"The Second Ruler" {Completed} (Yoon-Min)

•°35°•

The battlefield was a scene of utter chaos, but amidst the clamor, Taehyung stood out, a figure consumed by rage and pain.

His eyes, once filled with warmth, now burned red with fury and betrayal.

Each swing of his sword was driven by the torment in his heart, and Aldric, bore the brunt of his wrath.

Blood oozed from Aldric's numerous wounds as he lay on the ground, defeated and broken.

Taehyung's knuckles were white around the hilt of his sword, his own arms and cheeks bleeding from Aldric's desperate counterattacks.

His mind was a whirlwind of questions and doubts.

Was every moment of love Seokjin had shown them a lie?

The way Seokjin had filled the void left by his mother, was it all a facade?

Had Seokjin's tenderness, respect, and admiration been nothing but a disguise?

The thought that he had given Seokjin the place of a mother, only to be betrayed, gnawed at Taehyung's soul.

How could he have been so blind, so foolish?

His gaze shifted to his father, who was locked in a fierce struggle with Seokjin.

Namjoon, despite his strength and skill, seemed to be struggling against the man he once loved.

Taehyung's steps were heavy as he moved closer, each one filled with the weight of his unanswered questions.

His eyes grew darker with each step, the need for answers burning within him.

Only Seokjin could provide the truth he sought, but would it be enough to heal the wounds of betrayal?

Seokjin prepared to strike Namjoon, his movements precise and deadly.

But before he could land the blow, Taehyung's sword intercepted his attack, the force of the block causing Seokjin to stumble back.

Namjoon exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, relief mingling with the tension in his chest.

Around them, the battlefield seemed to pause. Namjoon, Jungkook, Jimin, Lisa, Woo-shik, Seo-joon, and Hyung-sik all held their breath, their eyes fixed on the unfolding confrontation.

Since Seokjin had entered the Empire of Goryeo, Taehyung had never raised his sword against him.

To him, even the thought of combat against his Appa was a sign of deep disrespect.

But today, seeing him attack Seokjin with such fierceness left them all in stunned silence.

Taehyung's eyes were dark with rage and pain, his grip on his sword tight.

"Was everything a lie? Did you ever truly care for us, or was it all just a game to you?" he growled, his voice trembling with emotion.

Seokjin's eyes flickered with a mix of emotions—anger, sorrow, and something else, something deeper.

He steadied himself, his gaze meeting Taehyung's. "Taehyung, you don't understand—"

"Then make me understand!"

Taehyung shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "Explain to me why you betrayed us, why you turned your back on everything we believed in!"

The tension between them was palpable, a silent testament to the love and betrayal that had brought them to this point.

This was more than just a battle; it was a reckoning, a moment of truth that would shape the future of their kingdoms.

Seokjin stood there, unable to form any words, his silence only fueling Taehyung's rage.