Glitch King

Who is it?

Yoongi

Why are mornings necessary? Can't we just wake up somewhere closer to noon. Waking up just as the sun peeks over my balcony is annoying. The man literally looks at me with only his nose visible each morning.

"Hoseok, have you nothing better to do?" I grumbled covering my eyes from his brightness.

"I'd say no... but we both know that's not true. I'm a very important god. If not for me, you'd be in total darkness."

I could practically feel his megawatt smile burning through my blankets. Slowly I sat up on my elbows, leaning my head to the side.

"That's not true. There is the moon and the stars."

Hoseok scoffed, folding his arms across his chest.

"I bring happy vibes though."

"To who?" I shot back.

He mumbled something under his breath and I chuckled. These gods acted like toddlers sometimes.
The way they played with humans as if they were dolls. How they toyed with our emotions with no remorse.

I quirked an eyebrow with a smirk.

"You are quite cold these days."

"I wonder why."

"Look, Yoongi. There are things even gods can't control." Hoseok whined, gripping the edge of my bed.

"No, it seems you only control punishing people for your mistakes."

"That's not true! That's the Fates! Not just that, I have a punishment right now and it is unbearable." Hoseok sighed. His head sagged with the full weight of the emotions that troubled him. I almost felt sorry for him. What punishment could they possibly have given him?

"Sure... If you excuse me, I'm needed in the war room."

I got up from the bed, stretching loudly. Picking up my attire for today. A simple set of village robes to disguise myself from prying eyes. I didn't wait to see if the god left. Hoseok either followed me around like a lost puppy or he would vanish into the rays to who knows where.

In the war room a lantern sat burning, casting an eerie glow across the map scrawled out on the table. Kira was hunched over it, her fingers tracing the way lines.

"Good morning." She murmured without looking up from the map. I grunted in response, moving to get a better view of what she was looking at.

"It is said the entrance of hell rests between these way lines."

I looked down at where her finger pointed. Along the way lines were mountain ridges with a deep ravine that ran near the bottom. It was like a gaping mouth begging for lost souls.

"Are you sure about this?"

"More than anything."

It had been several days since Taehyung and Jungkook appeared in my chambers. Many hours I found myself pouring through old scrolls to find a way into hell to get to the dreadful Fates' layer. I even took on some martial arts training with Ages. Although, I'm pretty sure the man just wanted to throw some punches without any consequences. I can't be sure.