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The saddest thing was to be stuck into an abyss of darkness where you needed to struggle every time to fathom the purpose of existence. Where it began didn't really matter, how would it end would terrify the core of the being.
Just like the hours had passed; the sunlight brighetend, softened and disappeared through the small window, Jungkook's energy, spirit, enthusiasm evanesced.
The agony was heartfelt. He couldn't save his mate from being dragged like an animal in front of his eyes. He couldn't keep his friends' trust. Couldn't even cure his sick mother who died before time. Most of all could not be able to save his kingdom from an unkind ruler. The frustration of his dreams being continually thwarted pushed him to a point where he neither could move his body nor his mind.
Maybe, he thought, his motive was wrong from the beginning; that was why destiny was not favouring him. He came here to kill—killing itself was not a great thing. Taking away someone's right to live was so cruel. And killing for one's own good was definitely not the right thing. What would be the difference between him and Taejoo who killed numberless people to set up his own kingdom?
It saddened his thoughts.
Feeling so numb, empty, and alone, Jungkook was sitting motionless on the cold dusty floor. Did not even notice when the guards came and turned on the yellow bulbs at the corner of the ceiling as the evening approached.
The little water they put inside the bars was left untouched. They didn't bother to give him any food. Why waste food on someone who was going to be beheaded soon?
Hitherwards when the acrid smell of smoke entered his nostrils, he remained as he was.
But within a moment when the sound of screams and clamour reached his ears, Jungkook swiveled his head to find the source. The thick smoke had already covered the area, so his eyes were unable to see much.
Presently a familiar voice coming from the other side astounded him.
"Jungkook."
He clearly heard his name.
Hoseok?
How could he be here? He'd asked him to stay concealed.
But when he heard his name for the second time and sensed his freind was looking for him, he could not stay silent.
"Hoseok!" Piercing the smoke cloud his voice reached to the specific person.
When his figure was finally visible, Jungkook stood up straight.
"Can't waste a single second." The masked beta breathed out. His golden eyes narrowed on the iron bars. "Can you break these?"
"Why are you here?" It was clear to the alpha that this beta had taken the risk for him. If the circumstances were different, he might have appreciated his effort, but he could not push away the following danger which could cause more trouble for everyone.
"Will tell you later. Please hurry up." affirmed Hoseok.
"Wait but," The words Jungkook left untold, the other male caught the hint instantly.
"They have been rescued." He assured him with a nod. "Don't worry."
Jungkook closed his eyes and breathed out deep. Never felt so relieved before.
With a hard pressure on hands, the metal bars cranked down on the floor. Holding hands they rushed to the exit door.
But there were some guards who were covering the exit way, came with open swords and made them stop.
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Moonlight Before Dawn ~ Vkook✔
Fanfiction[Completed] Jungkook was a gifted child by Moon Goddess. He always lived with a small tribal pack in a dense forest, until one day when he came to know the beta woman he used to call his mother was not his real mother and his parents, who were the k...
