7 TEARS OF FATE
CHAPTER 1
I have lived six lives… but none of them have led to a happy ending.
In my first life, I was greedy. I was jealous—furious—that someone unknown had suddenly appeared and tried to seduce my prince. I let my anger consume me, tormenting that person to the point where I tried to take their life with my own hands. But in the end, it was my fiancé who killed me.
In my second life, I was reborn—back to the time before they had even met. I thought perhaps God pitied me, granting me another chance. I used it well, making sure they never crossed paths. But fate is cruel, isn't it? Despite everything, they met once more, fell in love, and I was executed by an unknown man for daring to interfere.
The third time, I returned further—back to my childhood. I wasn’t bright, nor was I ever favored by my family. To them, I was nothing more than the son of a duke and a lowly maid he had taken by accident. In that life, I didn’t make it far. I died after drinking poisoned tea—delivered by the hands of our own servants.
In my fourth life, Furthermore, I ran. I ran as far as I could, desperate to escape them and live quietly, far removed from their world. But even that path led to ruin. I was caught by human traffickers and sold to an old man who—
…I became filthy. I couldn’t bear it, so I took my own life.
The fifth time, I woke to sunlight. I was alive… again.
I broke down, trembling and weeping uncontrollably. The people around me thought I was playing the victim. In my despair, I grabbed the knight’s sword by my bedside and plunged it into my heart. I didn't think anything but to just go for an afterlife...
Free from this misery life...
Yet, here I am. Alive once more.
This is my sixth life.
After everything, I finally decided to end everything... But something made me more determined than ever to escape the fate that haunts me. I succeeded. I avoided every red flag, every thread of doom that once unraveled my existence.
Furthermore, I found someone—a man who truly loved me. We built a family together, and I gave birth to our son. Yes… I can give birth.
I thought, perhaps, this life would finally be different.
But fate… still has not let me go.
They took him from me.
How much more must I endure?
Kim Taehyung
*Crack Voice* Pl-please... D...don't close your eyes...
I was holding my beloved... I was trembling as I held his almost lifeless body...
Kim Taehyung
Please.... I beg you....
I was crying uncontrollably...
Why did they take the only person who made me feel loved....
Did I commit some unforgettable sin in a life I can't remember?
I know... I know I made one mistake in my very first life.
But why must I suffer through six lives because of it?
Isn't one punishment enough to seek redemption?
Isn't one life of pain enough to atone?
Why... Why does it have to be this way?
...
I... Love... You.. *Smile*
Kim Taehyung
*Scream as he felt his beloved finally closed his eyes*
CHAPTER 2
Astimeon
You have suffered enough at their hands...
Astimeon
Fear not, for I shall be the one to guide you now.... *Put his palm on Taehyung tired eyes to sleep, as he smiled sadly at his broken child*
A voice, unfamiliar yet gentle, echoed in the emptiness.
It felt like a distant light cutting through the shadows that had long consumed me. For a fleeting moment, the weight on my heart lessened—though it did nothing to mend the pieces of my shattered soul.
This must be my seventh life.
The thought lingered as I slowly rose, sitting upright in the stillness of my chambers.
My gaze drifted to the window, where the pale morning light bled softly through the glass. I sat there, unmoving, watching the world stir beyond the fragile barrier—silent, as if afraid that any motion might shatter this fragile moment of peace.
Kim Taehyung
(...I'm tried...)
My eyes held no spark as I slowly rose from the bed. The chamber felt cold, but I paid it no mind.
The chamber felt cold, but I paid it no mind. Step by step, I drifted beyond the room’s confines, moving through the quiet halls like a shadow.
Beneath the silver glow of the full moon, I sat on the bench, gazing upwards as if the light alone could piece together the fragments of my soul.
Unbeknownst to Taehyung, someone had seen him slip away into the night. A figure approached, draped in shadows, with a thick blanket in hand.
...
It is long past midnight… why are you not asleep?
His voice was calm—gentle, yet laced with an edge that kept others at a distance.
Taehyung shifted his gaze to Jin, greeting him with a tone no warmer than his own.
Kim Taehyung
Good evening… Duchess Kim.
A small nod accompanied his words, respectful yet detached. Jin lowered himself onto the bench beside him, and together they looked out over the moonlit sky in silence.
Kim Seokjin
You have yet to answer my question.
Kim Taehyung
I cannot sleep… something lingers on my mind.
There was a veil of mystery in his tone. Jin could sense it—something was different about the boy tonight. The subtle shifts in his expression, the distant glimmer in his eyes… it was unlike him.
The cold wind brushed against Jin’s skin, seeping into his bones. Yet when he glanced at Taehyung, the young man sat still, unbothered by the chill. His face betrayed no discomfort, as though he were sculpted from the very stone beneath them.
Kim Seokjin
You must hold great affection for the moon.
Kim Taehyung
I am… the moon is everything to me.
A faint trace of sorrow laced his words, catching Jin’s attention.
He had never been close to Taehyung. The boy was not his by blood, and truthfully, Jin held no affection for him. Yet, he had never been cruel either. Ignoring him had seemed like enough. They rarely spoke, and when they did, it was never for long.
But tonight, as he sat beside him beneath the moon’s gentle gaze, Jin felt the quiet weight Taehyung carried—a burden left unspoken. And though the words remained unvoiced, he could feel them hanging in the air between them.
Author: I might finish thid piece first as I felt this story wouldn't leave my mind... And i think this story might only take 100 chapters hehee
CHAPTER 3
The two sat in silence, the soft rustle of leaves and the faint hum of the wind the only sounds that lingered between them. The night stretched on, quiet and undisturbed, until Taehyung’s voice broke the stillness.
Kim Taehyung
I wish… I had never been born.
The words struck like a sudden chill, causing Jin to turn his head sharply toward the boy. His eyes narrowed, but he said nothing, allowing Taehyung to continue.
Kim Taehyung
I know the Duchess has never cared for me…
Kim Taehyung
I’ve long since stopped yearning for affection. Not from you… nor the Duke.
Jin’s gaze hardened, his hands unconsciously curling into fists.
Kim Seokjin
You are not wrong. I despise you. Because of you, my family nearly crumbled.
Taehyung glanced at Jin’s clenched hand but returned his gaze to the moon, unfazed.
Kim Taehyung
Then why did you not abandon me?
Jin’s jaw tightened, his voice cold but steady.
Kim Seokjin
You bear the blood of House Kim.
Kim Seokjin
Whatever disdain I hold, I am not so cruel as to cast away a child born of my husband.
A faint, bitter chuckle escaped Taehyung’s lips.
Kim Taehyung
Would it not have been kinder to send me to the orphanage instead?
Kim Seokjin
What are you implying?
Taehyung’s eyes remained fixed on the moon, his voice growing softer but sharper—like the edge of a blade.
Kim Taehyung
Here is killing me... slowly. Can you not see it?
Jin’s frown deepened, unease stirring within him.
Kim Taehyung
If you all wish for my death..
Kim Taehyung
—if poisoning my meals is not enough
Kim Taehyung
—why not simply hand me a knife and let me finish the task myself?
Jin’s breath caught. His eyes widened as he turned to Taehyung, disbelief clouding his expression.
Kim Seokjin
W-what… poison?
At last, Taehyung met his gaze. The boy’s eyes were devoid of warmth, cold and lifeless as the surface of the moon above.
A deep, unsettling emptiness reflected back at Jin, sending a shiver down his spine.
Kim Taehyung
All I desire now is rest… nothing more.
He smiled—a faint, fragile curve of the lips that did not reach his eyes. Rising from the bench, Taehyung bowed lightly.
Kim Taehyung
Goodnight, Duchess Kim.
Without another word, he turned and disappeared into the shadows of the hall, leaving Jin alone beneath the pale light of the moon.
Jin remained seated, his thoughts circling the boy’s parting words, unable to shake the cold that now pressed against his heart.
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