Part one of The Revelations Chronicles
Dark and mysterious, Min Yoongi is an enigma. Bad news, in other words. Exactly the kind of preternatural being that Brianna Smith knows she should steer clear of. She doesn't need to be a Seer to know that.
Bu...
"What is your name?" Seokjin asks the exquisitely dressed man before him.
"Taehyung, " the man replies, disinterest coloring his tone.
"And what makes you think we'd be able to help each other?" The Ifrit questions skeptically.
"Did I mention anything about helping you?"
Taehyung turns sharply, finally facing Seokjin head on. The look of absolute apathy on the former's face causes the latter to scowl angrily. The Ifrit can't even tell if this guy is an immortal, though his intuition tells him that the man certainly isn't mortal. The complete lack of any aura is confusing, especially given the way this Taehyung carries himself.
His features are stunning, perfect, even. As if his face were sculpted by a master's hand. And his eyes are so cold, so very devoid of warmth, that he almost looks like a soulless doll. If not for the measured way that he moves, and the deep baritone of his voice, Seokjin could almost believe it.
"You can leave, " Seokjin growls.
Everything about this guy just rubs him the wrong way, and his attitude is absolutely abysmal. The weird factor in this encounter doesn't exactly help, for sure, but more than anything else Seokjin is simply incensed by the man's rude behaviour.
But, rather than do as told, the newcomer chuckles.
"You can kick me out, " he replies smirking. "Or, at least, you can certainly try."
Dumbfounded, Seokjin's face begins to turn red.
At first, he reaches out to grab the man, fully intending to physically throw him out the door. However, hand in his pocket and casually posed, the edges of Taehyung's form shimmers for all of a second and then he shifts.
Seokjin stumbles forward in disbelief. He can't quite believe his eyes. The guy didn't teleport, not exactly, but he did shift ever so fractionally. It was just enough to place himself out of Seokjin's grasp really, and all without even lifting a single finger.
"Are you quite done?"
Taehyung fixes the Ifrit with a rather bored expression, eyebrow lifted as if prompting him to hurry up and answer.
"That's it!" Seokjin cries furiously. "Don't blame me for being rough!"
The genie forms an arcane symbol with his fingers, and extends his hands outward, magic flaring from within. He then releases a wave of pure energy towards the mysterious intruder, one that nearly shakes the very ground. It sweeps across the room with deadly intent, sending everything that it comes in contact with flying. Everything, that is, except for Taehyung.
The man just stands there, smugly smirking, and not in the least phased by the genie's awesome display.
"And what was that supposed to do?"
"What are you?" Seokjin exclaims, surprised.
"Someone who can help, " Taehyung reiterates, completely nonchalant.
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