‼️DISCOUNTINUED: SIREN: a yeonbin ff

chapter 32

PLEASE READ AUTHOR NOTE AT THE END!!!

TW!!: MENTIONS OF BLOOD, BATTLE, AND WOUNDS. ALSO INCLUDES DESCRIPTIONS OF FEAR, SADISM AND MASOCHISM.
READERS BE WARNED, SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE
WITH THESE TOPICS AND ENJOY!!

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It was time for the sun to set. Yeonjun was busy in the training room deep into the walls of the siren castle. It would be the blue moon soon, the time where he and the boys would join together for a festival for thier bloody promotion.

Why was it bloody you may wonder? Well, during the festival, the royal trainees are all against eachother in a gruesome battle for power. When the blue moon is in full set, the battle would begin. Sadistic nobles would come, along with the dignified and royals who would make a grand entrance to watch the masochism go down in the kingdom of Ito-Thalassa.

Yeonjuns sighed in exhaustion as he slid down the palace walls onto the floor. He sat there with a slump as he store at the clock on the wall. It was sunset, usually his favorite time. But lately, he felt more connected to the beautiful hues of the sky at blue hour, the divine swirls of dark blue and an enchanting shade of cyan.

He smiled at the thought of the sky as his eyes glimmerd with something along the lines of hope. The memories of him and Soobin flooded his mind in this sweaty practice room. But as he drifted away into his thoughts, he didn't notice the scowl on Beomgyu's face as he glared at him.

He got up from the floor brushing his scaley shoulders off. He cracked his webbed knuckles and curled them into fists.

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Flashback, previous Blue Moon Festival, Trial Of The Ocean Crowns,
the aftermath of family betrayal~

"Y-yeonjun.." a frightend boy stammerd. "shh.. its okay, you're going to be okay.." yeonjun hummed to the trembling boy who held a sword in his hand. He had just stabbed his brother.

"I-... I k-killed him.." he whisperd voice wavering. "Hush now, the pain will soon end" Yeonjun soothed the boy while pulling him in a hug.

"B-but.. Baekjung! I k-killed him!" he sobbed into yeonjuns shoulder. "Hush now Beomgyu, don't cry, you must stay strong for Bamtak, he needs you" Yeonjun carressed his cheek.

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Present~

Put in an unescapable ring of sleet, the esteemed would watch with a wicked look in thier eyes as the princes fought against one another, bodies piling up bloody and wounded on the arena floor.

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Flash back, Trial Of the Ocean Crowns, Post Family Betrayal~

Beomgyu's brother lied hald dead on the ocean floor. His stab wound bleeding out a goopy blue liquid as Beomgyu yanked the sword out of his chest. "F-fuck.." he stared in horror at his brother who clitched his stomach to try and keep from coughing up blood.

"B-baekjunggie.." he cried softly as he grabbed his older brother and held him close. "F-fuck.. Beomgyu" he looked up at his brother who had just stabbed him.