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Requiem || WARNING: IT'S KINDA MORBID

What happens when a person dies? Do they go to heaven or hell, or is it just a never ending, pitch black abyss that they just fall in for all eternity?

The decaying process is quite slow. First rigor mortis sets in, leaving your body stiff in its current position. Then the body begins to purge, excrete all of its waste giving the flies and and other scavenger animals fodder and a place to lay their eggs. Tissue begins to deteriorate until there is nothing but bone. The whole process is ugly and putrid, I guess that’s why people find it so traumatic. Loved ones cry for these empty vessels like they’re still there but just… silent. The consciousness has passed, leaving nothing but its corpse. There is nothing to come back to but yet people still cry and plead to a higher power in the sky. They pray just so they can have them back. All that praying went to .

I never had a loved one, if you counted syringes and stem cells as my parents then sure, I had them. But they were just cells, nothing special about them. They couldn’t hear my cries when I get hungry, or wet myself. They couldn’t see my face, they couldn’t see grow into the freak I was. I was almost thankful that I never had parents, they wouldn’t judge me. Dr. Carrigan doesn't judge me, but then again he created me. He must be proud of his abomination.

“Ah, it's so nice out,” I say as I stroll through the forest, the same place I ran from my creator’s forces. I wonder if they're still looking for me. Maybe they gave up. That would be a smart idea, they couldn't kill me anyway, it would compromise their plans. I was the biggest asset to the lab, the most successful one too. Other projects failed when the subjects spontaneously combusted after having taken the T-128 serum for the first time. I've experienced that happening to my brother. The event brought no mourning, they cleaned him up and continued with their research with anxious expressions. I was 10 at the time.

I had dreaded the day I had to take the serum, images of my brother exploding swam through my mind as I was led into the observation room. They attached wires on me that lead to machines on the other side of that glass wall that separated me from the scientists.

They injected the serum into me and waited. Usually it took five minutes until the subjects combusted. It had been ten minutes and there was nothing but the eerie beeping of the heart monitor. Then, loud clapping and cheering. I saw the scientists jump out of their seats and hug each other, yelling phrases like “It was a success!” or “We did it!”. I just sat there, dumbfounded. It had worked, I was still alive. Out of all the 157 subjects that had failed, my body has succeeded in absorbing the serum into my system.

I sat there in shock, staring at the jovial crowd of scientists. I found it hard to reach this point of joy and relief that they were feeling. All I felt was guilt. I was guilty that my siblings weren't able to see their smiling faces like how I was. Out of all of them I was the one who had survived. This feeling turned into something that I wasn't familiar with but I knew exactly what it was.

I was mourning.

I began to weep for my brothers and sisters that died for the greater good, for Subject 157 who had combusted before my eyes. I didn't realize until now that they had died at such a young age, and here I was 20 years old in the middle of the forest alive and well. They should all be alive too, I didn't want to be alone in this. I missed them all even if I hadn't talk to any of them while in the lab.

I exhaled loudly and blinked away the tears, I didn't need anyone asking me why I was crying when I went back to the facility. I gulped down the lump in my throat and trudged to the dorms, I need a nap.

"I will find you... "
"You tard, I will kill you... "
"Seunghyun, you can't runaway forever... "

Myriad voices began taunting inside his mind. Hallucinating? He thought not. Madness? Probable. Staggering forward one step at a time, leaves scrunching under his weight resonated so loudly in the otherwise eerily silent surrounding. The relentless hammering at the back of his head only seemed to intensify, even time seemed to pass by at such an excruciatingly slow pace. His lithe body swayed side to side before plummeting to the hard ground, some incoherent mutters escaped his parched lips as darkness began to engulf his vision gradually.

"Where am I? "Shengxuan whipped his head around in confusion, all he could see was darkness.

"Seungyun.. "An alluring feminine voice begged for his attention, causing the said man to stiffen in response. It had been a while since someone had called him by that name. "Follow me, Seunghyun.Come here, my dear boy." That voice sounded oddly soothing and somehow he found himself walking towards the enigma.

In actuality, his motionless body had been lying on the ground for hours now. There was a huge gash at the back of his head was caked with dried blood, his face looked ghostly pale. The only reassurance was his slow yet steady heart beats.

{} SO B S IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT

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[ heA V Y B R EATHING BECAUSE FOR SOME STUPID REASON I LOVE JIMIN ANGST, I S WEAR ]

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Escape || WARNING: MILD GORE

It has been two days, six hours, thirty-seven minutes, and twenty-eight seconds since I escaped the lab. Dr. Carrigan probably has his forces surrounding my exact coordinates, I can sense them all closing in and the feeling was near suffocating. I had to move before they found me. But first, I have to take this damned chip out from my sternum. My eyes scanned the forest for something sharp enough to penetrate skin. A lone piece of broken lay among the fallen leaves, its surface glistening in the winter sun. I scrambled to the glass, picking it up carefully by its surface to avoid any cuts.

“Great, now I need an anesthetic,” the joke would have been funny if I wasn’t running for my life, and if Dr. Carrigan programmed laughing into my codex. I lift my gown up to reveal my already surgically scarred abdomen. Marks of previous of previous operation brings back memories of white walls and fluorescent light illuminating my torso. I positioned the sharpest end of the glass in the area of my sternum, shaky hand slowly inching towards the flesh.

“Come on 158, you’ve seen your intestine before, this should be nothing.” My hoarse voice erupts from my throat. It would have been easy if I was under the numbing serum the nurses would usually administer before my operations. I didn’t have that now, I can feel the pain. I decided to it up and bit the fabric of my gown to keep it from covering my abdomen while I operated on myself.

I pressed the sharpened end of the glass into my skin and kept pressing until I saw beads of my own crimson ichor surface and stain my skin. The pain soon become unbearable once my hand dragged itself along the impaled flesh, creating a deep cut large enough for my hand to enter. I dropped the bloodied piece of glass and collapsed on to the bed of dead leaves. My breathing began to grow ragged from the pain and slight blood loss.

“You’re not done yet, 158. Get it out.” I ordered myself, a trembling hand lifts itself from the ground and dug itself into the wound. Pain flowers as my hand dug deeper, past fat and muscle until fingers brushed against a hardened, plastic surface. I immediately caught onto the tracker and pulled my bloodied hand from my sternum. Tears stained my cheeks and my bottom lip was bloodied and bruised from the hard biting at the attempt of keeping myself from making any noise to direct the forces to my location. I threw the chip into some bushes and got up, stumbling midway.

I took a step and fell onto my knees, got up and steadied myself, then I stumbled north. The middle part of my gown was drenched in my own blood, my feet caked with dirt, and my eyes bloodshot and droopy. As I made my way to what seemed like a safe haven, my vision began to swim and my once slight sways became more violent and next thing I knew it I collapsed onto the pavement of someone’s driveway. I crawled towards the door and clawed at its lacquer finish, vision slowly darkening. I could sense the guards retreating, I could sense that I was safe now. But I was dying. With the last of my voice I croaked out a plea and weakly knocked my fist against the door.

Thankfully the door swung open and two blurry figures emerged from behind it. I gave them both a weak smile before my eyes rolled to the back of my head and my body fell limp onto the concrete.

"for now"

--- rp end ... for now e ue ----

@taehyung k. 〈 v Jisoo wasn’t stupid, nooo, he was far from being stupid and slow. So the words that were directed to him were analyzed and understood the moment they left the beautiful boy’s mouth. Ironically he was being somehow threatened, being told to stay away as far as he can. To not bother himself with the so called V if he doesn’t want /anything bad to happen/ But what was more funny is the fact that he didn’t feel scared, heck not even close to, and all that filled his insides was the sense of challenge instead of fear. And he wasn’t sure if he was liking where this was heading to or not.

‘You’re such an interesting creature….V’

The wet bud stuck out of his hot cavern, being run over the soft plushy lips in an manner. And soon a smirk took over his facial expressions. Watching the now familiar body slowly disappear from his view in an excuse of having things to do. ‘This is not over….I’ll be seeing you again V….Soon’ by now he wasn’t sure if he should fear the obviously mentally wrecked male, or just be afraid of his own self and thoughts.

Long fingers found their way through his soft locks, as his head tilted up looking at the sky wondering how the weather managed to make such a 180 degree change in no time. It almost felt like the male from earlier was controlling it depending on his own mood and feelings. “You really shouldn’t take that much interest in him” it was more like a warning being sent to his own self, as he was almost sure that nothing good will come from being interested in that boy.

“But it’s fun……Almost like a refreshing breath”

Turning on his heels, he decided to head back home and do some /research/ about his newly found /friend/ And the fact that he had his own materials outside of this place would surely make things a lot more easier than what they seem. He was going to get to know who V is…..And he was going to do it let it be the easy way or the hard one.

Curiosity was a dangerous lurking feeling, after all curiosity killed the cat and he knew that. Yet he wasn’t going to end up having the same fate as the clueless cat, he was going to get what he wanted, and he was going to solve the mystery of the anonymous creature called /V/.

@jisoo k. A journey full of surprises indeed.. The smile that is on his face is sweet now, almost sickly. His hands coming to the front of his body once more and his body dipping in a small bow. "Thank you, honestly, for helping me out. I felt like I was going to fall asleep in that forest, and that would've been bad." A lie falling so easily from his lips. "I still have a bit more sight seeing to do, gotta pick some flowers for this." He holds up the scrapbook in two hands, the brontide and brooding clouds behind them foreboding. Foreshadowing the storm that was going to come.

Literally and metaphorically.

"You should get back before something happens." His tone is intentionally sweet, but there's a dangerous lilt in his words. And suddenly .. He doesn't look so sweet anymore. There was still that mask, but something a lot more dull and amused, the tired eyes closing as he turns on his heel.

And with his back to Jisoo, his expression does a 180. Hair casting a shadow over his face as shoulders square, jaw tight and a dangerous glint in his eye. The guy reminded him of something a lot more worse than someone at work. He reminded him of something from his past, someone that was dipping his hands into the cookie jar too much. He didn't want Taehyung to get his hands on any social media, or any thing that was his own. It was scary how he could input a number and .. boom ..

The address would be there.

He didn't like it; that part of him that longed for the need to /know/. Just to know. Just to .. See what was going on. To always be in the know and to always be one step ahead of the game. That was how he needed to properly live his life. It was a chill that would ice over anyone's soul if he ever were to properly get his hands on them .... No one would want to be subjected to the insanity that poured from Taehyung's being. From V.

Be lucky he was walking away, the demons looking back at Jisoo's form as Taehyung walks away with an eerie whistle on his lips and that bounce in his step. The demons .. Suddenly whispering in fear before evaporating into a dark mist around Taehyung. The night really did swallow the sun this time. Be careful not to be around him whilst he was splitting.

@taehyung k. 〈 v It was awfully obvious that Jisoo was getting nowhere close to discovering who could V be, what is he and why is he this way, and he frankly felt like he may lose his own mind if he kept questioning things that way, if he kept being extra suspicious about the mere existence of the male. But then again, he knew what being oblivious about the things surrounding him could mean, he knew that being ignorant about those things won’t make anything better, if anything there will be a time when they’ll come to stab you in the back. He was honestly sick and tired of this, sick and tired of being who he is…..Oh, how much he wished he could go back to his old carefree self.

‘I want to go back to the old me’

‘Yet I know I don’t deserve it…..I need to be punished for his sacrifice’ he needed to remind himself everyday that this is a punishment.

A genuine chuckle ripped out of his throat as he watched the playful actions. “Well I never said you’re not in shape, but just in case you wanted to bulk up a little bit I would gladly help you….Especially if you actually offered me coffee at 2AM” Jisoo wasn’t that much of a coffee person, but he felt the need to drink it once a day to wake himself up a little bit, to make his brain function a little bit better.

“Well if you offer me some tea services I promise to show you some of my secret workouts” he offered, not knowing why he is suddenly acting extra friendly.

But then again ever since his eyes landed on this guy he didn’t know what he was doing or why he was doing it.

The moment the male pressed his body against him, his arms came up instinctively wrapping around the latter’s body but without touching him, completely protecting him for the spiky branches. The feeling of a warm body being pressed against his being foreigner to him after all this time.

‘Can you get any more pathetic Kim Jisoo? You’re really winning against your own self’ right after the thought came to his mind he felt the need to pull away from the brown haired boy.

And he was thankful when they finally returned to the place they came from and the boy pulled away from him.

“See! It didn’t rain! I told you that none of us is that unlucky….Guess it was already enough that we got lost in a wide forest” Stretching out his own arms in an attempt of stretching out his sore muscles a little bit, it was really a journey full of surprises.

[] No need to be sorry bae <333

@jisoo k. It was so far from that that it wasn't en funny. Multiple identity.. It was sad, with so many personalities swirling in your head. No. This one was worse in its own manner - but not one disorder was worse than another. This was self destructive. This was wanting so badly that it would kill you if you didn't know how to handle it. This was going from 0-100 in just /seconds/ that the body would receive whiplash. It was staying under ice and pounding fruitlessly against it in attempts to Let! You! Out! As something else ran your mind. Something that was tiring your very soul. It wasn't very good ..

It was all so tiring.

That would explain the purple under his eyes.

"A personal trainer?" He gives a small flex, looking at his clothed arms in delight. "I'm good. I'm really good. I don't need that; but me? Me?" V's chest puffs out and a finger comes to his chest, scrapbook dangerously close to his own chin as he expresses himself in an exaggerated manner. "I'm V, your resident barista that would make you a nice cup of coffee at 2 in the morning or 2 in the afternoon."

How stupid it was. He used to love coffee but as time went on, being forced to be around it, he'd came to hate it so /so/ badly.

He was more of a tea person anyway .. hah.. Teahyung.

He bites his lips as he thinks of his own little pun, the smile becoming almost muted as trees seem to part for them, branches catching on their clothes while he presses his body against Ji soo's in an attempt to be closer - just so that he didn't get scratched. Nothing more.

And then -- the path. The path that he'd ran from. The one he screamed on and attracted this ... 'Hero' to come to his rescue. Taehyung, the damsel in distress. V ...

The beast that would eat his heart out if he let him.

"Ahh, how sweet to be free~!" He coos, detaching himself from the other man like he'd been burned almost, his arms coming up to the sky and /reaching/. Stretching to rid himself of anything ill that might have been left behind in the forest.

[ I 'M SORRY IT'S SHROTER AA ]

@taehyung k. 〈 v It was ironic that Jisoo used to think that he would be the scary one between the two of them, because obviously that’s not the case at the moment /Not at all/ He wasn’t sure when he lost control over this whole situation or how, maybe it was the moment he exposed himself to the boy’s dark looking orbs, and maybe it was even way before that. He didn’t know the answer of that question, but all he knew is he’s definitely not the scary one between the two of them. He felt a strange energy floating around the brown haired boy, and he honestly wasn’t sure if he should run away for his life, or just take the boy down there and then, but he was sure of one thing and that is neither of those two supposed solutions is the actual solution to his current problem.

‘Shaking the world, he’s shaking your world’ those words were whispered into his ear, making his eyes snap wide as they moved from side to side looking around before falling on the boy.

The arm hooked against his felt dangerous for some reason, and he felt like he was meeting a different person than the innocent looking kid from earlier. It was as if his eyes and mind were playing some dirty tricks on him, yet he was sure that the face in front of him is the same face from earlier, but the aura surrounding it felt totally different, not to mention the total change in behavior.

Could it be……Multiple identity disorder!!!

That would be the only explanation to this whole situation, it’s either that or the guy isn’t who he’s claiming to be and in reality he’s a hitman coming for him. And at the moment the first choice seemed more reasonable as the male didn’t try to hurt him in any kind of way, not to mention that he didn’t really show any signs of violence or threat in any means.

“If it rains in this situation it means that both of us are cursed or something” he returned the playful tone, not wanting to look suspicious, or sound like he was being suspicious of the male. “I’m sure neither of us is that unlucky!!” a shrug was followed after those words, even though he wasn’t that sure of them, as it was proven to him many times before that he was way beyond cursed, heck he started believing long time ago that god must really hate him for everything that he had to face down the road of the so called /life/ of his. With a raised eyebrow, his eyes focused on looking around, slowly starting to trace the path they came from, even though V seemed to be doing a great job with that matter, as he was leading the way, taking them right back from where they came from as if he actually knew this forest upside down.

“I’m a personal trainer…If you need help building up your body I can gladly help you” his eyes fell into the boy’s, sharing a moment of eye contact, trying hard to read what’s going on in that head of his.

“What about you V?” he wanted to know as much as he can.

‘who are you’

@jisoo k. There was a hunger in his heart .. A scary hunger that held so many promises, promises that ended with broken feelings, with fear trembling around ones throat in ways that only he could create. His fingers going to become a pretty little collar around-- His eyes flutter as his pushes that feeling down, the own fear he wanted to inflict coming to his very being and taking a hold of him. Diging claws into his shoulders and practically ripping down his arms. Forcing him to hold himself on the inside - but it would be too much if he were to switch from that happy go lucky pace to something else entirely. Too much. He knew how to behave. He knew. But it was so much easier to keep his head down and appear like he didn't know anything.

He wanted that ignorance. He wanted it so badly, thin fingers peeling around the way of life like he was trying to envelop it, become it. .

The cough that leaves him is one to mostly gather himself, shoulders shaking as he looks around, trying to focus on the task at hand. Gotta get out of here before dark. Gotta get out of here with a clear liar and pray that he never crossed paths with him again under these circumstances. Getting coffee and planning it before hand? Sure thing! Suddenly stumbled upon after having a mental break down? Hmmm,

Nah, he'd pass.

Taehyung's eyes fall to the floor below them, gently toeing converse shoes against the dirt and stepping in the direction that had just come from. "Let's just .. Try and retrace it yeah?" His head turns towards him and he nudges him with his elbow. "We can do that," He was good at wandering. It was just .. Getting back that was hard. He'd done it so many times that he'd lost count. It was in his nature. Constantly chasing his shadow - the shadow of his past that he wanted to desperately have once again.

Soft footfalls crunch leaves and break the concentrated silence that Taehyung had put himself through, brows furrowed and lips pouting ever just .. "How'd we even get lost?" He laughs, trying to lighten the mood, "At least it's pretty, yeah? And we're not alone! Just no eating me if we really get lost and.." His brows raise in mock fright, eyes swimming with a mischief that wasn't there before. V was .. Alive, almost. Lips curling pretty over tanned skin, creating a boxy smile that could rival even the brightest of stars. "Imagine if it started raining, wow," He tilts his head up and calls to the sky, "Rain, please, when we get back to the path!" They were already at the tree that they'd met at, V's eyes barely skimming over the rocks like he was imaging Taehyung there. But his smile never faultered, only hooking his arm tight with Ji soo's and leading him through a broken path.

"So, what do you do here, Misterrrr Ji sooo?" He drawls out, sunstreaked locks of hair falling away from his forehead, allowing him to peer into the others' eyes properly.

There was warmth once more.

Meet V,

@taehyung k. 〈 v The atmosphere was heavy between the two of them, Jisoo could have sworn that he felt like he was being suffocated and on the verge of dying if the brown haired boy kept being quiet that way. Luckily the male made some effort and actually started talking back to him, making him slightly relieved. Shrugging at the question, his eyes once again focused on the latter’s face, scanning his features memorizing every little detail instead of scanning the road they’re walking through. “I felt a little suffocated back in my room and decided to take a walk…..I also don’t really know how I ended up walking all the way here” the words that flow out of his mouth weren’t all lies, as Jisoo really came out of his room because he felt extra asphyxiated from being surrounded by the same four walls for too long, wanting to just take a walk here and there to feel slightly better and that’s how he ended up running into V and that poster of his….That one poster that could cause a disaster…..If only V knew.

Jisoo never once in his life felt like someone was able to stare right through into his soul like right now. The look that the male wore for a few seconds was enough to send light shivers all over his body, and that’s when he discovered something new. This V guy is really something….He must be something to be able to switch into a total different person in a mere second, yet again Jisoo couldn’t put his hands on what V may be exactly. And obviously he couldn’t say those thoughts out loud, he knew better than to do that, so he just smiled at the male before tearing his gaze away and looking around the unfamiliar path they’re walking.

Different thoughts filled his head, floating around one after the other, and all of them were about the slightly smaller male beside him. He felt like he was being tricked, as if his role was switched. It was really scary trying to find out how many things this guy is capable of doing. He didn’t know if the latter was just someone who’s really messed up in the inside or someone really smart, someone who was possibly sent by his ‘brother’. The sudden comment snapped him out of his own train of thoughts, as his head titled to the side staring at V, before slightly nodding. “Yeah it’s really nice….It has its own relaxing effect….so soothing” those words were sincere, even though he wasn’t able to actually focus that well on the said beautiful nature.

“It’s my first time here as well…..I usually stick to places I know, I’m not sure what has gotten into me to suddenly think of exploring the area” he once again played along with the male’s act.

“You don’t really need to thank me! I saw you running not far from me so I thought I should at least check if you’re okay” lie after lie those words were really starting to sound as if they were the truth even to him. “I’m just glad that everything is actually fine” he added, playfully extending his arm and ruffling the male’s hair….A total unfamiliar action from his side….He must be losing his head for real….This place is making him lose it after all.

Stopping his track, he looked around before a loud sigh left his lips “I really hope that I’m wrong but….I kind of think that we’re lost” his hands were placed on his hips out of frustration, once again an old habit of his. Eyes scanning around the area, he could swear that this is not the way they came from, because this place seems to be a total new area in this big forest. “I don’t think that this is the place I came from……We really should find the way out before it gets dark”

@jisoo k. Lucky they ran into each other. It was almost coincidental, the demons in his head staring at one another before their pale fingers press against his neck, whispering unheard words into his ears. Something about coincidence, something how he didn't belong, something .. Something that he managed to swallow and never bring up when in the presence of another. It was a burden in so many ways, pushing the happiness out of a situation and making it so much more awkward, and after a moment that he had brushing the edges of his memories like a fresh wound, he didn't want to push anyone away. He needed someone to soothe his scars with soft words and small smiles, he desperately held onto the words that left a new friend's lips .. Friend.. How long had he actually called someone that? And it was loosely used, too. Ji Soo was an acquaintance, if anyhing, but those demons shy away at the thought of being pushed by another - by a friend. A friend to combat the fiends, how funny.

The smile on his face is quaint, but still longing, hands clutching the scrapbook in front of him like they were walking in the school hallway. His steps near funny as long limbs stretch out slightly to the side, an almost dance in his step as his heart lifts and spirits drag up to th ebest of their ability. He didn't even notice that they weren't going in the right direction. There were no broken branches from his sprint earlier, no mushed grass from his feet having pummeled the floor in an urgent rush. The sounds of the facility falling to the left in such a far off way that it was drowned by the immediate chirps and coos of birds, Taehyung getting lost in their song.

"What were you doing out here, by the way?" His words are soft and even with the lighthearted aura permeating from his body, the questioning lilt meaning so much more at the end of 'way' ... Those demons had planted a little seed in his head, and something else was starting to surface. Shoulders going lax as his head tilts, defined jaw glinting from the peeking sunlight, neck exposed and adams apple bobbing just ever so slightly. There was a stare in his eyes that was undiscernable, the purple under his eyes becoming tighter as those eyes attempt to stare through Ji soo... But in just a matter of moments, the look is gone. His hands have gone back to clutching the scrapbook like a lifeline, fingers tapping nervously along the spine as he hopes -- no, he /prays/ that Ji soo did not see how easily that switch could be turned. His heart was heavy in his ears, blood pushing and pounding like a mad drum as his gaze falls forward once more.

Happy things. Talk about happy things. Talk about anything -- The flowers that covered to floor around them, the gurgling stream that no doubt led out to a much bigger body of water .. Anything.

His tongue was tied and he could only hide it behind that false smile of his. Teeth digging into the soft flesh of his inner cheek with the intent to draw blood, only letting up when the rusty taste dribbles softly in his mouth, coating his tongue and giving him something completely different to focus on. The dull throb from his abused mouth, and the blood that was no doubt trickling into his esophagus. Disgusting, the demons whisper. off, Taehyung replied ..

"It's really pretty here; it's my first time ever being out here." His tongue was no longer tied, the blood acting almost as a sacrifice of his fear to untwist the muscle and bring the connection between his brain, back. "I mean, I walked on the path a lot because it's so pretty but .. Being out here. I swore I saw a bunny! So I wanted to give chase, hah," A blatant lie, "and there I ended up. Probably why I looked so winded when you were there. Thanks, by the way, for the check up. You're a pretty cool dude." His knuckles gently press to Ji soo's arm and with a soft push, he becomes playful once more.