The Devil's Rose (Taekook) 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.