The Seventh Throne°•Book 1✔

CHAP18-"Once upon a Reaper"

(Suga's Pov)

We passed through the door and witnessed nothing but darkness. It's like a dead end, but a really dark one.

"Everyone stick to each other" Jungkook said grabbing Harin's hand. No one could see what's going around them. But you must be thinking how I came to know.

'Well me and Taehyung are born with the ability to see through the dark'

We have night vision that helps our eyes to search through dark. In Taehyung's situation it's to hunt down his prey during night. But in my case it's to hunt down spirits at night. Makes sense right.

We both gathered everyone to each other and held one another's hands. Mine was locked with Jin and Hoseok's.

"It's okay guys, just stay calm"

"Suga hyung are you the one saying this, oh man I thought you went asleep" The youngest, Jungkook said giggling from behind.

"Shut up"

"I was only kidding-"

"No seriously all of you keep it low" I warned everyone when I felt a figure ride at our direction in his boat with a lampturn in his hands. His face was covered with a hood, and slowly the light from his lampturn shone the layer, making everyone's attention divert to the tall figure.

"Money" he whispered with his raspy voice, showing his long fingered hands at us.

Only then I realised why it's familiar to me, why he and the layer is familiar to me.

'This is the way to the underworld'

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(Past)

Sixteen, I was only sixteen when I died.

'Yes I died, I was once a human'

Raised from childhood as a slave to a filthy old factory owner, I never knew my identity, never knew who my parents were.

I obviously couldn't have fallen from the sky, and that was one thing that kept me going. I wanted a family too. I wanted to thrive for a mother's warmth and a fathers love.

It all began when that old beast bet me hard for not doing my job correctly, when I didn't even make a single mistake, he takes me for a criminal.

He once told me I stole his wife's necklace. I was raging out of anger for he made me his victim. And I was sure a restless young blood.

Late that night I sneaked into his room and found him making a deal with someone, with that same necklace in his hands.

'It was his game all along'

I stomped into his room, asking for answers.

He looked quite calm and tried to convince me by taking small steps towards me as I moved back at each move. Little did I know it was going to be my last encounter as a human to this world.

He pushed me out of his window; the strong wind harshly carried my body at the will of gravity and banged my head on the ground. My head twisted to my side, with my breathing slowing down to hiccups.

I felt my neck wet with blood that slowly spread to my shirt. I didn't want to close my eyes. I was willing to fight back.

"I'm no-t afraid of y-you...ah h-ahhh" I wanted to strongly complete my sentence even if my body was yelling in pain. "Of-yo-you Death-arghhh"