TAIWANESE BATTLE OF THE LAND [COMPLETED]

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May 13th 1936 / 3 months and 2 weeks and 4 days later Wednesday

Jihyos POV

My Bedroom

"Hello Park jihyo".

I looked up shocked to see Chaeyoung covered in blood holding a knife.

"Chaeyoung you--".

"Should be in a mental asylum? Because of you jeongyeon is dead. Because of you dahyun left me!", he said.

"No chae i--".

"We joined the war to save you but you yourself were involved with a disgusting Japanese man. Then that Japanese man's best friend is here in Korea making sweet love with my Kim dahyun. My girlfriend!".

"Chaeyoung what did you do...".

"I killed her... I killed my dahyunie... and now it's your turn but I want to make this fun and entertaining", he said laughing.

I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as the reality of the situation sunk in. Dahyun... sweet, gentle Dahyun, taken from this world by the hand of madness. And now, Chaeyoung stood before me, his hands stained with her blood, his eyes filled with a madness that sent a shiver of dread down my spine.

"What do you want from me?", I whispered, my voice barely above a hoarse whisper.

He grinned, the knife glinting in the dim light of the room.

"I want you to suffer, Jihyo. I want you to feel the same pain that you inflicted upon me. You'll do anything for your little girl with that Japanese soldier", he said.

My mind raced as I tried to find a way out of this nightmare, but with Chaeyoung's grip tightening around me, I knew that escape was impossible. I was trapped, at the mercy of a man consumed by his own madness. But then, a glimmer of hope flickered in the darkness. My daughter... my precious Jia. She was out there, somewhere, alone and afraid. I couldn't let her suffer the same fate as Dahyun.

"Please, Chaeyoung", I pleaded, my voice trembling with desperation.

"Let her go. She's just a child... she doesn't deserve to be dragged into this madness."

He laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Oh, don't worry, Jihyo. Your daughter is safe... for now. But if you want to see her again, you'll do exactly as I say".

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest as I braced myself for whatever twisted game Chaeyoung had in store for me. For the sake of my daughter, I would do anything... even if it meant facing the horrors that awaited me in the depths of Chaeyoung's madness.

Sanas POV

Streets

"Sana, do you ever think about... having children with me?", she asked.

I paused, struck by the sincerity and vulnerability in her question. For a moment, the weight of our reality crashed down upon me.

"I well... I want to for sure I do Miyeon", I admitted, my voice quiet as I squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"But... I'm scared you'd get scared of me and run away with the child".

"I understood she still had wounded you. But I'm not her Sana".

"I know but its just something... I'm sorry".

"You don't need to apologise its hard for you", she said.