off, and the numbness spreading from his shoulders up to his neck and down to the tips of his fingers. it takes a few tries before he finally could sleep well for the night.

even then, in the solace of the walls of his mind, he was plagued with memories, distorted through the lens of his own grief he had yet to lay at rest.

he doesn't tell anyone about this heavy heart of his.

what use was a lifetime's worth of supposed wisdom when he never had to face a single loss until the end of his life? what use was the number of years he had spent alive if all he could ever do was act like the coddled child he had been all this time?

he looks at the kids of the new generation, and he wonders if he has the right to look upon them as children. technically, he was one too, wasn't he?

and like a child, he wants to lay his head full of worries in the arms of the only person who came close to loving him unconditionally.

his sa-hyung.

a boy who was barely an adult himself when the responsibility of raising the infant chung myung fell onto his hands.

all things considered, he thinks his sa-hyung did a fantastic job. had it been anyone else from the sect raising him, he wonders if his undying loyalty to mount hua would have even been there.

it probably wouldn't. though, he was now living a reality where everything he had loved or known was now a fragment of the past, history that had been wrongfully and unfairly erased.

he doesn't want that sort of cruel fate to ever befall the new children of the sect. because, despite everything he said he was, chung myung was a kind child.

for mount hua so loved the world that they gave their kindest child.

and

for the world that grieved so at the loss of his life that the heavens let him come back to fulfil his regrets, so his soul could rest easy when it's time inevitably comes.