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The man just laid in his bed, staring at the roof. What did he do wrong? He couldn't help but wonder, the words Daeyoung had said to him repeating in his head over and over again.
What did he do? Last thing he remembered, Daeyoung had sent HIM the breakup letter. Why was he acting like the damn victim? Maybe it was a hoax, a lie to get Riku to feel bad for what they were doing.
Why was he the one in the wrong? Daeyoung kissed him first! He could've done anything, slap him back into reality, maybe freeze him who knows, but he chose kissing. So in the end, how was that Riku's fault?
Hell, hell was definitely not as complicated as the emotions of an ice person. God, Riku was getting tired of that. Daeyoung was his, he has been his since the beginning of time.
Maybe it wasn't for the best that he thought that way, as the world around him turned black. He knew this all too well, the pain in his chest starting once again. He looked around, hoping to find it that was calling out to him.
He turned around, and there it was. He was alone now, he was in his bed, in his room, there was nothing to be scared of now.
"What do you want?" He asked, not amused.
The figure smiled at him, amused at Riku's sudden confidence.
"You remember me, right" it said, its voice a nasty tone that could only be described as devilish.
"Why are you still here? You were supposed to be dead! I killed you!" Riku said, getting angry at the figure. It suddenly disappeared for a second, only to reappear in front of him. Making back up from the closeness.
"No actually, we both died in hell, they tried to revive me through you, but instead I'm stuck as a constant voice in your head" he said, Riku's skin developing goosebumps with the evil sadistic tone coming from the figure.
"If you let me take over, I can give you anything you want. I can make you stronger, you'll have infinite power, you'll be king of the world, and everyone who looked down on you will perish for all eternity" it explained, making Riku shake his head as he looked at the thing with fear. That's not what he wants, that's not what he wants at all.
"Yeah well good luck, that's not that I want" he said, faking confidence in his tone so that he wouldn't sound as scared as he was. The figure smirked at him before snapping its finger, suddenly the environment changed.
No longer were they in the dark abyss, they seemed to be in Riku's parents palace. The palace in the fire kingdom, but something was different.
He looked down at his attire, he was wearing his father's clothing. The silks and fabrics on the first in line to the throne, or the king, got to wear.
