Devil's Creation (TXT, Choi Yeonjun FF)

Devil's Creation (TXT, Choi Yeonjun FF)

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"He created him to kill but he saved." "He trapped him and he created something worse." ----------------------------- *This is my original work! I created the story to this fanfic but do not own any videos or pictures. If you want to use my work in any way contact me!* This is all Fictional and nothing in this story is based on real events.
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"hold on!" the whisper echos in the dark void. Soobin couldn't move. not a single bone in his body had listened to his mind's commands. "hyung..." he wants to call fearfully. but he lost his voice. clawing at his throat, the hands that block thr air from his lungs tighten with determination. his eyes slowly lose their focus, filling with desperate tears. "I'll save you"... he thinks. in the distance, engulfed by the dark fog, seats his only ray of light. them. laughing. talking. like everything's fine, like he's not dying in front of them "I'll save you" the same three words, repeating themselves over and over again. suddenly, the deafening silence halts, the same screeching whisper takes its place. "who..." it asks, and Soobin feels terror seeping through his body. he looks at the dark figure that seems to have claimed ownership on him. dark eyes into his soul, yet, he's afraid to look away. it gets closer, the black, foggy presence, pressing on his chest with what feels like 100 times his weight. "...will save you?..." ...............

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