Eclipse of the Chronos || JJKx Reader ✓

Prologue: The Awakening

The year was 5062.

The world was no longer as it once was. What remained was a fragmented reflection of civilization, a patchwork of broken cities and battlefields, where the remnants of humanity fought for survival under the shadow of war. Nations had risen and fallen, and with them, the line between ally and enemy had blurred into shades of gray.

In a hidden laboratory buried deep beneath the ruins of what was once a thriving metropolis, a lone figure worked in silence. Her hands moved with precision, assembling delicate circuits and connecting the final components of a creation that would defy the future itself. Y/n, a brilliant inventor with a mind as sharp as the metal she forged, was on the brink of completing her greatest work.

But this was no ordinary invention.

Jungkook—her sentinel, her last hope—was coming to life.His eyes flickered open, a cold, steady light piercing through the dimness of the lab. Y/n watched, a mix of exhaustion and determination etched into her features. She had poured everything into this creation, into him. He was not just a machine; he was her last chance to save the one person who mattered most—her brother, Seokjin.

Seokjin, the genius who had once envisioned a world where science would unite humanity, was now a captive of that very future, held hostage by an enemy that had no face but wore the guise of progress and power. The war had taken many things from Y/n, but it would not take him. Not if she could help it.

She stepped back, observing the robot that stood before her. Jungkook's form was flawless, crafted with the strength to withstand the harshest conditions, yet there was something almost human in the way he moved, in the way his gaze met hers.

"Jungkook," she whispered, her voice carrying the weight of her hopes and fears. "We're going to save Seokjin. And we'll stop at nothing to bring him back."

Jungkook's expressionless face held no answers, but deep within his programming, something stirred—an understanding, perhaps, or something more.

Outside, the world continued to crumble, but within the walls of that underground lab, a new force was awakening. A force that would soon challenge the very fabric of time and destiny.

And so, it began—the journey that would lead them to the edge of the future, where sacrifices would be made, and truths long buried would rise to the surface. In the end, only one question remained: When the eclipse of the Chronos fell upon them, who would be left standing in its shadow?