Or where they discover a few shocking secrets and things get more intense and dangerous👀....
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- 1910, time temple -
"Please, read it again", Han-na's eyes pleaded, holding out her family treasure- a silver clock.
The Vampire sighed
"i have no control over this, han-na. I can just say what i see. I'm an observer, a seer, nothing more."
Han-na had teary eyes
"Only once, so i can memorize it better."
The vampire oracle inhaled deeply
"Alright."
He took the item and let it dangle before his eyes. The eyes that started to glow after a few seconds. He looked as if he is looking far far into the future.
"... Two offsprings meant to intertwine, to fix what is broken in time. Don't disturb the fates, don't part the mates, If you do, one will die, The other will cry, And mark the end of time. Protect, who they want to haunt, And find the paramount."
"Thank you, oracle min."
-back to 1793,bangtan town-
Joon raised his eyebrows over the two punctuation marks on his wrist.
"This is strange."
He walked into the kitchen, seeing that the meat he bought just a few hours ago and the bread were gone, instead, there was a golden plate with even better meat and a basket full of fresh fruits and a wrapped big bread that smelled fresh.
"Very strange", he rubbed his chin, going to his bedroom, stopping as he saw that it was neatly made, but smelled foreign.
"what in-"
He remembered that he left his bed in a mess, too busy to Get out of his blankets, kicking them away to write down his inspirations.
"who slept in my bed?!"
He smelled at the pillow, noticing a herby scent on it.
"hmm... Very strange."
He heard the door open downstairs, a little bell signalling a customer.
Joon rushed down, maybe it will be the misterious guest.
"Oh Jimin", he said a bit disappointed.
"Nice to see you too", Jimin glared, but rather amused.
"What gives me the honor?"
"i brought you the receipt for the paste you asked for" he held a piece of paper out.
Before Joon snatched it away, he stopped in his movement, eyes seeing the marks on Jimin's wrist.
