Stumbling back in disbelief, you stopped your mouth from falling ajar. A quick and blunt "no" coming out as soon as you registered the statement that had just left the doc's mouth. 

You weren't an optimistic let's face it. Once upon a time - a year to be exact - you would have been but now...you were nothing but that. 

You had lost all hope of the return of V.I.R.T.U.E. 

You weren't one of those typical female protagonists who waltzed around the city or village looking for potential heroes to help bring back her dream. 

Hope was a word whose meaning had become numb and non-existent. You had spent half of the year moping around the house with nothing to do with yourself. The only time your father had seen you outside of the house was either feeding the cats, the hospital or your mothers grave. You lived off instant noodles and the muscles you once trained so hard to maintain had all but gone. Hope was nothing to you and you gave up a long time ago. V.I.R.T.U.E was never going to come back. 

You screwed up and that's why V.I.R.T.U.E fell. 

You failed in keeping the director safe, hence creating a lack of faith in the citizens. 

You led V.I.R.T.U.E, the pillar of hope, to the grave. 

Unknowingly you eyes weld up with tears. You never cry. You hadn't cried since your mother's death. You had held in all the guilt for the past year it had finally gotten to its boiling point and you finally let it out. For the first time in years, a hot tear trickled down your cheek. 

"No." You said again but with less strength. The determination in both Jungkook and Minjin's face immediately dissolved once they say the tear fall from your left eye. "No." Your voice was barely audible but they both hear it loud and clear. Your whisper shattering through the stuffy atmosphere of the apartment. 

Walking over cautiously, Minjin cupped your cheeks in the palms of her hand and enveloped you into a comforting embrace. 

Jungkook knew exactly how you felt. The both of you were responsible for patrolling the second floor but someone you let the witch slip through your fingers. Even though the two of you had caught on you were too late. She was simply too powerful for the two of you to fight. No matter how hard the two of you tried she was always one step ahead. He knew exactly how you felt because he had spent the entire year blaming himself. But seeing you reminded him of why he wanted to be a demon hunter in the first place. Seeing you sparked the memories of training and the good times he had spent in the headquarters. He wanted that again and he will bring V.I.R.T.U.E back. 

Then suddenly, everything Minjin had been trying to tell him was starting to make sense. 

All he needed was hope. The spark which was once lost had been rekindled in Jungkook's doe-like eyes. 

"I get it now Minjin." He suddenly spoke before stalking towards the wall full of sticky notes and photos. "You seen all these crime scenes?" Pulling each photograph off the board one by one Jungkook examined them closely. "Have you noticed that there have only been seven killings in each city?" Minjin could tell the clogs in Jungkooks were spinning, the old Jungkook was back. "Following right after the fall of V.I.R.T.U.E. surely the news would have reached the 5th dimension. If I had heard about the fall of my enemy the first I would be doing would be deploying troops to finally take over but they didn't. That witch could have killed our director but she didn't. Following the fall all was anything but busy. Killing halted for months, with only seven in each city resurfacing just recently. Governments change and rules involving V.I.R.T.U.E had been deemed illegal. V.I.R.T.U.E was first set up to act as a pillar of hope. To prevent curfews and chaos and the government personally banned and shut it down." After Jungkook's big speech all the photos Minjin had strategically arranged back be removed and replaced with new ones. "Seven deaths...Seven cities which V.I.R.T.U.E operated in...tell me that's not a coincidence." Finally, Jungkook had stopped rearranging. Turning to face the two of you, by this time, you had broken the embrace to listen to Jungkook. The nonsense he was speaking was somewhat making sense. "Something fishy is happening here." 

No matter how much everything Jungkook was saying was making sense you still couldn't believe it. This was fueling your hope and curiosity and never ended well, you needed to get out of here before you ruined the life you had so perfectly built up for yourself. 

Shaking your head vigorously you forced yourself to the front door. "I'm sorry I can't help you." Was all you said before you closed the door behind yourself. 

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"The fire in this dimension is nothing compared to the one we can find in ours." Capturing the fire in his hand, the male tenderly played with the flame. The flame casted an orange glow over the male's face, making his demonic feature more prominent. His fork tongue came out, touching the flame he had captured previously, a hiss quickly following afterwards. "Tastes gross too."

"Did you just eat fire?" Curiously, the younger child stared at the demon, eyes filled with curiosity.

"I feel like that is a normal for him hun." Taking a stand next to the child, the women raked her fingers through her hair, the sensation sending chills instead of comfort down her spin. 

"You wanna try some?" The male pushed his palm a little closer to the child standing next to him but the women was quick to retract her from his idiotic practices. 

Scowling at the male, the female guided the child back to the stuffed bear which was previously left sitting on the floor. The three-headed dog plushie was happily welcomed back into the child's arms. "Cerberus!" 

"Don't understand, we have plenty of food here. It's been an hour since Pride went out for a feeding, I swear to all the gods of the Overworld if he is~"

"Language." The female warned before gesturing to the child behind them.

"Going around slamming a mortal l-like the handsome man he~" Pausing for a second, it took a second for the demon to process what he has just said but once he did he was enraged, they didn't call him Wrath for nothing. "Get your 'handsome face' out here before I personally send you to the land of the Overworld," and just like that, Pride revealed himself from behind the door. 

"Good evening Wrath." Smiling cynically, Pride looked at the male with amusement. "You're so easy to mess around with Wrath." 

"You are asking for it." Scrunching his fist together, Wrath rid the small flame in his palm and lunged forward, ready to throw a punch, only to be stopped but the female who had been idly watching their small quarrel. 

"Anyone down for a game of darts." The female had meant for the inquiry to come out in a soft tone but instead, it sounded more like a demand than a question. She waited a few seconds before throwing the first dart onto the board.  "Save us all a headache and make sure Jimin doesn't hear about your little quarrel. We've already endured 230 years without a member, I'm not letting you two dinguses extend that for another 230."

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HI LOVES!

How have you guys been? I hope you all have been doing well and are healthy. I'm sorry I've been so inactive, I just finished my semester of uni so I have heaps of free time now. Throughout the semester, I have been trying to get myself to write but I feel like I've just lost my touch. This story means so much to me and I don't want to give up on it but at the same time, I don't want to keep promising you all-new chapters I'm not happy with. So this might be the last chapter to come out for a while. I'm trying to get back into the swing of things and to do that I have been writing quick one-shots ( which has honestly been helping ). So lookout for a new book. I might just work on the oneshot novel for now and when I have inspiration I will go back to this one. 

I'm sorry , but I will tryyy my hardest to find my inspiration again.