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...
Brianna floats endlessly through the void, seeing, and yet unseeing at the same time. Before her eyes, there is physically nothing. Even were she to open her eyes, she is certain nothing would be there. But within her mind? That is an entirely different story.
Visions of a life that feels alien to her play before her hapless eyes, tempting her, mocking her even. She remembers so many things, all at once, that it is a struggle to maintain it all. But no matter how much she remembers, there is still that one name that eludes her.
She can picture him clearly, in her mind's eye. Lanky and brooding, with a scowl that could frighten stone. Eyes like a cat's, intelligent and slanted. Hair like silk, dark and dashing. He is her lover, of that much she is certain.
What is it about this place that strips memories from one's very mind? Or is it the Gods themselves that have robbed her of something so dear? Alarmed, Brianna realizes that she doesn't even remember why she is here.
"Don't think too much about it, " a deceptively soothing voice croons. "Just quiet your mind, and forget it all. All the pain, all the struggling. This confusion can end, just as soon as you surrender..."
Pain? Struggling?
What in the world is this creature talking about? Brianna certainly doesn't remember any pain. In her mind's eye she sees only smiles and laughter, nights spent cocooned in a warm embrace.
Whatever the creature is that spoke, it hides from her view. Just like before, an endless black void stretches before her, and she suddenly finds herself curious about the fact that she is not as alone as she initially believed.
"Just let it all go, " the creature urges, "let it all go and drift away into sweet nothingness."
But why doesn't she want to?
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"It's been nearly a week!" Seokjin snarls.
He's tried to be patient. Tried to hold back. For Hoseok's sake as much as for the reaper's. He's tried telling himself that Brianna wouldn't want him to blame the reaper. She'd want him to be supportive, want him to stand in as a friend in place of her to Yoongi: who has none.
"I won't let you bury her!" Yoongi roars in return.
She's going to come back. It might seem to everyone else that he has gone insane, and he really couldn't give a single shit. They're wrong. He's as clear-headed as ever. More so, even. After gaining his freedom from the Antediluvians, Yoongi has gained an awful lot of perspective. Perspective that he would have expected the Ifrit to share, considering that the genie has been around since before the reign of the cruel and heartless Antediluvians.
Nevertheless, is with complete and crystal-clear headed logic that Yoongi believes in Brianna's return.
He'd broken free of their leash, hadn't he? They'd held his immortal soul too, and in the palm of their revolting hands no less. It was his feelings for Brianna, and hers for him, that had saved him, given him the strength to snap their shackles and make his soul his own. She trusted in him, loved him despite the lack of reciprocation. Understood him, and even saw the shattered man behind the mask of indifference.
