Doom's Night || TXT

I K I G A I

Ikigai; passion or zest for life. Life force.

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Yang smirked and slithered around me, taking a good look at my form from his height. He looked at me with not just hatred but something else. Something burning in his eyes. "I just don't get it..." He trailed off and tilted his head as he maniacally licked his lips. It was quick like one of salamander. "Why Yin and not me? Why did you not choose me?" I finally asked and I held my breath back. What was I supposed to answer? I was speechless. Heck if I know? Not like memories had all returned, besides, I hated Yin equally bad now if not more.

"What?" I blurted out.

"That's not a good enough answer." He replied darkly and in a blink of an eye his face was inches away from mine. "I cannot believe Yin chose me and his truth over you..." He whispered gravely, his eyes almost gazing right at my soul. "I can read you but what if it's something orchestrated for me to read?" He wondered in a loud whisper that went chills down my spine.

"But I'm saying the t-truth... Like I said before..." I trailed off and put a hand against my chest to calm my heart from beating so hard to the point it would shatter.

He hummed lazily and rubbed his chin. "You're telling me... Yin who left me and his responsibilities and his truth for a mere low ranking filthy angel like you in the first place, wants that back now?" He said as he scrunched up his nose and looked down at me in disgust. His gaze was so demeaning, I myself felt like a lowly pest standing in front of him.

Suddenly he stopped, then started laughing. "Y'all take me for an idiot!" He exclaimed and laughed even louder confusing me even more. He shook his head and looked at the dark damp celing of the cave. "Let's put my theory to work!" He said and turned to me with a murderous smile, raising his hands. I hadn't even realised his nails had turned to claws now.

"No... N-no... What are you doing? S-stop!" He exclaimed. Why was he doing this? I was scared. Why did I think it was a good idea for me to confront him alone? What did I think? That he'd ask me to join me for tea?

"Oh hush Hyun-Ae... Do you expect me to truly believe that I'll have my way so easy? Everything I got was everything I had to snatch. I never got anything in a golden platter unlike that damned goody two shoes who separated himself from me and got everything easy. Life favoured him, so I made death favour me." He growled and gripped on my shoulders so hard, it stung. His claws stung and cracked open my skin as I gulped hard in a mixture of pain and fear.

"That's not true..." I tried to say softly. My brain wracked through possible things I could say to calm him down. "You're... You and him are one!" I exclaimed desperately.

For a moment he paused and stared at me like I really was the dumbest creature he's ever crossed paths with. "Yes we are... But... Not really are we?" He said blankly. Frankly, his emotionless state was scarier because I couldn't anticipate what he'd do next. "Because if so... Tell me why you went for that Golden Boy instead of me? Why choose him, instead of me?" He glared at me. His eyes full of scorn.

My heart stopped.

What was he talking about? What-

"I may not be able to read you accurately but you know who I know better than anyone? Your beloved, Yin."

"Yeonjun he's not—"

I was cut off by a sharp, electric pain against my abdomen as my eyes widened as tears pooled in them. Hot crimson oozed out of my mouth and down my lips as the impact felt somewhere between numbness and gut wrenching pain.

"If we truly are the same, he'll come." Yang snickered without an ounce of care as his sharp talons almost ripped out of my insides.

Was I going to die? Is this my end? What was he saying? It didn't make any sense to me. All I could see before my eyes was an insanely berserk creature. A devil with the mask of an angel but his eyes gave away how sinister he was. I coughed up more blood and felt my hands feel cold... The life sleeping out of me. I couldn't even scream no matter how bad I wanted. It was like every cell in me was screaming and burning but a silencer was slapped on to them. How could one's eyes be so emotionless as they kill someone?

Demon.

"You know why?" He asked softly, pulling me into a bone crushing hug and slowly caressing my hair back as his lips brushed against my neck. "Because you're our ikigai."

I wanted to cry with how pathetic and helpless I felt in his warm embrace as he cradled me and shushed me in his arms. "Shh Angel, the pain will be over soon. I know him better that anyone. He's me. It's not your end yet." He chuckled. Why was he doing this? I was dying? And he was trying to test out some stupid twisted theory he had cooked up in his mistrustful head?

"Angel~ the pain won't last long." He cooed but his voice sounded more distant now, my conscience fading away before me. The light of my life dimming.

That is when I clutched the ragged up teddy bear keychain tucked to waistband and whispered. "Help me..."

A loud sound boomed through the walls, a strong blinding flash of light as a strong gust of wind hurled against my already pained body and I felt myself get ripped away from Yang and into another strong pair of arms. Warmer and more secure.

"Don't you dare try to hurt my Hyun-Ae. Ever. Again." A gruff, deep voice said. I recognised it. I'd recognise it anywhere. It was similar to Yang, but purer. No malice. I looked up at the face that held me close right now and whispered his name before everything went dark.

"Yeonjun..."