"A thousand bullets pierced right through yet he's still here, stronger than ever."
When a realm of ghosts decided to fetch back what they used to have: Earth, the home where egoistic humans reside absurdly, by perishing it all with a war. An unwill...
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"I'm sick of going to hell for the wrong things."
Kim Taehyung POV: Queendrome Of Ghosts
Plodding across the street near the Centre, the place I went to many times but never wanted to, it was all for the war and assuming that this session was the final trial made me nervous- not due to the trial but more of the future. I packed everything that could help in a bag but honestly it felt useless to even carry it.
Undefinable chatters tampered with my red ears presumably the mutters were delusions about the final trial all words included hope that it wouldn't be time consuming and rather simple to perform; I wasn't like that, I was more than unwilled that I couldn't even bring myself to have a conversational thoughts in my head about it.
Cold pearls ascending down from the sky treated nature with care, as if it was a blanket where flowers could hide in however they were bad at hiding- the vibrant colors of petals during the dull season attracted many.
I felt a tint of insignificance considering I had to prepare myself for the tons of scolds I'd get due to my practically non existent strength.
Unenthusiastically, my fingertips brushed the edge of the walls as my body was suddenly heated when I passed through the high secured door where security was bound to be at: for some reason they always gave a frown whenever inspecting my verified card despite me giving a smile.
Setting my eyes on a target to find Youra, I take on a different route of the massive center; with a rough guess I headed to the main reception where I found her reading a thick book while sitting down.
I never really expected to see her again but it turned out due to Jin's heavy schedule I had to take the role of introducing her to this place and even do the event with her. I had no complaints about it though, I knew Jin was busy; he wouldn't make excuses.
Butting into her session of reading I spoke: "Hello..."
"Your entrance was underwhelming." She said the second she shut her book close (which turned out to be a dictionary) and gave her attention to me.
"Sorry but I can't bring entertainers and dancers to welcome you." I told in the same manner as hers.
"Pfft- dancers." She puffed out with a chuckle opening her book again which rested on her stygian red dress which matched the colour of her tinted lips; her black pencil high heels tapped in habit due to her focusing. Her branded purse was resting on the floor beside her as if it was nothing. Opposite from everyone who was wearing an attire suitable for the environment.
"Are you ready for the Final Trial?" I questioned her.
"Oh I haven't even applied here yet." She replied carelessly while flipping the dictionary's pages.
