❝ 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕 𝒖𝒑. 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆
𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 ❞
JUNGWON, despite his father's protests due to his underdeveloped control of his vamp...
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ERED IGNATUS ENHA.
that's what is read on the letters carved on the limestone. the marble statue of jungwon's father stands in front of him, empty eyes soulless as it looks out to nothingness.
eventhough it's only a marble statue of him, jungwon is somewhat content to see him once again.
a hand is placed on his shoulder and he looks over to see jake giving him a comforting smile, "you'll get through this." in return, jungwon musters up a reassuring one to shoot back.
someone else pats his other shoulder "hey." heeseung greets him. "the ceremony is starting soon." the eldest usher the two to the pavillion nearby in which the funeral ceremony will be held.
upon his appearance, his relatives; the PRIMUSES, the PYRES and the crowned, DARĪA MAER D'ZAEL share their condolences with him.
his uncle, ALLEOS ENHA engulfs him into a much needed hug as he softly tells him, "you have us, dear."
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the manor is a lot lonelier than the day jungwon left it. despite all the furnitures covering the space, it feels empty and desolated.
walking around his childhood home fills jungwon with sadness as he passes the hallway of photos.
he halts upon nearing the largest of them.
it's a portrait of a toddler him being carried by his smiling father who is embraced by her once, very in love stepmother.
it was taken that time his father first visited the human realm for him. for some reason, jungwon can remember the warm, comforting feeling when he ran to get hugged by his father for the first time.
it was that time where everything was fine.
that time everyone was content and happy.
his eyes moves to a circular framed photo of his father and his birth mother, MYRFA ENHA - who his uncle had been telling him he looked so much.
jungwon fathoms what would life have been if she ever survived the birth.. would his life been different? more.. warm perhaps?
the tears he has been holding back at the ceremony finally fall from his eyes and down his cheeks as he grips the frame with his shaking hands.
the loneliness hits him like a wave and he helplessly trembles at the overwhelming feeling.
"i hope it was reasonable, father.. why you wanted me dead.."
