Episode - 1

Darkness spread around the Earth.

The only source of light was the silver-yellow glow of the Moon, hanging quietly in the frozen sky. Surrounded by little dusky stars.

Winter had wrapped its arms around the Earth, and last night's snowfall lay like a soft, endless white duvet.

It was early morning but the has yet to be seen. Due to the clouds.

The ground drowned in the cold stillness of night... yet faint chirps of early birds echoed - desperate parents searching for food for their babies.

A cold, fresh breeze whispered through the dense forest, weaving between small shrubs, as if kissing them softly.

It danced around towering trees, curling like invisible ribbons of mist.

Finally, the breeze drifted towards a small, hidden place - where houses quietly stood.

About 10 to 15 of them, huddled together... beautiful enough to seem unreal. Magical.

The walls and rooftops of the houses were painted black, but the fresh snow had coated their roofs in pure white.

Small lamps flickered gently inside every house and along the empty road, casting soft golden glows against the snow.

As we move further, a large house - no, a mansion - rises into a view.

Three times the size of the other homes, with a grand door at its entrance, wrapped in silver plating and carved with intricate floral designs with some gems.

The mansion stood proud, yet... tonight, an unusual silence blanketed the entire place.

Not just the mansion - the whole hidden village.

It wasn't the silence of a winter night... it was different.

Heavy. Unknown. Unspoken.

As if the air itself was holding its breath.

This place, known only as Lunaria, lay hidden deep within the forest - far from human eyes.

Or rather... to hide from them.

But if you look closer... the reason for the heavy silence reveals itself.

Inside the mansion's grand prayer room, everything glowed in ethereal white.

The walls, tall and flawless.

Huge, door-sized windows were veiled by flowing white curtains that swayed gently in the cold breeze, whispering secrets to the night.

Unlike the rustic village outside, the architecture of this room was almost celestial - delicate, ancient, divine.

At the center stood a towering statue of the Moon Goddess.

Carved from silver and marble, so lifelike that it felt as though the Goddess herself was watching, listening.

Those who entered couldn't help but kneel, hearts heavy with reverence.

In her presence, every burden melted... every worry drifted away... replaced by an overwhelming sense of peace and compassion.

Before the Goddess, seated on a wooden white bench, was a handsome man - mid-thirties, sharp yet gentle features.

Clinging to him was a beautiful woman, her face buried in his embrace, tears staining his clothes as she wept.

His voice was low and comforting, soft words and gentle hands trying to soothe her broken heart.

Watching them quietly, hearts shattered yet faces calm, stood the people of the Lunaria village - the Witches.

Their eyes glistened with unshed tears as they prayed to the Moon Goddess... for their Master.

Their Saviour.

The man seated before them... he wasn't just anyone.

He was their light, their protector, the warmth in long winters, the mischief in dull days.

The one who shared food with them, laughed with them, teased them, played silly pranks - their beloved J-Hope, real name Jung Hoseok.

The atmosphere was dull. And why not? Their favourite person was leaving them. Going to be an Angle. After 500yrs of his hardwork. Saving lives of people and changing their lives with thoughts and not magic. Showing them right track towards God.

And it resulted him to finally be able to became the disciple of Moon Goddess. He will meet to her - where is soul truly belongs. No physical form only spirit. Only purpose. From now on he become her disciple, her hands among the stars - managing not just this small world…but the entire universe. Ofcourse reaching her side isn't immediate. There are trails. Steps.

"Shh... don't cry, Love."

Hoseok whispered, gently patting Yuna's back, his hand moving in slow circles, trying to soothe her.

His heart clenched painfully at the sight of her tears - he couldn't bear to see her like this.

But they were both helpless.

Fate was cruel, and they both knew it.

"Can't you... stay?"

She whispered, her voice trembling as she looked up at him with glossy, tear-filled eyes.

Her lips pouted, and the strength she usually carried crumbled when it came to him.

She was strong - everyone said so - but around him, she was fragile.

And she hated it.

She didn't want to be apart from him again.

But fate... fate always seemed to pull them apart.

"I'm sorry, my love,"

He murmured, brushing his thumb across her damp cheek, wiping away her tears.

Her skin was soft beneath his touch, flushed not from the cold, but from crying too much.

Her nose was red, her eyes swollen - yet she was still the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

"But don't worry... I'll be there whenever you miss me. Just call my name."

His voice was soft, almost a whisper, filled with promises he wished he could keep.

"Then you have to stay with me all the time..."

She sniffled, her voice barely audible as she buried herself into his embrace again.

Her arms tightened around him like she feared he'd vanish the second she let go - and maybe, deep down, she did.

She didn't want him to leave.

Not again.

"You remember the first time we met? In this life of yours..."

Hoseok chuckled softly, the sound warm and nostalgic.

"You hugged me so tightly, I actually fell down."

"Don't laugh now..."

She muttered, cheeks flushing at the memory, but a small, shy smile tugged at her lips.

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...End of Chapter...

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...💖🪽🌌🌙💫🌸🤍🔮✨🌿...

...That's all for today ...

...Bye bye, Starling 👋!!...

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