Reunion [ORV Fanfic]

Draft 3

A/N: I wanted to show you all this chapter. Should i bring back Hades? like if Hades of 1865th worldline followed Persephone to 1864th. I'm planning to have a get together of KimCom where they have dinner and play UNO on the terrace of hospital. And the Idol Group of Uriel and others, create an uproar when they post pictures of the group online. And should i bring  Heewon and Hyunseong together?feel free to suggest changes as its just a draft rn. 

It was the third day since Dokja woke up. The news was spreading rapidly. Kim Dokja was popular among people because of the stories they had heard from the people who survived the apocalypse. Persephone met Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joonghyuk in the parking lot.

"You are finally here." Han Sooyoung flashed a big smile at her.

"Yeah you really took too long to inform me about the news." Persephone said munching on a chocolate.

"Sorry about that... it was just so sudden and overwhelming. Please look after him until we return. We really can't leave that brat alone."

"Don't worry I will look after him."

"The others will be coming today too. There will be reporters trying to interview him. " Yoo Joonghyuk said taking out the car keys. They knew how Kim Dokja never liked cameras and mikes focused on him.

"Don't worry. I will handle it. I am his mother after all." Persephone smiled and they parted their ways.

Kim Dokja was sitting on his bed with eyes closed. He did not see Persephone coming because he had earphone plugged in. Biyu was reading a book sitting on a chair near him. The 4th Wall was scrolling on his phone.

"Hey Persephone, it's been too long since I last saw you." Biyu smiled at her.

This prompted Dokja to open his eyes. If not for the bold red lipstick, he would have mistaken her for Yoo Sangha. Flashback of the final scenario flooded his mind.

[The place where Queen of Darkest Spring shed her last tear.]

[The place where 'Father of Rich Night' breathed his last.]

"How are you feeling?" Persephone asked him.

"I am fine. The medicine given by Kyrgios worked miracle." Kim Dokja replied.

He sat upright in the bed and removed his earphones. Persephone handed him a packet.

"Hope it doesn't have those bitter pills like Kyrgios yesterday." The 4th wall spoke up.

Dokja sighed. "Biyu, please take him somewhere else, I Don't want him to keep narrating in that annoying voice."

"Hey! Remember the times you were desperate to hear this voice?"

"That's not happening anymore."

"And why should I obey you ?" Biyu looked up from the book she was reading.

"I will buy you a better book once I get well."

"Just one?"

"Okay 2 books."

" Its still less but okay." She got up from the chair and gestured the 4th wall to follow her. "Come on let's make a list of books to rob Dokja off his money."

Kim Dokja opened the packet and found a box of freshly baked cookies.

"You are taking up the role of being a Granny really seriously." Dokja smiled.

"Well... Without system's power, everyone had to earn a living." She sat on the chair Biyu was sitting on.

"Persephone, I am really grateful for all the times you have helped me. I couldn't have reached the end I wanted to see if you didn't help me. I am so sorry I – I- could not save everyone."

Persephone and Hades, the ruler of underworld. A couple whose stories were inked throughout the history. The couple whose happiness was robbed by him.

"I might have lost someone I cherished, but I saw an incredible story, as you promised me. You showed us the one true end. It was because of you that we finally reached so far. We are finally free. And freedom comes with a price." Persephone gave a sad smile.

Dokja's heart twisted at that smile. It reminded him of the scene when she was holding Hades body as he was dying. He could never imagine the pain of someone who lost the person they have loved for over thousands of years.

He looked outside the window, it was almost noon. Dokja could hear the streets unusually noisy.

"is there something going on today?"

"you are more popular than you think you know. There are so many people who want to meet you and interview you. "