The room that only belongs to the darkness...... Far from any sound.......... Even the whisper of the wind was absent...........

There was a peculiar kind of desolation here.. An atmosphere devoid of feelings... Yet one that held a thousand of secrets within it's wall....

Suddenly through the silence, came the sound of faint footsteps, it was a stillness as deep as a grave........ Yet the sounds of those footsteps tore through it..... Making the air even more terrifying.......

Then the door open with a creak... That sounded like a scream. A shadow emerged, moving through the dark and silence....

For a moment ; everything stop again... Nothing exited but the silence and dark....... Swallowing everything.........

Suddenly the light flickered On...........

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Books were everywhere....great, towering, shelves, covered in layers of dust......

Books lay.. Scattered across the floor......

And cracks ran through the cold floor

On every wall hung portraits of such people who looked so real.....it was As if, they were alive.......

They possessed a certain grandeur....... A royalty dripping from every spots on the portrait......

The person eyes landed on one portrait..

In portrait... The man eyes were calm.... Brimming with the secrets...... Face looks so majestic..... Perfect form of royalty....looking like a angel.....

. The person breath hitches.......... He felt a connection to the person in the portrait.......

His eyes moved towards the second portrait

A man... His eyes filled with madness.....but his hatred was even stronger even through the portrait... He wore armor upon his body....... And his eyes were as red as fresh blood......... Looking at his face , just a single word escaped from the person lips

Monster!!

The word was uttered as if giving a soul something it had been craved for a century......... But it didn't end here........

A third portrait

Looking at the portrait the person breath hitched

The person in the portrait was looking similar to the person in the second portrait but different at the same time..... Bcz the expression on the person face was beyond imagination as compared to the second portrait......

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He wore a smile that seemed to contain everything: a sense of trust, a longing, a profound peace. His eyes sparkled with tranquility and mischief. His face was as innocent as an angel's.

He looked exactly like the man in the second portrait, yet his essence was so different. Why?

​For a moment, the man standing in the room felt his breath hitch. It felt as if someone were pulling the air right out of his lungs. A shiver raced through his body. The room was in ruins, broken and decaying, yet those three portraits remained perfect and clean, as if they were untouchable.

Still, the man felt a sense of desolation and grief surrounding him. Dust, dirt, and cobwebs were everywhere.

​Suddenly, a voice rang out:

" alpha don't do it!"

​A wave of terror crashed over him. He had never heard this voice before, but his eyes widened in shock. The voice felt hauntingly familiar, as if he knew it intimately.

He looked at the third portrait—the laughing face. A sharp pain pierced his heart. He didn't understand what any of this meant.

​The voice came again: "Hyungie, catch me!"

​Tears welled up in the man's eyes. He didn't even realize he was crying until he touched his own eyes to confirm the moisture. Then, another voice arrived:

"omega , don't bother alpha ."

​The man stood up abruptly. He couldn't take it anymore. If he stayed in this room any longer, those voices would consume him, or his veins would burst from the pressure. He rushed toward the door.

​One last time, the voice called out:

"alpha save me..."

​He froze for a single second. But he did not look back. He turned and fled the room.

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The person step out of that room... Emerging from the basement...... Entered the main house.......the man walked straight towards the living area and sat on the couch............ He still felt like those voices were hunting him....... His mind completely numb......

His gaze was fixed on the ticking needle of the clock on the living room wall........ In entire mansion, the only sound was the constant ticktock of the clock........

That face... Those people.... He didn't know them...... And yet., they wouldn't leave him alone.......

Every day... He would go down to that basement room...... He never knew about that place before.... He never knew there was a basement in their mansion...... He went there BCZ before his father death..... He told him to find a book with tiger print on it.... To find it....... He will find all his answers in that book....... It holds a lot of secrets.......

He was sitting there… With his head Slumped back against the couch….........when suddenly a voice reached his ear... A voice he knew all too well.....

Hey Hyung what are you doing? The newcomer said to the person on the couch.......

The person on the couch straightened up and looked at the person who was now standing in front of him........

"Vante when will you stop all of this.... "

The person on the couch said to his twin brother with cold eyes, who knew nothing just hanging out with different girls........

Vante looked at his twin brother...who was sitting on the couch and watching him with an icy stare.......

Hyung it's not like that... I just went out with my friend.... What's happened to you? Did u go to that basement again today?

Vante looked at his brother with questioning eyes...

Hyung why won't you just accept that… We are humans....you are the first person I have known who doubts his own humanity... 😒

We... We have been here from the very beginning...... It's just that... After the accident, we lost our memories. .....

Vante said with a straight face......

Tae glared at his brother and spoke sharply........ "yes, I doubt my own humanity..... And if memory were to be lost in an accident, it should have been only mine....... BCZ that accident happened to me and dad..... But your is gone too..... There is something....... Something we are forgetting...."

Tae spoke in a cold, piercing voice...

Tae stood up from the couch and looked towards vante.....stay away from those girls..... Tae said do u just let any girl hug you?

(in reality vante girlfriends had no idea that tae was his twin... And they often mistook tae for vante.. And would suddenly hug him... 😂)

Hyung what can I do? You know how kind vante heart is..... I just can't bear to let those poor things be disappointed...... Vante said dramatically, placing a hand over his heart.... Like a lover.... 😂.....

Tae could do nothing just glare at him.....

Tomorrow u are going to help me search for that book in basement...... Tae told vante.... Vante has never stepped foot in that basement before......

Hyung I am not going!! I have to meet my girlfriend tomorrow.... Vante said with a piteous face..... He knew that if his brother set mind on something, he would make it happen.... And vante had no desire to spend his day... Stuck in that basement...

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Tae looked at Vante and then turned away..... Saying firmly "Vante no more arguments, you are coming with me tomorrow.... If we look for the book together... We will find it faster"

With that he headed up the stairs towards his room... Vante stood there... Watching him go.... He thought to himself that tomorrow would surely be a boring day......

Still he began walking towards his own room ; he knew he couldn't refuse his brother command now........

Time pause to midnight.....

It was 12pm of midnight..... Tae was fast sleep in his bed.... When a voice pierced through his slumber.....

Do u really think u can sleep in peace after ruining my life.!!! ....... Mate of enigma!!! I will not let you exist without me.......

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The words were followed by a blood-curdling scream that jolted tae awake.......

His entire body was drenched in cold sweat and trembling uncontrollably........

He looked around himself but there was nothing except thick darkness...... He checked the time ----exactly midnight

He clutched his head as it felt like, it was splitting apart with pain.......

He had no idea whose....... voice this was or why it wouldn't stop haunting him.

 Ever since he had started going into the basement, these voices followed him constantly........

 In those voices, there was pain, longing, and a sense of betrayal... but he still couldn't understand what any of it meant........

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Taehyung scrambled out of the bed and rushed towards the Vante's room.. Those voices echoing in his ears over and over again.....

He moved With heavy, forceful strides... Driven by a sense of urgency..... When he reached the door... He stopped short... he saw that the lights..... in Vante’s room were already on....

He pushed the door open and stepped inside........ but the moment he entered, his eyes widened in absolute shock.

He stared at Vante with a strange expression......... as if trying to convince himself that this person was truly his brother.

​Vante’s POV:

I was wearing my bathrobe, dancing around and singing one of my fav song........Since I had such an exhausting, brain-draining task ahead of me tomorrow, I was trying to kill the tension with a little entertainment.......

​"Oh my little butterfly... butterfly... butterfly... Oh my little baby boy... baby boy...baby boy.. Tarirariirari" I was singing my heart out, holding my hairbrush like a microphone, when suddenly the door burst open. Oh, I’m dead now! Ahhhhhhhhhhh... Hyung was staring at me in complete disbelief. Hehehehe, what can I do?why is he here? Bwahhhhhhhhhhh 😭😭

​"My reputation is in the trash!"......

Tae continued to stare at Vante in utter disbelief....

​Vante: "Hyungie, I can explain! It’s not what it looks like... it’s not what you’re thinking..."

​But Tae simply stepped forward and pulled Vante into a tight embrace. It was as if he needed to hold him just to be sure—to convince himself that his brother was truly there, and that he was safe..

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