The Immortal's Trials - Book 1: Finding Love

Trial 2: Prologue

May 27th, 2017

She was sitting in her bedroom moping, it had been two weeks since the 'occurrence' and she had made little to no contact with anyone. She hadn't bothered to go out, canceling anything that had to do with facing the world. Minho had all but spammed her dumb shit.

Minho: baby i'm sorry i miss u i'm so sorry please forgive meee

Yuna: fuck off

Minho: bitch u wont be able to forget me

Yuna: how can i when everytime i go outside i see thing that remind me of u

Minho: like what ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yuna: garbage, fires, dog shit, vomit. the list goes on.

Minho: rude whore

Yuna: man slut

Minho: bitch.

Yuna: u are what you eat, thats y ur a dick.

Minho: all u eat is dick

Yuna: bye bitch ( ͡°⊖ ͡°)

Minho: fuck u

Yuna: u lost that privilege (͡o‿O͡)

In short, she was fed up with the world. She was dead inside and currently nothing could fix it, except for a certain someone. Her god. He was Yuna's epitome, and she was his loyal follower. That was about the end of that.

Although, he was getting irritated with her, as all she did was lay around she wallow in self pity and depression. He had enough.

*

She heard a deep voice from her hallway followed by footsteps. Yuna was startled. Who would want to be in her house and what was the reason?

The footsteps approached with increasing speed. She was scared shitless. She snapped out of her stupor, and grabbed the nearest dangerous object... it was the dagger she kept for when she did her summonings. As threateningly as she could, Yuna yelled out "Who's there?"

She continued towards the door closing her eyes tightly not wanting to know what was in for her yet. Opening the door, she could sense the presence of someone roughly a meter away from her. She approached the presence and slashed around wildly with her dagger.

Yuna felt a large hand grab her wrist and wrench the dagger out of her grasp. She was backed against the wall by a tall, muscular body. A second hand came to her face pushing up her left eyelid but she refused to open her eyes. There was a breath of warm air next to her ear, it was a mere whisper but it was powerful. It said "Now now darling, I wouldn't test my patience if I were you, open your eyes and make sure to do so quickly. My time here is ticking away." (A/N: Lowkey read that as tickling lmao)

She opened her eyes, deciding not to test the powerful voice. It was her god. Her cheeks turned a shade that was equal to that of a sinner confessing their sins. The realization of what had just happened came to her like a wave. Yuna was shook out of her surprise by a pair of warm arms manhandling her. He carried her into her room and tossed her onto the floor, not caring if she was hurt, but yet still flinching slightly. He sat next to her and began going off about her just laying around.

In midst of the conversation, her phone rang. It was Hoseok.

"Hey, what about that meet up we planned for my place later today?" A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone. "I haven't seen you since high school!" he chirped.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"Oh yeahh, I remember. So I'll come by your place around 12?"

"Yeah! I'd love to introduce you to the others!"

"Others?" Yuna thought.

"Oops, gotta go! See you in an hour! Byeee!"

The phone call ended. Her god smiled, and patted her back. "Well, good luck with your rehabilitation," he said. "Oh, and, you should change your name and appearance. Don't want Minho finding you and realizing who you are."

A poof of smoke appeared in the room, and he was gone. This is where trial two began.