HELL OR HEAVEN || Yoonminseok || ✔️

XVII

Jimin was gone.

He was gone.

He was gone.

He was gone.

He was gone.

He was gone.

He wasn't gone?

Yoongi stood in front of Jimin with the sword in hand. It burned oh so badly.

Yoongis hand began to turn an ugly shade of red as his skin slowly peeled from the surface.

Jimin wriggled in any way that he possibly could to get free from the cross.

Hoseok watched in disbelief quietly passing by the cloaked angles.

God grinned as he pushed down the blade deeper into Yoongis skin.

Yoongi shuffled to keep his balance, forcefully pushing at the object.

The sword flew back and into the ground.

"How dare such a vermin like you set foot in my house." God spat, eyes darting towards the blade.

Yoongi sped towards the blade engulfing the grip between his fingers. God froze in fear.

He knew how much power that blade had.

Enough to bring an end to the entire world.

Enough to collect every soul in the universe.

Enough to end him.

Yoongi pointed the weapon towards god with a small smirk, "let Jimin go."

God raised both hands snapping his fingers, and with that the angels removed Jimin from the cross.

Hoseok crouched behind a grey statue. Knees shaking from both fear and excitement.

Jimin rubbed at his sore wrists while wiping at his fresh tears.

Hoseok jumped from behind the statue to engulf Jimin in a hug. God only watched in disgust.

Yoongi smiled then sighed, "ya know I can put an end to you right now."

God looked up from where he sat on his knees. "I still have a realm to keep from sins!"

Yoongi played with the blade, "I guess that's true but guess what it's too late."

God looked towards Jimin who had been covered in scars and bruises.

Yoongi was right, God did commit a sin.

Putting someone else in danger physically, especially one of his own angels.

He hated himself for that.

God clenched his fists, "Do it then."

Yoongi stared coldly at the elder, glancing at Hoseok and Jimin.

Jimin shook his head, he knew exactly what Yoongi was gonna do.

Hoseok rubbed his nose looking at Yoongi sternly, though the younger had no clue what was going on he loved Yoongi.

He didn't want anything bad to happen to him.

Yoongi dropped the blade soaking it in demon blood.

The blood burned through the crisp iron leaving the blade in black dust.

God looked up in shock, "Why didn't you-"

"Oh I will."

Yoongi picked up the dusty ashes tossing them towards God. The dust burnt at his skin, indenting him with fiery flames. His skin turned a crimson red while he disappeared into nothingness.