10000 Hours | liskook

38| her

❝All of my wonder, you are the answer.
I call you her, cause you're my tear.❞
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; wc: a little over 5.8k ツ

; notable inspirations: her (BTS), jamais vu (BTS), clouds (before you exit)

; genres/warnings: fantasy, soulmates!au, mellow outpour of angst, fluff (considerable amount of it when seen via microscope), maybe some hurt-comfort, majority of this fic is jungkook centered, main character death(s), indirect mention of suicides, a mention of ableism, hotel del luna references for the character(s), reincarnation and immortality concepts, references to too many historical myths, events and personas, applications of mathematics lol.

; notes: this scenario is not a request. what you're about to read below is probably the greatest written work i'm proud of. this is a roller coaster of emotions so a humble request to arrange some tissues by the side as you read and please be kind in comments lmao.

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«NARRATION»

Once upon a time, there lived a hermit. Initially belonging to a group of bandits who looted villages that surrounded the citadel inhabited by the King of Goryeo; he was said to be a brave, invincible warrior and a conman in the eyes of the locals.

Years after when he bloomed into an adult did the young man had started to realise the struggle of virtues and vices were deliberate indications from God that he had been walking a wrong path in life. This converted the aggressive conscience of his and dove him to become a patron of peace and non-violence.

Living in absolute isolation and celibacy, the young man had attained a noble status; all of which changed when once he took shelter in a shrine looked after by a young courtesan.

From hearsay of the other priests residing in the temple, he learned that the woman was de facto regarded a cursed princess, 'married' off to the deity by her parents to uplift the curse and dedicate her life in worship for the rest of her life.

His peaking curiosity only led him into conversing with the said princess during his time in the temple and discover more about her, till the point where he had deeply fallen for her. He let his heart go for once, knowing it was a forbidden sin to his celibate oath and a peril to the consort's dignity.

The hermit was furious and enraged when he learnt that the princess had been forced out into royal exile, trapped in a life devoid of luxuries and tied to this system for her parents' orthodox perception that there shall be no queen consort even though it is a first born.

It was perhaps this moment when his heart had lost control over his mind when he rebelled against the unjust royal family along with other democratic supremacists in a coup and seized power within just a week.

The war, said to have been one of the most sudden, terrorising blows of state led to deaths in several thousands.

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Jungkook stared at the stone in which the words were engraved in a seemingly ancient language. A carving so bland wasn't a definite subject of curiosity in minds of other visitors in the museum as nobody bothered to hover close to it; yet the man stood rooted, as though he could read and understand the language.

If he went on to explain the engraved text, the modern day humans would probably disregard his claims for a fabricated fairytale so he chose to stay silent. He grimly chuckled at the endless number of struggles archaeologists and researchers have faced to decode such mysterious texts.