The Monarch of Darkness ( OC female X Sung Jin-Woo)

𝖥𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗒-𝖳𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾: 𝖬𝖺𝗇 𝖮𝖿 𝖬𝗒 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌

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Lee Jiah

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It has been a long while since I had that particular dream after the memorial.

I still do not understand what is going on, but unlike the last time, everything seems to be a little clearer and the visions were longer. The blur faces are now clear, but their voice is still muffled.

The person I am looking through, she not particularly strong when it comes to physical strength, but she is able to take down opponents much stronger than her with her impressive speed and her ability to understand her opponents' weak points.

What I did, noticed three things.

Firstly, she is capable of using offensive spells that are all strong and destructive, but never have I seen her use any defensive spells.

Secondly, she utilized different kinds of potions in her fights that help her people along as damaging her opponents.

Lastly, her ability to heal is just like me. If she uses healing magic, there is a cost to it, and somehow I can feel an immense pain whenever she heals her allies with her magic. Unlike me, there is no indication of health, mana or fatigue bar.

The sight of Ha-ru yelling something to her. I do not know if it is a conscience or just a random dream, but it felt all too real like it is a memory. 

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The scene shifts again, and I witness the Dragon King and the large ominous circular room surrounded by giant stone statues of different classes.

This time I can see the others' faces clearly. A set of twins with the same white hair as mine, but their eye colour reminds me of molten gold. A dark skinned man with blonde hair and brown eyes. A woman with bright red eyes and grey hair. A woman with dark purple hair and blue eyes. A man with brown hair and brown eyes, looking like a samurai. A young woman that was thin with blue hair and neon purple eyes. A woman with ombre hair and hazy eyes. The last one was a Chinese man with black hair and grey eyes.

The same system pops up in front of me. I watch them as they talk and agree before everything went dark again. 

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Thinking that everything is over, and I will just wake up.

I find myself standing in the foyer of a quiet grand hall of a palace. It is a familiar feeling, as if I have been here before.

"Where the hell am I?"

Sensing someone is watching me. I look around, but the place is empty.

"It has been awhile, little one." hearing a familiar voice that sends shivers down my spine.

Looking back to the once empty throne, the dragon king now seated there with a smirk on his face. The first dream, I never notice much since I was so confused but right now, noticing his massive build and beauty, he looks like a Greek god.

'Fuck, the man looks gorgeous.'

"Who the fuck are you?"

He burst into laughter like my question is some kind of joke to him.

"Such a strange dream...." I never had any dream where I can interact with someone so freely.

"I assure you, it isn't a dream." his grin becomes wider like he is very excited.

He suddenly disappears from my line of sight.

Looking around me, but he is not where to be seen.

"What the actual fuck?"

"Tsk, always a foul mouth and always so feisty," Feeling his hot breath on the skin of my neck.

Turning around quickly, but to find no one standing behind me.

Looking around me, feeling alarm at what is going on right now, "Who the hell are you?"

He chuckled, "You won't be able to remember me, but soon you will."

Sensing he is behind me again.

Quickly turning to punch him in the face.

He catches my wrist. Spins me around, twisting my arm painfully behind me and pulling flush against his hard chest. His other hand from the front around my neck, squeezing it and making it hard to breathe.

Feeling his warm breath on my cheek, "I love a challenge, especially when it comes to breaking you. You have so much fight in you every time we meet. I almost had you if it was not for him and your annoying brother." he sounds annoyed and his hand tightens around my neck.

'Brother? I have a brother? Did he mean Ha-ru? I mean, we do look alike, but he cannot be my brother. We do not even know one another at all.' I am feeling so confuse. Questions swirling in my mind.

Feeling his lips trailing down my neck snaps me out of my confuse state. Struggling to get free but it feels like I am trying to break iron with my bare fist. A sharp pain pierce my skin. I scream out in pain, thrashing and trying to break free.

The pain is unbearable. Like my body is on fire but the pressure that is force inside me is like water rushing out from a broken dam. My head starts to throb and the feeling of needles poking my brain.

"How I miss you, princess," his voice echoes in my mind as the pain slowly melts away, and my thoughts starts to get cloudy. I can feel my conscious and inhibition slipping away.

Feeling him grinning as if he knows he still have a hold on me.

"You are mine and only mine...I'll make sure of that" His hand tightens around my throat.

My body starts to go limp from the lack of oxygen.

I could feel someone calling me. Shaking me awake.