CURSED // K.TH. (COMING SOON)

•Prologue•

The smell of blood filled the air as the ashes of the burning sheds soared around with the wind. Seven brothers stood on top of the hill, watching the people run around screaming for their lives but it was no use. They'd soon be dead anyway, either from the fire or the seven brothers, who wished upon their deaths.

"Leave no survivors." Said the oldest to his brothers and with his words, all of them spread around the village killing anyone who still had an heartbeat.

Seven brothers had roamed the earth for centuries given to their immortality powers. However, they soon discovered that the Shin clan owned the power to take that away from them. There were a lot of other witch clans but the Shin were the only ones who were capable with that power. The brothers weren't fond of that idea so here they were now, burning each and everyone of them, wiping away their existence from the earth's surface.

Taehyung, he was the most ruthless and arrogant one amongst the seven brothers. Some of the other brothers felt bad for all those killings, Taehyung however, enjoyed it. He liked the way his ears ringed with their screams and the way their eyes portrayed pure fear in them.

He heard few grunts coming from inside a shed that was starting to catch fire in a fast rate. He walked inside, removing the piece of cloth hanging from the entrance with the back of his hand.

"Look what we have here." He said, a wicked smirk making it's way on his face.

There was a women, who seemed to be in his fifties with gray hair that had different beads and feathers hanging on the strands. It was no question that she was the grand witch of this clan. She held a child in her arms as the child kept coughing out blood.

Taehyung looked around to see bunch of other children, lifeless on the ground. He had to admit, it wasn't a pretty sight. Killing adults was one thing but he was sensitive when it came to kids.

The young boy in the women's arms let out his last breaths and his body fell limp. Taehyung regained his posture and the smirk was back on his face.

Old women didn't show any signs of fear, she only had sorrow in her eyes for her people who've faced cruel deaths.

"Let's make this quick shall we?" Taehyung taunted.

"You'll pay for your sins, you'll live your life with sorrow and have a slow, painful death."
The women spoke through calm tears running down her face as she looked around the shed to the faces of the children covered in blood.

"Death?" Taehyung let out a chuckle. "I'm immortal."

The women kept her gaze fixed on Taehyung's face as she mumbled some things under her breath.

"What is this? What are you doing?!" Taehyung demanded but the women continued her chanting.

Soon, blood started coming out of the women's eyes and nose as her chanting got louder.

Taehyung walked up to the women and grabbed her by the neck. She was now coughing up blood and was finished with her chants but still kept her gaze fixed on the young man.

"You've been-" she spit out the blood that filler her mouth before continuing her words and letting out her last breath.

"Cursed."