Part 1

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...........

◦•●◉✿ Inside room. ✿◉●•◦

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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