Heritage
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Last published Fri, Dec 6, 2019
In the calm before the storm of battle Minseok stood frozen, painfully unsure of his destined part in it all; even with the cries of the masses desperate to crown him their forgotten King rallying at his back. If he continued on this path then no longer would he be the mourned, lost Prince, nor the unknowing human, Xiumin, living so blissfully unaware of the true bloodline calling out to him.
He gazed across the blank canvas of fields soon to be irreversibly stained, and sought the enemy line but found only a reflection of his own hesitation. Until he clocked a lone figure braking out of the crowd, his heart surging through the gaps of his ribs with each shuddering breath in recognition, aching to reach out for that beautiful and vibrant man that had once completed his soul. Now all that stared back at him was artificial vacancy and emptiness. Any love inside Jongdae had been forcibly torn out, stolen and locked away, a preparation to turn him back into a void creature of death and war, to become the enemy once more.
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