A tale of mystery and dark secrets.........
EnhypenxReader
started- 25th august
~~~ random uploads whenever ~~~
TW
-Blood
-Curse words
-Torture
-Mentions of death
-gore
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As the lights of the hallways flickered and danced as Sunoo quietly walked down the hallways, past midnight, to get something to quench his thirst, A ringing sound hits his ears as soon as he opened the fridge door and grabbing the water bottle, he soon falls limp towards the ground, a droplet of blood passing his eyelids.
The sinister man behind slowly smirks as he whispers to himself as he laughs eerily, "Master will be pleased."
≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ──── ≪
A day later, As Y/n walks towards one of her first classes, dread fills her from the events that had happened so far , recollecting the incidences of the students being drawn blood from, the fog which tried to kill everyone, the silver haired boy, Sunoo, and her new found other half, Sunghoon. How could so many events have taken place in such a short span of time when all she had been trying to do, was live peacefully.
Chewing her lower lip while wracking her brain about the causes of the new situation, the idea of the storybook she had been reading about the vampires, (the one which she thought was a cliche) came into mind as she fixed her aim to reach to the library instead of class and that she would deal with the consequences later for skipping school for so long.
She hops on the steps as she opens the door to the library heading inside and over to the supernatural section, eyes scanning to find the book she had been reading that day. 'the smoked sun'
"Found it" she mumbles under her breath taking it off the shelf and only flipping through it to realize that half of the book was only filled with knowledge about supernaturals she already knew, and that is when her eyes stop upon a particular page filled with seemingly new information as she started reading it,
ON HOW TO TWIST THE THREADS OF TIME
A flower that blooms in a hundred years, a longing held within the human ardour This spell might tell you how to tangle the threads of time, Thou it is upon the bearer to regress these threads
TO KEEP IN MIND THAT THESE SPELL MIGHT BRING GREAT REPERCUSSIONS, DESTRUCTION AND DEATH TO NOT ONLY THE ONES AFFECTED BUT TO THE WORLD.
