Late into the night, two people could be seen talking within a tent in Dongmyo station.
"Now those jerks' time is over. It will all end tomorrow."
"Sigh... when this is over, I will have a bottle of soju."
"Yes. Did you see that bastard's eyes before? The Sage's Eye glared at me and I almost had a heart attack."
"Haha, how did a guy who got off at the prologue know about the Sage's Eye?"
The two continued to talk in cheerful voices, oblivious as to what was about to happen.
"Hey, the other prophets are still suspicious... How do I convince them? They've been nagging me to go to Chungmuro..."
"Give me your phone and I'll speak to them. At any rate... huh?" Jung Minseob, one of the two people within the tent and the 1,089th person to get off, stiffened as he fiddled with the keyboard. "Why is the Internet not working all of a sudden?"
"Is that brat sleeping again? Go check it out." replied Lee Sungkook.
Jung Minseob was about to leave the tent when his body hit something, The moment he stretched out a hand...
"W-What is this...?"
Chiiiiiing!
"Aaaagh!"
Jung Minseob fell onto the ground with a scream. It was then Kim Dokja revealed himself, taking off the Recluse's Cloak as he held the Blade of Faith.
"Y-Yoo Joonghyuk? How come-?"
The confused Lee Sungkook stumbled while Jung Heewon and Barrow poked their heads in from outside the tent.
"We've taken care of most of them but there are still quite a few who are still fighting back."
"It shouldn't take us long to handle them though."
The two disappeared and the sound of fighting was heard from outside.
"D-Don't you know what will happen if you do this? Yoo Joonghyuk, you won't be able to deal with all of us!''
Suddenly another person entered the tent.
"All? But we don't have to deal with everyone right now."
Slowly approaching in a relaxed yet elegant manner that made it seem like they had all the time in the world, the individual walked over to the two on the floor before crouching in front of them to look them in the eyes.
"Just handling you two should do for now" Cale said, smiling innocently as he looked at them. Releasing a bit of his dominating aura, the two began to tremble before the one named Lee Sungkook suddenly gasped.
"W-Wait, that red hair-!"
'Hm?'
However, Jung Minseob hit him over the head before he could say anything else.
"Shush! You shouldn't jump to conclusions when you haven't even read it yet. Don't you remember how overly sensitive Yoo Joonghyuk was about that person?"
'That person? Does this have something to do with the novel changes that have been happening?' Curious, Cale was about to further question them about what they meant when Lee Sungkook began talking again.
"I'm sorry Yoo Joonghyuk, but I can't let-"
Kudududuk!
Of course, that didn't mean he'd be allowed to finish.
'I'm sorry Cale but I can't let you find out about the novel yet, at least not with these prophets still around...' Although Kim Dokja wanted to come clean about the novel to his (figurative) son, he was still afraid of how they would react to this truth. While he wasn't exactly sure whether the teen would even be able to hear the information due to the censoring, Kim Dokja was afraid that, if they were to find out now, the teens may be put in danger because of others o̶r̶ e̶v̶e̶n̶ t̶h̶e̶m̶s̶e̶l̶v̶e̶s̶. Or worse.
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Why Won't You Let Me Slack!?
FanfictionThe gods try making amends, Cale wants to sleep and the guys befriend a sunfish. Add a little crazy, a dash of oncoming apocalypse, throw it in an apartment for twelve years and what do you get? A f*cking shit show that's what! --- I do not own any...
