He finally learns why they say it's blind. It'll take failing more than once for Jungkook, Joon, and friends to see the importance of love, friendship and sacrifice--and to defeat Death before it defeats them.
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All-BTS Fantasy AU
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Sequel to Take...
It was black inside of his unit's hot, smelly tent. He could hear the slow, uneven breathing of six other sleeping men tucked into the bunks and hammocks that were crowded around him in the night.
He could also feel something besides corn chip smell and sweat pressing into him through the darkness.
Get up. We want to talk to you, Jeon Jungkook.
That feeling.
That presence.
It was becoming too familiar, he thought to himself, as he pushed himself angrily out of bed.
He was getting tired of this unwanted presence following him around ever since he'd gotten to Camp Cheonghae.
Ever since their ship had breached the atmosphere in shaky rhythm.
Jungkook pulled a jacket off of the floor and slid into it before stumbling his way out of the front flap of the tent. The thick jungle heat swelled around him, but he still felt a touch of chill in his skin.
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Jungkook's feet padded along through the rows of tents, quiet and earnest. He had gotten his feel for the campgrounds well enough and knew exactly where he was heading. His eyes adjusted to the moonlit night as he walked. He made it past the last row of tents at the edge of the campgrounds and he could see an ominous jungle treeline, like big cat teeth rising from the earth and falling from the tropical palm treetops, waiting to snap.
He walked on for a while in silence right into that dark treeline. Palm branches rustled. Jeon Jungkook walked until he felt the presence that had crept over him settle—as if he had permission to stop.
"Alright. I'm here." His quiet murmuring felt like a screech to his ears. "Let's talk."
He couldn't see the presence... but he could feel a dark joy about it as the words echoed within him quietly, It's not often we get to meet someone touched with Eternity. It is our great pleasure.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Jungkook's voice was acidic now. Something in the voices felt... threatening.
His eyes were wide and glassy like he'd become a night beast who could see clearly in the dark.
We used to rule this region of the galaxies. Once a great House, we have been left without a lineage. We want to make you an offer, Jeon Jungkook, to help us remedy our plight.
Left without a lineage?
Jungkook's mind was clicking together, piecing puzzles of personal experience and historical knowledge into place.
Then he gasped out loud, for he realized exactly what dark spirits were addressing him now.
