We're all inclined to sin from birth.
Excessive savouring is a sin.
Anything that goes against the commands of an ultimate divinity is considered a sin.
But most importantly,
The wages of sin is death.
That is why I linger like a toxic breeze
Why I'm created to be so sweet,
Sweeter than the fruit Adam and Eve couldn't resist.
Original sin didn't enter the world with them,
Sin started with ME.
You won't resist my touch,
And the sweet nothings I'm capable of making up for an eternity
You'll drown in my dark gaze,
Dance to my moans until you fall down of exhaustion,
Lose your hands from trying to feel every part of my body,
And I'll enjoy the show your puppet-mind set up for me.
In the end, you must repent for your sins.
If you're not careful enough,
Forgiveness won't be an option at all.
Don't fall into my trap,
Unless you want to join my twisted mind in the depths of Hell,
But everyone eventually does.
What's the point in resisting the Sin?
"Okay, listen, I've got one", we turned to Namjoon who claims to have a good ghost story for us. The mood is set with the bonfire and the fact that we're in a village that's known for stupid stories like that anyway. It's not cursed, demons and ghosts don't wander here, it's just that over 90% of the population consists of superstitious and/or overly religious grandparents. I'm sick of hearing the same thing over and over but focused on my friend anyway.
Namjoon is the most rational and mature one, the second he shows signs of fear I have a hard time staying calm too. Taehyung and Jungkook are the youngest and most reckless ones, always sticking together and creating trouble. Next to me are the cowards of our group - Jimin, Hoseok and Seokjin. They're the type to act bravely in front of a girl but chicken out when they actually have to do something. Which is quite often since we do have a girl that hangs out with us, Nari. Everyone has a crush on her, except me, but she's undeniably pretty, responsible and kind to all living creatures.
Our shoulders are close enough to brush against each other but I stopped paying attention to it when Namjoon opened his mouth to speak
"We all know tons of stories and rumours about the Wood. One, in particular, caught my attention ever since... I went there myself", we exchanged surprised looks and let him continue
"Thankfully, I wasn't alone. We decided to see it with our own eyes and later on joke about it like we always do. It was midnight I think, we had a few drinks but you know it's not enough to make me tipsy. We realized that it's not the Wood itself being creepy and stuff but the single old house we've never seen before. Trees' branches formed shadows on its' walls that looked like blood splatters, wind created such eerie sounds, we should have taken it as a sign to leave immediately. The porch itself was creepy enough, we didn't dare to turn the doorknob and enter. But as we were about to... we heard a knock from the inside", he imitated a series of strong knocks on the wood he's sitting on with a long pause between each one. I saw in the corner of my eye Hoseok, Jimin and Jin holding tightly, Jungkook and Taehyung just staring with open mouths. Nari's groping my arm, I leaned forward and examined Namjoon's face in hopes to see a devilish smirk or something to reveal he's about to admit it's all made up. He looked dead serious with his eyes fixed to the bonfire

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Boy Meets D.Evil
Fanfiction"You may be the Devil Herself but I'll drag you through Hell and back" Returning someone back from the dead might be harder than you think. Especially if they're hiding something so dark and evil... MATURE CONTENT - I have no limits, I'm gonna write...