"He wanted more, even if he had the world's conscious under his feet and the power to crush and destroy it in his fingertips, he still wanted more"

"A story of an abandoned boy at the age of 14 under the strangling lights of the moonlight hanging on the dark sky filled with nothingness and forlorn hidden emotions in it, the boy was left alone on the streets to die"

"He was strong-minded, didn't give up easily on his life, didn't have anyone to love so he thought he didn't have anyone in between him and the future he soars to attain, he went, he went on to the journey of conquering the innocent souls by cuffing and caging away the singing soul of his own deep down somewhere no one would find"

"He fought, he fought off his life and the rights he should have, he didn't think of his past because he thought it was useless, useless to ponder upon someone who abandoned him, he had issues with opening up the dams of his emotions to someone, and no one I mean no one ever saw him smiling ear to ear like a Cheshire cat anymore after the event of abundance a long time ago"

"He learned, he learned the ups and downs, the corruption, the sadness people hide by wearing the mere sensitive cloth of smile called the mask of a fake smile, he learned it at the trivial age of sixteen, fighting for his future but was already known the feared alley monster, but he didn't stop there"

"He became the most powered and the war machined martial art master all by himself, most feared among all the people having territories of their own to save, they were scared that He might come and destroy their life in just scant of a minute, he was known the most feared 20-year-old in the world even known as the first feared before the most feared agency NIS, he was practically 20-year-old being feared by every nook and hook and corner and vertice of the world but he didn't care cause he wanted more and the cuffed and caged emotions still singing for its unknown freedom but to no avail because it can never be heard by this man"

"He conquered! he conquered his future, his past and his present! now HE is powerful, having every power, extent, men, and land under his feet like minuscule bacterias anytime can be destroyed just with a little blink of the eyes, but he didn't stop there, he still needed one more thing, just one more thing to complete the year-long hunger and thirst of his greed and that is when he came to MY village in America, Taoloo, a village known to be blessed by the martial techniques from god and he wanted that"

A man around his late twenties can be seen walking through the corridors of the pavilion of the great house he has created, the most feared of the man.

Now sitting on a desk a detailed map of old America laid on top of the table stared at been by two men, one of them the most feared and the other just a mere person who gives detailed information on the roads of any part of the world, and the person was feeling little in front of the emotionless person tracing his fingertips on the map gracefully.

"I want to go here, Taoloo, rumored to be the place of knowing the graceful and ethical dance techniques used for defense none other than martial arts gifted by the god himself," The man said his voice concentrated with undisturbed wavering whereas the person in front of him was intimidated but kept his composure and finally uttered.

"Sure master, me and my men will find the place and cross out a detailed map direction to reach there" these words of the in-present person caused the man to lift his head and look at him questioningly "I, myself want to go there" he declared.

The variant jungles and long bushes with widthful trees and lenghtful bamboos all standing proud and straight in the middle of the gush of greenery, then there came the rushing sound of the wheels and the vibrating engines being heard, as a black car was roaring up amid this tall bamboos.

The person earlier sitting in front of the man looked out of the window but found something unusual, the trees were "Moving?" the feared man looked at the person beside him with raised eyebrows "What is moving?" with this question the person directed his hands' direction to somewhere a shocking sight "The trees are moving!! speed up the car!"

The car sped up but the trees followed suit of its speed and were covering the distance between hem and the car, as the most feared man saw no avail of surviving he broke the car window and jumped from the high speeded car and fell at the just corner of the cliff while he saw from his periphery that now the car was going downhill very fast and he just sighed.

"Now he had nothing left in this earth which he hasn't conquered but still founded the deepest and gravest places and didn't leave that place unless he conquered it with his special force called the Ten Keys, he annihilates the place burns down and calls himself now the emperor of that place and that is when he came to MY village and we met"

The man was walking through the forest, creating himself some space to go through the wet mushy vines by placing them apart by his hands, he finally reached an end where he saw the beautiful concatenation of flowers and beautiful little mound hills of ant and small or big hills situated amid a dense forest, he never thought of that, but this, this scene gave him weird serene peace inside him.

Looking around he noticed a girl, a girl with black straight flowy hair with a mask covering most of her face but left her ocean blue eyes, the eyes which are special to this village, the eyes with a color which shows peace of mind as well as great destruction in a matter of minutes at the same time, she had those eyes and as it is said truly by Truth Devour "Unspoken words between You and I present of the eyes of knowing, lost in the realm of unforeseen beauty and I am yours" and that is what he felt which he hasn't in a long time, his bonds of cuffs were breaking apart.

"Young man you have no place here and you shall departure from my realm" the flowing voice of the elegant woman radiating a confident vibe demanded and ordered not knowing whom she is ordering to.

The man looked at her strangely and with the same confidence in his demeanor and his eyes stern as if challenging her to come down the small hill and fight her.

She finally got the message and swift down the hill, the way she came didn't look as if she was walking but being flowed by the air as she threw her mask off showing the beautiful features of her face and then she landed on the ground of the autumn leaves with a firm grip on the soles of her shoes, she positioned her hand by circling it sideways creating a vibrant scene of a beautiful goddess controlling the nature as she took a stance of open palms, one hand with an open plan behind her head and one in a straight position now challenging the man to come and fight her.

The most feared man, the leader of the ten Keys didn't know what this spell was, he didn't know why was he so attracted to this particular woman, he didn't have an idea but his heart did, his emotions did know why he is feeling this void of the spell being sucked into.

The woman was cunning and didn't give him the time to stare long at her, she went towards him and pushed his chest lightly which caused a shocking great impact and with a bewildered expression plastered on the man he flew amid the air, shocked about how it happens after all the village was blessed by the god's divine powers.

The man didn't lose his stand, he stood himself starting to feel the pain after the impact of being flown away but stood up and went with a swift punch instance but yet again the woman caught his right hand with her's right and pushed his body a little down by her left and then it was ringing, a sweet bell, a snappy gush of winds flowing around the two as they stared at each other with a familiar emotion they knew oh so well.

"I never expected to fall in love with this man in my wildest of dreams but love has different ways of twisting itself into our lives and that is how you were born Seokjin"

The woman spoke with a prominent adoration swarmed on her blue eyes as she lovingly and affectionately stared at her oldest son, Seokjin, playing with a craft dragon made by none other than his mother, and his mother looking at him with folded elbows and adulation for boy present in the blue ocean-like eyes of her.

The boy named Seokjin looked up his eyes were peculiar, a little brown with an essence of blue floating in it, and with little touch drops of black in it can also be seen, his eyes were mesmerizing.

"But emmoni how did you defeat daddy if he was so strong?" the little 4 year old asked and was eyeing the small bump in his mother's belly where it is said that his brother or sister is lying.

His mother chuckled and took out a beautiful intricately carved red dragon, yes dragon, and wound that necklace with the hanging dragon around Seokjin's neck very carefully as if a fragile flower that can wither away if put any pressure.

"Seokjin do you know dragon means so many things to Humans? Some believe dragons are the strength to them and a creator of this beautiful world, some think that dragon symbolizes destruction and calamity while some other things that they are the main source of life like cultivation, do you understand my son?" the woman asked her voice sweet and as if someone would always be obliged to hear that sweet honey voice, and the four year old smiled widely and nodded his curtly and went again to touch the necklace given to him.

"Do you know Seokjin that there aren't any dragons but just a creation of the spiral bindings of our complicated brain?" Seokjin looked up worried cause he always knew and believed with whole heart there IS a dragon but still he just nodded his head sideways indicating a no.

"We humans are the only strength of our own lives, we humans are the creators of ourselves, we humans are the destruction of our own kind and we humans are the cultivator of our future Seokjin, that dragon pendant will help you find who you really are and where you really come from and where you really are destined, so now you might have got your awaited answer right, I defeated your dad just because I knew who I was Seokjin, and this pendant will help YOU find who you really are." Seokjin just distantly stared at his mother going nothing of philosophy in his little 4-year-old brain and his mother knowingly chuckled and caressed his head with soft with a slight nod.

*AHEM*SOO HERE I AM AGAIN WITH THE PROLOGUES I DONT KNOW WHY BUT I FEEL LIKE MY PROLOUGUES ARE QUITE UNIQUE *not me shamelessly promoting my writing*

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10 years ago:-

The roaring of engines, the whistling of air polluted air, and hustle and bustle of masses can be seen on the streets of New York.

A boy having a hanging old pendant with the cape of his hood up his head was standing near the pavilion contemplating something of his past.

"You are the reason why your mother died, Seokjin!"

"You are a coward, how can you leave your brother, Seokjin!"

"You should have saved mother, hyung if you had she would still be alive Hyung"

The different pitches, to notes, to rhythms, to different tones were reverberating through steppes, malleus, and incus of his ear, voices piercing deep wounds in his heart as well as mind, the voices which he left long ago but the wounds still carries with him.

The boy near the intersection of pavilion and road where a conglomeration of the high-speeded car was wheezing through the road and the boy named Seokjin was yet again contemplating about the idea of Jumping in front of a car and end himself, after all, who cares about a runaway 15-year-old.

As he was going to step into the pit of his own death he was suddenly pulled from his hoodie sleeves and he found himself immediately hugging something or moreover 'someone' and that someone rather being a petite male.

Flustered Seokjin parted away from the position and straightened himself and stared at the peculiar blue eyes like his mother, and the other boy was staring worriedly as if worried if he got hurt but was also mesmerized about the handsomeness of this young Korean and the strange mixture of blue with black, Seokjin's as well as the other boy's eye color both belong to somewhere.

"Hey mister you okay?" the boy asked smiling to reassure the other and showing off the craters forming in his cheek, Seokjin harshly shrugged off the hands of the other and was taking a pace to walk away from there but yet again got stopped "Hey my name is Kim Namjoon" Seokjin heard the boy say.

Again ignoring the call of the boy named Namjoon he started walking away "Hey won't you tell me your name!" hearing Namjoon again Seokjin got frustrated "Mind your business boy!" and walked away but Namjoon wasn't leaving "Rude" he muttered and yet again screamed, "Hey mister you are indebted to me for saving your life remember!" Namjoon doesn't know if Seokjin got to hear it but he said it nevertheless.

But Namjoon didn't know that Seokjin heard it and was running away from the boy because his heart is feeling unusually fast.

The murmur of people could be reached to your ears, as people rushed out and in from the comparatively big coffee shop to continue their daily keep up work with a taste of the exotic coffee beans and also intrigued that how this small coffee shop is handled by a 15-year-old.

"One cup of Caffè Macchiato, order table 6!" a manly voice broke out inside the already bustled coffee shop.

As the waiter took the outlandish coffee bean drink from the counter, suddenly a thud open up of the door causing a certain amount of attention to divert towards the door while the 15-year-old owner of the coffee was nowhere to be found.

"Is the coffee shop really open again?!" the boy who just dashed in asked or rather it was the same blue-eyed Namjoon barging into his favorite coffee shop after so many years he couldn't keep a count of.

The part-timer near the counter raised his eyebrows and looked at the panting boy weirdly as if he had run some marathon to reach this shop "Boy can't you see the open board being hung on the door" he reasoned out with Namjoon and just then Seokjin came from the kitchen while drying his hands on his front apron "What is it Hyung, what got you so riled up" the mentioned older just pointed at the still happy and panting Namjoon.

Seokjin's eyes widened as he again got drowned on the ocean blue eyes but got himself together, cleared his throat, and came towards the counter and smiled at the now much calm Namjoon, but didn't expect.

"Oh! You are the suicide boy!" This Namjoon screeched out this Seokjin didn't expect that and yet again his eyes went in the shape of saucers and diversion of the people's attention towards both of the young teens.

Seokjin nervously chuckled and awkwardly smiled not knowing how to handle first of the glaring holes of his hyung, who cares for him secondly the diverted attention of people on the cafe towards him and lastly didn't know how to stop the burning red ears, a poor 15year old caught in a dilemma.

"Nothing, nothing, it is just uh it is just um ya! Best friend things you know? He can get very comical sometimes" Seokjin laughed out loud after uttering this and pulled Namjoon towards himself when all the recipient attention was disturbed away from them.

"What are you doing?! Ah! What was your name? Yes! You, you Kim Namjoon! What was that?! Answer me!" Seokjin spewed to Namjoon with greeted teeth but Namjoon was dazed about one thing "Hya suicide mister! I don't even know who the duck are you and you are calling me your best friend? That is not fair!" and that was the thing going in his mind.

Seokjin facepalmed and said "Don't call me a suicide boy I am Kim Seokjin"

The students were seen rushing at the new start and new beginning or just a starting of the new academic year.

Students having smiles plastered as they ran and dashed towards their classrooms first to find who is having their best friends in their class this year and also to check where his/her crush is or to check which teacher now they are going to be abandoned under this year.

A boy with his head down was walking towards his locker quietly not quiet minding the overly excited serotonin boosted kids.

He groaned when he got a call "Hey Chinese noodle! Listen here!" That is what he heard a Chinese noodle? For fucks sake he is "Hey he is a Korean teokbeokki!" He wanted to again rethink his decision of whether to bang his head on the locker or not.

And he again Gronaed when he saw the culprit or the person telling him 'Korean Teokbeokki' and that was none other than Kim Namjoon.

"You again," Namjoon said with a relatively high-pitched voice and caused Seokjin to let out a frustrated whine but got cut off when they both got cornered by the people calling him Chinese noodle.

"On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair~" Namjoon suddenly started singing and also indicating Seokjin to do something, one thing Seokjin could think of is giving a punch to the senior student's face, take Namjoon's hand, and run!

"Hey you punched him like some hulk so why are we running?" Seokjin panted as he abruptly came to a stop and he stared at Namjoon with an expression telling 'are you serious' "What I knew only that song okay! and no one said to just punch that guy and run!" Seokjin groaned the nth time and ran his hand through the silk locks of his "What Jin you don't speak?" Seokjin looked at him wierdly.

"My name is Seokjin, not Jin" Namjoon suddenly gasped "Oh you do speak! but your name is big enough for me to spell so you call me Joon and I call you Jin simple, and hey look there is a car, how bout a joyride huh new best friend" Namjoon said and ran towards the open car and immediately started the engine causing Seokjin to release an exasperated sigh and rethink his life decisions to run away.

"Hey! hey! slow down! I don't want to die at the mere age of 15!" Seokjin screamed at the top of his lungs and Namjoon in his world driving the car at the maximum high speed with recklessness evident and Namjoon just squealed in joy for getting this joyride with his newly formed Bestfriend.

so heyyyyy the first chapter!!! the meeting of Seokjin and Namjoon and how they became friends!!

do tell me your views how you liked it!!! I am not good with dialogues but please understand and lastly

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*Authornim out of the story now*



Present-day

The buzzing of alarm resonated throughout the small room as the man sleeping on the bed sighed and opened his eyes and looked at the time showcased by the alarm clock, again he sighed and got up from his bed.

He was shirtless showing the amount of workout he is obsessed with or was forced to be obsessed with, he ran a hand through his face and the silk dark locks of his and took a postcard which was kept at the table.

He caressed lightly the dragon drawn with a pen on the opposite side of the address of the postcard, the dragon reminds him of his mother who used to dictate the story of that to him every day while having playtime with her and he desperately misses her.

He took a flight from his bed, burst a hip-hop song on his phone, and begins doing pushups wearing a tie a jacket, and applies the button of his collar sleeves and Seokjin was getting ready for his job.

A red sports car wheezed and stopped in its tracks at the front of the eloquent hotel, and shoes penetrated through the open doors of the car, thinking if it is Seokjin well no it was some other rich CEO.

The person threw his car keys to the keys collector and there, there it was Kim Seokjin with his best friend.

Namjoon suddenly gasped from behind and took the car keys of the sports car from Seokjin's hand and ran towards the car "I am driving" Seokjin panicked and dashed after Namjoon.

Namjoon got into the car like a lightning and closed the door and closed the safety lock and Seokjin was late.

Seokjin stood with his hands resting on top of the window sill of the open window of the car towards the driver seat and Namjoon staring at him with the blue eyes of his mesmerizing Seokjin again.

Seokjin just coughed out a little as it was not, like Not the time to immerse himself inside a reverie "Joonie come out of the car, you know it isn't good and you are going to cause trouble and oh no! Not with that puppy eyes please!"

"Jinnie you are my best friend and always had been, you know me, I am not an idiot come on and hop in, I assure you I will drive slowly and calmly" Seokjin sighed as he lost the best offensive attack of his best friend, puppy eyes with small cute pleading voice for which Jim's defense is always lowered.

"Namjoon! ahh!! stop it oh my god!! stop the damn car idiot!" Seokjin screeched with fear as the car roared up to its highest speed and the driver was none other than Namjoon "Jinnie stop it the fun has just begun woohoo!" Seokjin's eyes widened yet again thinking about every possible way to get out of this sports car.

As they were speeding through the thick crowd of the New York City Seokjin only kept his eyes closed while Namjoon with his one hand on the steering wheel and his half head out of the window was taking in the gush of wild air unto his face.

Seokjin just slightly opened his eyes and what he saw shocked him and he immediately kept his own hands on top of Namjoon's on the steering wheel and screamed "Fucking concentrate Namjoon there is a truck!" Namjoon just kept on staring at the weight of the Seokjin's hand.

The sound of slow buzz music buzzed through the local eating bar-restaurant and a table filled with laughter was resonating through the air.

"And then I was going towards the locker and suddenly some piece of shit senior starts calling me as 'Hey listen to Chinese noddles' and then I turn around to say that I am not Chinese but a Korean but again got interrupted by Namjoon who suddenly screamed that 'No he is a Korean Teokbokki!' and then suddenly Namjoon starts singing Hotel California and I don't know what to do so I just give a square cut punch to the confused senior and we both run for our dear lives, that was funniest and after that, we became like thick friends" Seokjin laughed out loud along with Namjoon and the front seating couple of a man and a woman just giggled and chuckled slightly.

"and You forgot to mention Jin! that after we stopped running we literally went for a joyride! and Shami was in the backseat and how You got freaked out seeing some random girl, now THAT was funny" Namjoon said as the man now sitting beside the girl Shami looked at her "You never said that to me babe" Shami just shrugged and uttered "It is nothing" Namjoon smacked his hands on the table "And your babe was also a lawyer you know?" The man again stunned looked at her.

"What? don't stare at me like that I just grew up and life came by" Shami said as she took a slight sip of the alcoholic beverage gulped that down, took a dried jerky, and with that in her mouth she spoke with pointing fingers to the front towards two young men.

"And I suggest you both grow up also and stop fighting away from the adult responsibilities, Namjoon you are the most intelligent person I have ever met, first you go to Harvard for completing with a science major and then you go to Oxford just for revising you English and Seokjin you literally went away to Konkuk University as the youngest student with acting majors and you both know like over 5 different languages," Shami said but Namjoon had something else on his and also Seokjin and both together said with a very serious tone "Grazie, Merci, Gracias, XieXie and Khamsamida" with this Shami just shook her head.

"See we are not, I mean we are not running away from responsibilities but we just enjoy being like this, What the duck Shami thinks we are not liking our life!?" Namjoon said as he walked with indistinct steps and slurred words because of the alcohol kicking in his system.

Seokjin nodded with a pout and was worst than Namjoon he was stuttering in his step and his eyes almost drooping with sleep "I..K.Now RiGHt!!" He just said that and Namjoon just caught him with his hands under Seokjin's armpit and was now at the end of the aisle.

Seokjin sighed slightly as he rubbed his face a little to get a little sober but it wasn't helping "Hey Joonie I guess we should go on because we have The early Shift of THE JOB WE LOVE!! DID YOU UNDERSTAND ASSHOLE!" Suddenly Seokjin screamed the last part and the asshole was none other than a barking dog at the end of the street.

Namjoon hummed "Sure keep your head swafe fwrom bwurstin owkay Jinnie?" He just spoke in a little voice and they went their ways.

It was the burst of dawn, people awake and fresh as the new day for the new week clicks in, some running to catch the bus for their office and some opening up their shops but only one person just went in a varsity jacket with earbuds planted in his ears as the blast bursting of music obstructed the outside world from the person.

He was smiling and was walking with his hands inside his pant pockets and humming and moving his head to the rhythm of the song he was listening to.

He opened a run-down door of rusted iron and went in, climbed the stairs, and when he reached the desired place he took out his feets soles and kept his shoes nicely at the stand and ringed the bells.

An old woman, not so old opened the door and made a fake annoying face "Namjoon is still getting ready, get in" Seokjin just smiled and bowed to the lady and got in.

The house wasn't as big as the apartment of New York should be but it was homely enough, a dining table where a young girl sat and an old woman, Seokjin went in to sit beside the old woman "How are Wain-gong" the old woman just stared at him.

Suddenly she ordered him something in Korean "Hey go away from that seat, that seat is Waing-gog" Seokjin made an oh with his mouth and moved from there.

He was inspecting the different types of wines kept over the table, he chuckled and said "Don't tell me you are gonna go to your husband's grave just to give him these wine bottles this year" the old woman giggles slightly and again replied with Korean "You don't know Seokjinnie, last death anniversary I put some branded whiskey and drugs and you know the next day it was not there!" she had a comical shocked face and Seokjin slightly laughed "What would I do more for him? so I just do these things" she said or rather moreover mumbled.

Namjoon came just then and kissed the crown of the old woman "He will just want you to move on grandma" and took a piece of bread from the table "Moving on is an American ideology and not Korean" His mother said and Namjoon wore his shoes "You are American don't forget mom" and indicated Seokjin to come, Seokjin nodded and he himself gave a kiss on top of the old woman but the old woman caught his sleeves.

"When are you two going to get married" Seokjin just laughed slightly "We are just friends amma" the old woman just huffed and indicated to him to go away.

The unqualified sound of the engine was buzzing through the road of New York City as the bus was reaching its destined places.

Inside sat Namjoon and Seokjin together side by side talking with each other but their voice quite muffled and couldn't be heard clearly because of the commotion of people inside the bus "Hey Jin you know that is the boy my mom would have wanted to be had come out of her vagina" Seokjin looked at the pointed direction and saw boy literally typing his article in his laptop for which both of them laughed.

Their laughter died moments after as they saw a man or rather a Korean come to them especially eyeing Seokjin carefully and his eyes fell upon the dragon pendant of his and Seokjin looked at him wierdly "Give that pendent to me and you and this boyfriend of yours will be safe" the man said in Korean for which Namjoon didn't quite understand what he uttered, but Seokjin just held his pendent tight but he didn't deny the part of boyfriend "Do you know him Jin?" Namjoon asked in pure English for which Seokjin gave a firm no.

"So Kim Seokjin, son of Kim Bin Woo you choose the hard path," The man said and a drop of sweat bead fell from Seokjin's forehead and Namjoon just stared between them oblivious to the situation's seriousness.

 SO WELP another chapter!!!! I like you all giving some hunch before the other chapter! *evil laughter* I am very bad at names tho*sad face suddenly* *too sudden mood changes*

So yeah Seokjin's father is Kim Bin Woo, the most feared, welp how is the chapter!

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