Outworld Mission

2- The angel

Meanwhile, in a distant world, a couple named Liza and Ken were awoken by the sound of a baby's cry. Liza rushed to the balcony, her heart pounding with excitement. When she saw the baby lying on the balcony, a wave of disbelief washed over her. The child, glowing softly in the moonlight, was unlike any other baby she had ever seen. His beauty was otherworldly, his features perfect, almost angelic. And though he had a small cut on his cheek, it only seemed to add to his mysterious allure.

"Oh my God, Ken!" Liza gasped, tears welling in her eyes. "Look! A baby-our baby! Finally!"

Ken, still half-asleep, squinted in confusion before his eyes widened in shock. "Liza, where did this child come from? We don't know him. What if-"

"Shh! Stop! Don't talk nonsense, Ken!" Liza interrupted, her voice trembling with excitement. "He's a gift! Our gift! Don't you see? God has answered our prayers!"

Ken, though hesitant, saw the light in his wife's eyes and couldn't help but soften. They had been married for five years, longing for a child of their own, but their prayers had gone unanswered-until now. "But, Liza, we don't know where he came from, or-"

"I don't care!" Liza cut him off, her voice firm. "Look at him, Ken. Look at that face! He's perfect. He's ours." She carefully scooped the baby into her arms, the warmth of his tiny body sending a rush of love through her.

The baby blinked up at her, his large eyes bright with innocence. He reached his small hand toward her, and the moment their skin touched, a surge of energy passed between them. It was as if something ancient and powerful had connected them-something neither of them could explain.

Ken sighed, finally relenting. "I don't understand, but... if you want this, Liza, then I'll support you. We'll raise him. He is ours now."

Liza held the baby tighter, a smile of pure joy spreading across her face. "I'll call him Jungkook. He's an angel sent from above."

Ken looked at the baby, a strange sense of peace settling over him. "Jungkook," he repeated softly. "Yes, it suits him."

As Liza rocked the child gently in her arms, a quiet, almost ethereal silence filled the room. Ken, though still cautious, couldn't deny the pull of love he felt for the baby. He was no longer just an infant-they were his parents now, and his destiny had somehow entwined with theirs.

Unbeknownst to them, across the vast distance of Epiphanea, under the glow of the blue moon, a figure stood silently in the shadows, watching through the trees. Seokjin, the Crown Prince of the North, stood on the edge of a distant cliff, his gaze fixed on the couple below.

The faint sound of a baby's cry reached his ears, and his heart clenched. He could feel the pull of fate tugging at him. The bearer, the child of prophecy, was finally in the world. His senses sharpened, and his eyes narrowed as he focused on the baby's tiny form, the mark he had left on his cheek glowing faintly in the moonlight.

Seokjin took a slow, deliberate step forward, his gaze never leaving the baby. He could see it now-Jungkook, the bearer of all five elements, the one who would alter the course of destiny.

The child smiled up at his new parents, and Seokjin felt an overwhelming sense of duty rise within him. His mission was clear: protect Jungkook at all costs, no matter where the path led.

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Back in the Moon Kingdom, Queen Jisoo, weakened but resolute, lay resting in a hidden chamber. Her mind raced with thoughts of the child she had sent away. She knew that the moment Jungkook entered the world, their fates would be sealed. She had done her part to protect him, but she could not do it alone.

Seokjin's mind was not far from her thoughts. She knew he would go after the child, that he would feel the connection. But would he be able to protect Jungkook from the dangers that awaited him? Would Seokjin, the only one who bore the power of both fire and ice, be strong enough to defy fate?

The royal court had whispered for years about the prophecy: the bearer of the five elements would rise and challenge the kingdom's balance. And yet, Seokjin had always trusted his own instincts, believing that love and choice could alter the course of destiny.

As Ji-hyun entered the room, she looked at the Queen with both concern and determination. "Your Majesty," she said softly, "I have faith in Seokjin. He will protect the child, just as he protected you."

Queen Jisoo nodded but couldn't shake the sense of foreboding. The danger was far from over, and their enemies were already moving.

"Seokjin," she whispered, "you are our last hope. Don't let them destroy him."

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Back in the peaceful home of Liza and Ken, Jungkook had finally settled into a deep sleep. The baby's tiny hands were curled peacefully by his face, and a soft, contented smile played on his lips. As Liza watched her son sleep, a quiet warmth filled her heart, but deep down, she could feel the weight of the future pressing down on them.

As the moonlight bathed their home, a shadow flickered in the doorway. Ken turned to see Seokjin standing silently in the corner of the room, his eyes locked on Jungkook.

He was here.

For a moment, time seemed to stop. Seokjin's presence was overwhelming, the power that radiated from him almost tangible. Ken's heart raced, he was froze, the seem came from another world , his scents filling the air.. it was comforting yet the smell of royalty -
"Who are you?" Ken demanded, stepping protectively in front of his now adoted son. "What do you want with our child?"

Seokjin didn't answer right away. He couldn't. The connection he felt to Jungkook was undeniable. He had to be sure, had to see with his own eyes. He stepped closer to the crib where Jungkook slept, his heart pounding in his chest.

When the baby's eyes fluttered open, Seokjin's breath caught in his throat. The moment their eyes met, it was as if the world around them ceased to exist.

Jungkook's tiny hand reached out, as if drawn to Seokjin, his small fingers brushing against the Prince's hand.

A spark of recognition, an ancient bond that neither could explain, passed between them.

Seokjin reached out with his fingers, carefully touching the small cut on the child's cheek. It had been him-the mark he had left as a signal, as a promise to protect.

The baby smiled up at him, and Seokjin's heart clenched. This was no ordinary child. Jungkook was the key to everything.

"Sleep bearer.. I will never leave you"
That was a sweet voice only the baby they named Jungkook was allowed to hear

Ken watched, his fear beginning to scattered into awe. He could feel the power emanating from Seokjin, and he realized, in that moment, that his adopted son was more than they had ever imagined.

"I'm here to protect him" Seokjin finally said, his voice a whisper. "He is not just a child-he is the future of Epiphanea. And I will guard him with my life."

Ken stood still, his mind racing with questions.
But unable to voice it out, his fear freezing him..

Seokjin stood solemnly, stepping back into the shadows. He had to go. The journey ahead was fraught with danger, but he knew that Jungkook's destiny was intertwined with his own. Together, they would face whatever the future held.

And as he vanished into the night, the winds howled with a sense of anticipation. The bearer's journey had only just begun.