He was a boy cursed by the god of Punishment to an overwhelming sadness. Destined for a tragic fate. Reborn into the ashes of a forest.
Found by a white nine tailed fox that would show him the way. To help mend his sadness so he could rise a great...
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Yoongi stood in his dark robes with golden tendrils of leaves sewn into them. He watched the crowd of villagers caroul around the platform with the rope hanging over the gnarled wood.
Today they would hang a traitor to the Empire. Someone who had tried to murder him in earnest within the burning forest.
Although the accusation wasn't completely true. It had truth in it. When Yoongi was a child his mother attempted to murder him for riches beyond her wildest dreams.
For the longest time he had thought she had died. That was until she approached him in the woods, demanding what she believed to be rightfully hers.
When Kira got wind of it. She didn't stand for it. Herself and Jimin searched the village for the seamstress, taking her in shackles in the dead of night.
Now she sat in wait.
"How are you doing, Yoon?" The Sunshine god asked from behind the curtains. He was trying to remain hidden.
"Do you think this is right?" Yoongi asked the god while his eyes skimmed the crowd for a familiar face. Jinx' face. One he knew would not be among them, The garden was far from ready.
"Your highness." Giles dull tone interupted the conversation.
"What is it, Giles?"
"The prisoner is ready. Also there is movement in the east."
"Movement?" Yoongi turned his head to look at the older man.
"Yes... the pen's are moving towards the burning forest as we speak. They should hit the village by nightfall.
"Send out a small group of our strongest soldiers. I will join them when night falls."
"Sire, you are still recovering."
Yoongi frowned. He knew he was recovering. He also knew that his soldiers couldn't face the beasts alone. They'd never return to their families.
"I'm fine."
"To the underworld you are, Yoongi!" Objected Kira, throwing out all respectful niceties.
"Kira."
"Yoongi." Kira narrowed her eyes at the king. He was leaning heavily on the balcony. She could see the pain in the crease of his eyes. Even if he tried to hide it, she'd see it.
"I'll go in your place. I am your right hand man after all." She smiled, puffing out her armored chest to prove herself. Yoongi chuckled at the girl. She was a fighter, he knew that well.
"Your Majesty do you really think sending a woman is wise?" Giles asked the disapproval strong in his tone.
"She is better than 10 of our finest soldiers." Yoongi stated. Giles scoffed.
"But sire."
"You are my advisor. Consider me advised."
Kira smirked triumphantly. Angry cheers sounded from down below. Bringing the King's back to the crowd.
