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In a dystopian city, there is a mixture of the empire and the jedi.
Times have evolved and so have they.
The Jedi kind don't want their already falling city to be infested with siths.
What happens when a 'heartless' boy from the dark...
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。Tyranny。
Baekhyun
Im engulfed in an emotion I cannot describe. Something is wrong with me. I've faltered. I've stuttered. I've messed up. I never intended on killing them. Those two boys. I was only going to torture them. But something fuelled me. Seeing Chanyeol strapped to a chair enticed me and it built my anger so much that not even I could control my own force.
I've wrecked my plan. My very motive to succeed. Chanyeol will never trust me. He'll never come to me. I shall never convince him. Unless I scare him. Terrify him into following me. Trick him. Brainwash him.
With that said, I stand from the chair in the meeting room, alarming the generals and commanders around me. This mission is a week away. We're destroying an entire planet. An entire civilisation. His home. It's all he knows. And he'll have no where to run to.
"Baekhyun-ssi. Sit down, we are not done here." Corporal Yoongi demanded, adjusting the oh so precious badge sitting on the black fabric above his breast. He doesn't deserve that. He played a sadistic game to earn his position. Believe me, I'm all for sadistic games, but he's abusing his position, and he's a pathetic corporal at that.
I underline his name in red on my list inside my head, a list of people I'd adore to kill. Nobody here trusts me anymore. And I love it. I came in as an innocent minor, learning about my new skills, my position, the number inked on my arm forcing me to stay here. And they've done just as I'm doing to Chanyeol. They've turned me into a monster. And a monster I'll be.
"Yoongi. I actually have matters to apprise with you, important news on the new trainee we've been watching for oh so long." I say, wanting to see this full faced idiot dead.
"That pink haired boy? You actually got him? Has he agreed? Or did you have to force him?"
"Those matters will be apprised outside, like I said before. I'll be waiting. Yoongi."
I nodded, taking my leave. Sehun looks at me with a peculiar gaze, but smirks as he sees my hand tremble. The very hand where my number was inked. And I was brought into a new way of life. Hades' halls of hell.
I want to make Chanyeol go through the same thing. To be ripped apart, forced into a new life. Stripped of everything I know, forced to forget everything I knew. This is my only life. My only source of entertainment is watching the blood of an enemy drip from my hands. Before it could have been anything. Music, art...... I'll never know.
