Psychotic Obsession (Taekook Fanfiction)
Chapter 1 ~
Me and my brothers are the princes of hell. We are the demons that lurk in the shadow of the high-end community. The monsters, ready to unleash at any moment on the people of this Europhia island. We all are loyal to our master, he created us, and he bought out the monsters inside us. Master has done an excellent job on creating and bringing out the monsters inside us, we are his soldiers, his loyal weapons.
The master's first found child and the right hand of him is Suga the clodest, and cruelest. He's the first prince of our hell known as Mammon - the prince of greed.
After the master it's him whose commands we follow because he knows each one of us, our darkest desires and keeps them at bay. He knows how to control us, and our impulsive actions. He leads us, trains us.
Then comes the second child and the master's own blood, his own biological son Namjoon known as Asmodeus - the prince of lust. The most handsome, ethereal in his looks but far too deadly to be anywhere near.
He might be quiet, he might be reserved, but he revels in shedding blood and hearing the screams of his innocent victims.
Third it's me aka Jungkook known as Leviathan - the prince of envy. Master found me when I killed my own parents and I loved the scent of blood that day. That was the day when my monster came out. I don't need people's submission but yes I crave their fear, their screams, their begs to spare their life it makes my soul feel more powerful like a devil itself.
Last but not least there's Jhope and Jimin. They both are best friends yet boyfriends who are s*x obsessed and f*ck each other almost 24/7 somehow they both are also obsessed with Suga. Jhope is beelzebub - prince of gluttony and Jimin the youngest amongst us is belpheghor - prince of sloth.
The cruelest thing about them is they love killing in the most brutal and gruesome way and lose their control easily and the worst part is that they both get turned on by killing people..
Master has not found the other two princes yet but for now we are enough.
We entered our home, the largest mansion on the island. Even though we had a choice to live separately, we chose to stay together. All of us are paranoid for one reason or another—a touch co-dependent and staying in pack gives you more security and power.
jhope (gluttony)
Wanna get on your knees for me Jimin?? (asks playfully)
jimin (sloth)
(blushing with that thought)
Namjoon (lust)
You guys just f*cked each other around 20 mins ago please don't start it now. And why the hell I have my room besides their room I can't sleep peacefully. (said with irritation)
Jungkook (envy)
(chuckles slightly) I feel pity for you brother.
well in my case Sex has never interested me. It so… burdensome. I’ve had it, just to say I have, but it’s never been anything special. I never got turned like Jhope or Jimin with the sight of blood or violence I just like the feeling of blood on my hands. The sweet metallic tang that fills the air. I live for it.
jimin (sloth)
what's for dinner today? I am hungry (pouts)
Suga (greed)
I can take care of the dinner today
Jungkook (envy)
I'm fine with it
Jungkook (envy)
I'm going to freshen up call me when it's ready
I went into my room. Our rooms are the only place where we can be impulsive, I find my escape in my room I let the darkness consume me and my soul. However it's been a while since I've taken someone's life my body itches I need someone to give me a soul, give me a prey to kill, give me someone's demise.
I looked around my room's wall where I have kept the photographs of my favorite kills. The mutilation, the blood, the way their eyes dark with death. Life snuffed out. A skull in the corner.
I’m in what can be as close to my happy place as possible.
Do I even feel happiness?
I don’t know. I have emotions… I think. I don’t pay attention to them if I do. Fear, hatred, joy, pleasure, it’s all wrapped up in a twisted sick bow in my black heart filled with venom.
Jungkook (envy)
(looks in the mirror) I need to kill someone. I need a f*cking soul...
I really need a prey I can't....(breathes heavily)
Jungkook (envy)
no....I can... control myself... until the master says. He chooses. He decides. No unnecessary killing because that would draw attention to us.
I groan in defeat, knocking my fists against the wall until they’re bloodied, drawing my tongue up the cracked skin once I’m done
I took the knife from my night stand. I held it against my shoulder where my scars showed my darkness and slashed it again letting the blood drip from my body. It normally calms me down, tames me and I need this now to remember the rules and control.
Blood raining down from my body. It's like a drug to me...
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