Prolouge

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  My life was once beautiful.the now blank canvas was once painted with the finest colours known to mankind.my body, mind, soul and spirit , completely harmonised with each other, with the ribbon of peace to tie them up as the finishing piece. I was at peace with myself. I was thoroughly content my seas were calm. My sky was tamed and blue. The word "peace" was safely tucked within the confinements of my mind. But why was here, hanging from my ceiling, staring ahead lifelessly without a trace of emotion playing through my once glowing eyes. Coldness wrapping around my body, like a blanket trying to provide warmth . Oh what irony. The once standing chair, on the ground, resting after finishing it's last job in finishing me. The figure in the corner of the room slowly standing up, as the dark shadows wrapped themselves around him. His appearance a withered version of myself. His smile not fully meeting his eyes. That's when it happened. The once peaceful me evaporated. The once calm seas raged with anger and fear. My body, my mind, my spirit and my soul engaged in a vicious battle, trying to kill each other off. The once tamed skies, broke the shackles that bound it to being calm. The dark figure stood in front of my now lifeless body. The next words that shot from his mouth and entered my body like mercury based bullets, concealed the deal. It was exactly what had been thinking this hold time.

"Min Yoongi's dead, and I killed him"

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