The Devil's Rose (Taekook)
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.
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This child… he is not meant for this world.”
His mother’s grip on Taehyung tightened.
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“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.
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(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.
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(whispering, almost in fear) “The gods did not bless him… they cursed him.”
His mother gasped, holding Taehyung protectively.
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(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.
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(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.
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(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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