A Distant Lament

01. The Seas...

Prologue..

The air crackles as he walks towards the hill covered in darkness. Midnight is nearing, the sounds of rain harshly thrashing on the craggy floor grows. The overbearing pain he feels eats him whole, consumes him so that he can feel the pain flowing through his veins flushing with a scorching ache in his heart. He indulges in pain, it is all he feels so why not just accept it? Use his power to the fullest. A vision of King Kim whispers in his mind and his eyes blur with darkness, the earth trembles, the lighting breaks on the beaten up grass. He seeks revenge, he seeks the blood of the man who has cursed him with this pain for the rest of his lifetime. The rain maddens with cries of broken lovers. He stares at his hand, the ones that held someone far too special for this world. He bellows, holds his body close to him and drops to his knees now soaked. The cloak he wore no longer conceals his identity, the stars espied him with trepidation and watched him cry. He shrieks at the stars, eyes covered in fury, "It should have not been him!" He hisses, the eyes that were a dark brown turning into a lament of almost scarlet. The stars whisper amongst themselves, "He is gone, Jimin. There is nothing we can do." The stars say with pity observing Jimin break down his morals, his beliefs and his love all in one affair. Jimin feels his blood boil with forlorn. "I'm going to avenge him." He whispers but the weather still roars in anger. "How will you do that?" The stars ask timidly almost as if they had to walk on eggshells around the sorrowful boy. Jimin looks up, eyes devoid of nothingness; he's a terrifying witch fueled by his emotions. "I have come across an old friend of mine by the seas that bawled with vociferousness. His name brings lust and joy to others eyes." He gives a wicked smile, he lets the emotions flow through his veins. The stars nod in recognition, "Jeon Jungkook."

CHAPTER ONE
-The seas that bawled with vociferousness.

To be a mortal, reigning over a country of myths and magical beings seems as if this mortal could not be a mortal. For how would a mortal defeat a vampire in a quarrel? Or the trees that grew as tall as mountains hovering over living beings as if they were ants. Kim Taehyung, a man filled with talentry and fully mortal. His father being a wizard and his mother a fairy, it would be almost surmised that the new King would have some sort of magical power? To rule over the Kingdom of Lupia required courage, strength, elegance, much intelligence, and must anyone really say magic. In spite of it all, Taehyung ascended his way to the throne with everything but magic.

A King with no magic? Well we shall all be doomed!

Kim Taehyung, our king has shown that he is no normal mortal.

We praise this mortal but how do we really know what he is capable of?

He is a dangerous man.

The country rumbles with gossip of the new King, the illumination of the sun beats on his skin, he gazes down upon his people with a grin so white it almost blinded their excited eyes as they roamed at the ceremony of the confirmation, the confirmation Taehyung has worked so hard for. He has put his soul, his blood, and the water that keeps him standing into this position. It's a thunderous scream of supremacy to his father. The man who put his morals all in the swords he has plunged in Taehyung as a child many years back. Taehyung is no longer weak, he no longer has that man on his side to bicker illness. He's far from the Taehyung he was many years ago, from today forward he is King Kim and the world holler in praise at the name.

"Long live King Kim and long may he reign!"

The crowd erupts in delight. The crown decorated with ruby gemstones, a golden barrier around each wine red crystal and glittering diamonds placed around the perimeter is placed on the black locks that grew out a soft texture of his head. He raises his sword as a sign of victory, he's won he has clamped onto the success of royalty. He is no longer, the prince who cried at the sight of a bird that no longer lived. He is strong, and a ruler. He smirks at his brother on his side who remains passive. Kim Namjoon, his older brother who did not achieve raising to the throne. No, it was Taehyung who rose to be the usurper. "It is like Lord Kim did not try at the least." Nobles would whisper around them. What a scandalous picture. Taehyung gleams in glee, this was all he had manifested. This was the start of his new beginning. After months stuck in an almost endless war, he and his people can squall in triumph.