The Lone Wolf -Jangkku-(Webtoon Rewritten)

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The world disappeared, and Sunghoon was back in the darkness. "Why was Niki like that? Why did he say he hates me? What even is all this?" And before long, he drifted into another scene. The cloaked figure was present again, now in a room which looked like a party. Bright and luminous lights of purple, pink, red and green were lighting up the room. Loads of people were talking, drinking and gossiping, from both genders and probably in their twenties. Sunghoon looked around confused, trying to figure out what is going on. The cloaked man who was talking to some people was now approaching a room. Upon entering it, Sunghoon was met with Jake who was sitting on a couch looked at the cloaked man, a drunken smile decorating his lips. "Hey Sol! Good to see ya! So how are you now?" 'Sol? So this man is named Sol?' Sunghoon thought as he glanced at the cloaked guy who is now sitting on the same couch. "Am fine. Wanna drink?" He said, taking a glass and pouring a glass to himself and then filling the glass Jake has given. And making Sunghoon question his eyesight, he saw a bit of powder being added to Jake's glass by the man. They clinked their glasses before drinking the reddish wine. 'Sol' then stood up and kept his hand on Jake's shoulder. "Thanks Jake, you really are my best friend, and nobody else can ever replace you." He said before retracting his hand and keeping his cup on the coffee table below. "I know, i know, but why are you saying this? Are you committing suicide or something?" Jake looked at him, a hint of concern laced in his eyes. "No, it's the other way." The figure walked away, leaving a confused and a bit drunk Jake in the room. Just when Sunghoon looked towards the door to follow the figure, the sound of a glass breaking was heard. He looked back to see the glass lying on the ground, broken, it's pieces shattered and mixed with the bloody wine, like the miserable fate of the one who's world is shaded with hatred and anger.

The world darkened and another room appeared infront of Sunghoon. 'Sol' was now sitting on a chair staring outside a window, a cigarette placed in between his lips and his face still covered with a hood. His aura was so dark it was almost visible to the naked eye. It was spreading across the room, freezing the atmosphere along with the smoke coming out of his cigarette. The door opened with a loud bang, and a disheveled Jay entered the room while panting. 'Sol' continued to stare outside the window, unfazed by the chaotic entrance. "Sol, I know you did something." Jay yelled furiously at the back of the the man, his eyes burning with the fury. Sol chuckled and stood up to look at Jay, though Sunghoon noticed how the chuckle was pained. "I knew you'd figure out, Jay-ah." He said with a smile. "Why would you do that? He was your soulmate! He never did anything wrong to you." "That was exactly the point, Jay. I saved him from the suffering, and gave him a quick and easy death." Jay looked at him, the fury mixing with the pain in his heart. "But why did you do that?" Sol looked at him, a sad smile etching across his face. "I have something to gain, something that you made me lose. All I'm doing now, are the things I should do to bring her back. And I'm prepared now to take the next step." With that, a dagger was pulled out from his coat, and in a second, it was inside Jay's heart. Blood oozed out of Jay's heart, and Jay gasped for air as he fell onto the floor with a thud. Sunghoon gasped in shock, his breathing quickened at the sight of his friend. Jay opened his mouth weakly before gasping few words out. "She... would not... have liked... this... Your belief... is a... lie..." And with that, he stopped moving, a tear escaping his eye. Sol who seemed to have stiffened at his words, now loosened his shoulders before getting onto his knees. With his free hand, he closed Jay's open eyes and wiped away the tear. And with a heavy sigh, he stood up and looked at the body that was starting to burn. "I'm sorry, Jay. But I won't listen to you, this once." He turned around and reached out to get a handkerchief lying on a cabinet. Sol slowly wiped the blood away from the dagger with it before putting the dagger back into his coat. The handkerchief in his hand then caught fire and slowly burned into ashes before falling onto the floor.