Hyungie plaything {Jikook} 🔞

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"An angel's out here craving chaos, while the devil's just trying to get five minutes of peace-seriously, is that too much to ask?"

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The room was filled with a flickering red light from the flames, which created long shadows on the walls, the air thick with the scent of burning incense while feathers and ribbons hung from the ceiling gently swaying as if they were alive.

Minjun stood in front of the elder, his heart racing as he struggled to keep calm, deep down knowing a painful truth that he couldn't express. This wasn't just about Sylvorth and the sacrifice.

it was about the chaos that would follow.

"We can't do this, Elder," Minjun said, his voice shaking with a mixture of fear and desperation. "This isn't just dangerous, it's reckless. I can't even begin to predict what will happen, but deep down, I know it won't end well. The men are terrified, and I... I just can't ignore it anymore.

I'm telling you, the consequences will be far worse than anything we've ever had to face before. The forest, the people, everything we hold dear will be at risk. Sylvorth might gain the power he seeks, but the cost... it will be more than we could ever be prepared to pay."

The elder seated like a king, didn't react. His cold eyes locked onto Minjun, as if seeing right through him. "Minjun, you've always obeyed Sylvorth. Why question him now? You know the god demands this. What makes this time different?"

Minjun felt his jaw tighten. He couldn't share the truth, nobody would believe him.

"I'm not afraid of Sylvorth," he said, his voice low but firm. "I'm afraid of what will happen after. If we go through with this, we are inviting a force we cannot control. It's not only about Sylvorth; Jungkook poses a much greater threat.

Sylvorth will come, yes. But once he arrives, Jungkook will take his power, and then... everything will be lost. We'll have nothing left. The forest, the people... everything will be gone. The power will be overwhelming. We won't survive him.

The elder's expression didn't change much, but Minjun sensed a flicker of doubt in his eyes.

Leaning forward, the elder's voice turned sharp. "What are you suggesting? That we stop because of some... man or force? You act like you know what will happen. But do you really believe Jungkook is stronger than Sylvorth? Do you think we can ignore what the god demands?"

Minjun took a deep breath. He knew the elder wouldn't understand or believe him without proof. Still, he couldn't stay silent any longer.

"You don't get it," he said, his voice low but intense. "It's not just about Sylvorth. It's about the chaos that will unfold when he arrives. When the power shifts... Jungkook will overpower Sylvorth, and then there will be nothing left. Just darkness."

The elder's eyes narrowed, his tone growing colder. "I don't care about your fears, Minjun. This sacrifice will happen. Sylvorth will take what is his, and if Jungkook dares to interfere, we will confront him." His voice softened slightly, becoming condescending. "You're too young to grasp the bigger picture. You don't understand the stakes yet, but you will."

Minjun's fists clenched, and his heart raced as he turned away from the elder, feeling the weight of the room closing in on him.

Jimin wasn't going to die.

Jungkook wouldn't allow it.

But when Sylvorth arrived, it would only mark the beginning. Once the god's power was awakened, Jungkook would take everything, and the forest would turn to ashes.