The Devil's Rose (Taekook)
Episode 1: The Devil Who Feared Nothing
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The underworld was a place untouched by time. A kingdom carved from the bones of the damned, where rivers of fire flowed endlessly and the sky was an abyss without stars. Shadows whispered through the halls of the Obsidian Palace, their voices lost in the suffocating silence.
And at the heart of it all sat Jungkook.
A being of untold power. A ruler without mercy. The Devil himself.
His throne, forged from the blackest stone, towered above the vast chamber. He rested lazily against it, fingers tapping against the cold armrest, golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim torchlight. His kingdom stretched beyond the reach of light, where no god dared to step.
Yet even he knew that the heavens watched him with unease.
For centuries, the gods had feared him. Feared his strength. Feared his dominion over death itself. They had sent warriors, angels, and even celestial beasts to tear him from his throne.
None had succeeded.
But the gods were not done.
They had found another way.
The Gathering of the Gods
God of light
“Jungkook has grown too powerful.” His voice rang like a bell, rippling through the air. “The balance of the realms is on the verge of collapse.”
god's of fate
(tilting her head, amused): “Power alone does not make one untouchable. Even the strongest can fall... if given the right weakness.”
God of war
“But he has none.” His voice was sharp, his expression cold. “We have tried. Weapons, war, and destruction cannot reach him.”
The Goddess of Fate only smiled. She stepped forward, delicate fingers weaving golden threads into the air. They shimmered like stardust, twisting into an image yet unseen.
god's of fate
“Then let us give him one.”
The gods watched in silence as the prophecy unfolded before them.
"The Devil will not fall to war. He will fall to love."
The words echoed through the sacred halls. And as they were spoken, fate itself began to move.
A heavy silence loomed over the underworld, broken only by the distant wails of lost souls. The Obsidian Palace remained as it always had—untouched, eternal. But tonight, the air was heavier, the shadows restless.
A sudden shift in the atmosphere made Jungkook’s golden eyes flicker. He felt it.
Something had changed.
Before he could dwell on the feeling, the chamber doors creaked open. A hooded figure stepped forward, bathed in the flickering glow of torches. One of his most trusted demons.
The demon knelt immediately, pressing his forehead to the ground.
demon servent
“My Lord, the gods have spoken.”
Jungkook remained motionless, his expression unreadable.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
“And?”
The demon hesitated before lifting his head. His voice, usually unwavering, was laced with something rare—hesitation.
demon servent
“They have placed a curse upon you.”
For the first time in centuries, a sliver of amusement flickered across Jungkook’s face. He leaned forward, resting his chin against his hand.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
(chuckling) “A curse? Is that their latest attempt? How predictable.”
The demon swallowed, lowering his gaze
demon servent
“It is unlike any other, my Lord.”
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, motioning for him to continue.
demon servent
(hesitantly) “You will not fall by blade or war… but by love.”
Silence.
Then—laughter.
Deep, dark, unforgiving laughter that rumbled through the chamber, shaking the walls of the underworld itself.
Jungkook threw his head back, laughing as if the gods had told the greatest joke in existence.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
(mocking tone) “Love? A curse?” (smirks, shaking his head) “The gods truly are fools.”
He leaned forward again, golden eyes glinting with dangerous amusement.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
Tell me, where is this love I am supposed to find?”
The demon’s hesitation returned. His fingers trembled against the cold stone floor.
demon servent
“…The one fated for you… has not yet been born.”
For the first time that night, Jungkook’s smirk faltered. It was brief, almost imperceptible—but it was there.
The gods had not simply cursed him with love.
They had cursed him with waiting.
With anticipation.
With the knowledge that somewhere, someday, a single person would be his downfall.
The silence in the chamber was thick, suffocating. But then, Jungkook’s lips curled into something dark—a smirk sharper than any blade.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
(low, coldly amused) “Then let them be born.”
He stood, his presence overwhelming, golden eyes burning with defiance.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
“Let fate try its best.” (voice dripping with venom) “No mortal. No god. No prophecy can control me.”
His voice echoed through the underworld, a warning to all who dared to challenge him.
He was the Devil.
He did not kneel. He did not break.
Not yet.
Episode 2: The Mortal Born for the Devil
For centuries, Jungkook ruled untouched, undefeated, unchallenged. The curse the gods placed upon him was nothing more than a whisper in the shadows, a prophecy he refused to acknowledge.
But fate does not wait for permission.
And on one fated night, beneath a blood-red moon, Taehyung was born.
The Mortal Realm – A Child with an Unseen Fate
The winds howled through the darkened sky as lightning tore across the heavens. The world trembled as if it sensed something had shifted—as if fate itself had rewritten its course.
In a secluded village, hidden between towering mountains, a woman screamed in pain. The midwives rushed to her side, their hands trembling as they helped her bring a new life into the world.
And then, in an instant, the cries of a newborn echoed through the night.
The storm outside raged violently, but inside that small home, everything fell into silence. The moment the child opened his eyes, the flames in the fireplace flickered unnaturally.
A strange presence filled the room—one that no mortal could understand.
The midwives exchanged wary glances. The air was different, thick with something unseen, unknown. The child's eyes, dark as the night sky, stared at them with an unsettling calmness. As if he already knew.
As if he had been waiting.
The mother, exhausted but filled with warmth, reached for her son and whispered, “Taehyung… my beautiful Taehyung.”
She did not know.
She did not see the invisible threads of fate wrapping around her child.
She did not hear the gods whispering, "The one fated for the Devil has been born."
The Underworld – The Devil Feels It
Jungkook sat on his throne, fingers lazily tracing patterns on the armrest. It had been years since the gods’ so-called prophecy. Years of silence, years of waiting for a fate he did not believe in.
Yet tonight, something was different.
A sudden, sharp pulse rippled through the underworld. The flames that had burned endlessly for centuries flickered. The air around him grew heavy, thick with a presence he did not recognize.
Jungkook’s golden eyes narrowed.
His demons noticed the shift too, exchanging uneasy glances. Never had the underworld's flames wavered. Never had its ruler stilled so suddenly.
A figure hesitantly stepped forward and knelt.
demon servent
“My Lord… what is happening?”
Jungkook didn't answer. He didn't know.
But something within him whispered.
Something dark.
Something dangerous.
And for the first time in centuries, Jungkook felt it.
A disturbance. A shift in fate.
Somewhere in the mortal realm… his curse had begun.
Episode 3: The Signs of Fate
Years passed. The world changed, yet one thing remained untouched—Jungkook’s reign in the underworld. The gods’ curse was a mere whisper to him, an illusion meant to shake his power.
And yet…
Something was different.
The Mortal Realm – A Child Unlike Any Other
The village remained small, hidden among the vast forests and mountains, far from the wars of kings and the greed of men. But within this quiet place, a boy grew.
Taehyung.
He was unlike the other children. From the moment he could walk, strange things followed him.
The flames of torches flickered in his presence. The cold never touched him, even in the heart of winter. And the shadows… they moved when he did.
He saw things no one else could. Shapes in the dark. Whispers in the wind.
His mother called him special. The villagers called him cursed.
And the priests? They feared him.
Temple of the Gods – The Priest’s Warning
One evening, as the sun dipped below the mountains, Taehyung’s mother took him to the temple. The priests had called for him.
Inside the stone walls, incense burned thickly in the air, masking the scent of fear. The High Priest stood before them, his wrinkled face pale, hands trembling.
high persist
This child… he is not meant for this world.”
His mother’s grip on Taehyung tightened.
woman
“He is my son.” (firmly) “And he is no different than any other child.”
The priest’s eyes flickered to Taehyung, who stared back with unsettling calmness.
high persist
(low voice) “No normal child bends the shadows to his will.”
Taehyung didn’t speak. He only tilted his head slightly.
And the torches lining the temple walls flickered all at once.
The priests flinched.
high persist
(whispering, almost in fear) “The gods did not bless him… they cursed him.”
His mother gasped, holding Taehyung protectively.
high persist
(interrupting) “His fate is already decided. He does not belong to this world… He belongs to the Devil.”
The Underworld – The Devil’s Growing Restlessness
Jungkook sat upon his throne, eyes closed, yet his mind refused to be still.
Something was happening. He could feel it. A shift in the air, a tug at the edges of his power—something pulling.
He exhaled, his golden eyes slowly opening. The throne room was silent, yet the flames flickered unnaturally.
Jungkook’s fingers tapped idly against the cold stone armrest.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
(low, muttering to himself) “Why now?
For years, there had been nothing. No signs. No changes.
But now… the underworld itself felt it.
A presence. A life.
A mortal.
Jungkook’s golden eyes darkened.
jeon Jungkook (the devil king)
(low, dangerous) “I will not be bound by fate.”
He stood, his dark robes flowing behind him as he stepped forward. The shadows curled at his feet.
If the gods thought they could chain him to their prophecy, they were mistaken.
He would find this disturbance.
And he would end it.
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