![Reborn | San ff [ON HOLD]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/197412848-256-k576189.jpg)
Reborn | San ff [ON HOLD]
- Leituras 120
- Votos 14
- Capítulos 11
Em andamento1h 36m
Última atualização qua, set 11, 2019
"You are the one I've put my faith in. You, out of the millions of people who passed, seem worthy enough to be put to the test."
How I yearned to figure out how to kill the pain striking my mind. My head pulsated with sharp twinges of red.
How did I end up like this? My mind was trying to dig out my memories of what had happened in the past few hours as I drifted in the world of darkness.
How was I supposed to get out? There were no pathways. No indication of a way out. No doors. No windows. Not even the slightest sliver of sun.
Where am I? What's happened to me?
"I shall name you Xenon. You shall be sent into a new world; one that is unlike your own. You'll be welcomed with open arms."
The voice echoed within the gloomy room I was trapped inside, startling me. There wasn't anyone with me. Where was it coming from?
"Your quest is to follow your heart. Follow it passionately in hopes of saving this world; for without you, they will be destroyed."
Follow my heart?
I couldn't even feel it.
After the being spoke their last wishes, I felt myself grow even weaker. The pain in my head only increased as time went on, and I was too weak to resist it's temptation of slumber.
So I fell asleep just as stars began to appear in my solemn room filled with darkness.
Todos os Direitos Reservados
#186
wooyoung
Junte-se a maior comunidade de histórias do mundoTenha recomendações personalizadas, guarde as suas histórias favoritas na sua biblioteca e comente e vote para expandir a sua comunidade.
Talvez você também goste
𝗞𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗞𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸 | Woosan
[COMPLETED] Knock Knock Knock "W-Who's there?" I called out. I tried looking out my window but it was closed so I couldn't. I walked up slowly to the door. I unlocked the door and opened it slowly, trembling. "Oh my god!" I gasped. He stood there as he had blood splattered all over him, some drops falling to the floor. He smiled lightly and looked at me. "Help me?"Concluída
Trouble ||Woosan||
A break in. San didn't care. He never did. Money flowed, his empire grew, and that was enough. Or so he told himself. That was until he found a A boy-no, a young man-curled on the Persian rug by the fireplace, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Blood streaked his face, matting his dark hair and smearing across his cheekbones. His hands, clutching his knees, were stained red, and a deep gash on his leg oozed onto the rug, the fabric soaking up the crimson The boy was trouble, San knew that much, and trouble always brought chaos. Woosan storyConcluída
Between the Sea and the Sky || ATEEZ!PIRATE AU
Stories of Captain Hongjoong and his crew of misfits have been circling the Aithelon kingdom for years - stories of violence, mischief, thievery, destruction - inciting fear, or sometimes curiosity, within the citizens. Twenty-four year old Ari Rothchester is part of the latter group, intrigued by the adventures Hongjoong and his crew embark on, wishing wholeheartedly she had that kind of freedom. Instead, she is betrothed to an older man as the final act of her parents hiding her very existence. But when her soon-to-be husband sets his sights on her younger sister, Evelyn, Ari unleashes magic she has kept hidden most of her life. Now deemed a dangerous enemy to the crown, Ari escapes the confines of the castle walls and runs directly into the notorious pirate captain's path. Quickly, Ari will learn if she was right to be intrigued by this band of pirates or if she should have learned to fear them instead. TWs: Violence - including blood, gore, assault, decapitation, torture. Attempted SA - the scene is brief and vaguely detailed. Child Neglect/Abuse - including physical, mental, and emotional. PTSD Brief moments of fatphobia ***Credit to Tilly xoxo (@mathildascarlett) on TikTok for the amazing character descriptions of the 8 members and for allowing writers to add on to her creative genius***Concluída
Lost ||Yungi||
Part 1/2 Of "Lost and Found" "I'm Yunho. Jeong Yunho. What's your name?" The boy tried to think, his mind a fog of pain and emptiness. A name, a place, a memory-anything. But there was nothing, just a void where his life should have been. He shook his head, his eyes filling with tears as the weight of his own ignorance crushed him. Yunho's face fell, his brows knitting together. "You don't know? That's... okay, that's okay." He reached out, his warm fingers wrapping gently around the boy's cold, trembling hand. "We'll figure it out. How about... Mingi? Does that sound good? I think it suits you." The boy-Mingi, now-tried to repeat it. "M-M..." His voice cracked, a hoarse whisper that dissolved into another wheeze. He coughed, pain flaring in his chest, and Yunho's grip tightened, steadying him. "Hey, don't push it," Yunho said, his thumb brushing soothing circles over Mingi's knuckles. "Mingi's a good name. You can borrow it for now, yeah? Until we figure out the rest."Concluída
Ateez Imagines
Welcome to a world of music and magic, where the boundless charisma of Ateez meets your wildest dreams. Dive into a vibrant collection of imagines, oneshots, and reactions set in the dazzling universe of Ateez. Join these captivating idols on unexpected adventures, heartwarming interactions, and exhilarating escapades that dance across the pages. Whether you're backstage at a sold-out concert or sharing quiet, intimate moments with your bias, each story is designed to ignite your imagination and stir your heart. Disclaimer: All rights to the members of Ateez belong to KQ Entertainment. The stories within this book are original works by @emerald_elysian meant purely for entertainment purposes. Please respect the author's rights by not reposting or translating this work without permission. If you come across this collection outside of Tumblr or Wattpad, kindly notify me. Enjoy your journey with Ateez!Concluída
Blue Bird ||Woosan||
"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan storyConcluída
||DRAGONFLY|| Woosan
"What's on your mind, Dragonfly?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. Wooyoung felt his heart race, the warmth of the alcohol mixing with the warmth of San's presence. "Just... thinking about how lucky we are to have each other," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. San's expression softened, and for a moment, the teasing facade faded. "Yeah, we are lucky. No matter what happens tomorrow, we'll face it together." A Woosan story (Fairies and Fae)Concluída
Found ||Woosan||
Part 2/2 of "Lost and Found" San had always been told to be kind. "The world won't give you kindness, baby," his mother used to whisper, her frail hands cupping his seven-year-old face, her eyes bright with a love that felt like sunlight. "That comes from humanity. From you. Be loyal. Care for others. Even when it hurts." She would smile then, brushing his dark hair from his forehead, her fingers trembling slightly from the sickness eating her away. San believed her. He believed every word. She died when he was eight. Suicide. He found her in the bathtub, wrists open like red butterflies, the water pink and still. "Mama?" he'd whispered, his small hand reaching for her cold one. She didn't answer. The neighbors found him hours later, curled beside the tub, humming the lullaby she'd sung him every night. "Be kind, San-ah," he'd murmur to himself, rocking back and forth. "Be kind."Concluída
[COMPLETED] Knock Knock Knock "W-Who's there?" I called out. I tried looking out my window but it was closed so I couldn't. I walked up slowly to the door. I unlocked the door and opened it slowly, trembling. "Oh my god!" I gasped. He stood there as he had blood splattered all over him, some drops falling to the floor. He smiled lightly and looked at me. "Help me?"
Mais detalhesDiretrizes de Conteúdo