In the aftermath of their first tender kiss, Myul-mang and Dong-kyung stood entwined on the terrace, their hearts beating in unison as they gazed up at the twinkling stars above. The world around them faded into the background as they basked in the warmth of their newfound connection, each moment etched with an indelible sense of belonging.

Dong-kyung nestled closer to Myul-mang, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never want this moment to end," she confessed, her words tinged with longing.

Myul-mang tightened his embrace, his voice husky with emotion. "Nor do I," he replied, his words a silent vow to cherish every precious moment they shared.

(Love Sight (널 보면 시간이 멈춰 어느 순간에도) · TOMORROW X TOGETHER - Doom at Your Service (Original Television Soundtrack) starts playing in the background as Myul-mang and Tak Dong-kyung sit together.)

Together, they sat beneath the starlit sky, their hearts speaking volumes in the quiet of the night. In each other's arms, they found solace and strength, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead with unwavering determination and boundless love.

"Today will be painful for the lovers. May they be at peace," she murmured softly. Her words carry a weight of foresight and inevitability. As the goddess of fate, Shin understood the intricacies of love and loss, the delicate balance between joy and sorrow that bound the hearts of mortals.

As the lovers stood locked in their embrace, a sudden chill swept over the terrace, sending shivers down their spines. With a sense of foreboding, they turned to find Angma standing behind them, his presence casting a shadow over their moment of bliss.

"Hello, lovely couple," Angma's voice cut through the silence, his tone dripping with malice. The air grew heavy with tension as he stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Myul-mang and Dong-kyung with an unsettling intensity.

Myul-mang's grip tightened protectively around Dong-kyung, a silent warning to Angma of his boundaries. Yet, despite the threat that loomed before them, they stood their ground, their love serving as a shield against the darkness that sought to consume them.

Angma's presence sent a ripple of unease through the air, his sinister aura palpable as he gazed upon the couple with a cold, calculating stare. Myul-mang tensed, his instincts on high alert as he prepared to face the looming threat.

"What are you doing here, Angma?" Myul-mang's voice was low and dangerous, his grip tightening around Dong-kyung's hand as he instinctively moved to shield her from harm.Angma's lips curled into a malicious smirk, a glint of malevolence dancing in his eyes. "Oh, just a little chat, my dear brother," he replied, his tone dripping with mockery. "I couldn't help but notice the newfound affection between you and your little mortal plaything."

Dong-kyung bristled at the derogatory term, her gaze flashing with defiance as she stepped closer to Myul-mang, seeking refuge in his protective embrace. "She's not a plaything," Myul-mang interjected, his voice firm with conviction. "She's my partner, my equal."

Angma's laughter echoed like a sinister melody in the night, his amusement palpable as he circled the couple with predatory grace. "How quaint," he mused, his eyes gleaming with malice. "But you see, dear brother, mortals are fragile creatures. They crumble like dust beneath the weight of eternity."

Dong-kyung bristled at the derogatory term, her gaze flashing with defiance as she stepped forward to stand beside Myul-mang. "Angma," she retorted, her voice trembling with suppressed anger. "Leave us alone."

Angma's laughter echoed like a sinister melody in the night, sending shivers down Dong-kyung's spine as she struggled to maintain her composure. "Ah, but you see, my dear mortal," he taunted, his eyes flicking towards her with a glint of amusement. "Your beloved Myul-mang isn't quite what he seems."

Myul-mang stiffened at the implication, his eyes narrowing in suspicion as he regarded Angma with a wary gaze. "What do you mean?" he demanded, his voice edged with barely concealed anger.

Angma's smirk widened into a malevolent grin, his gaze flickering with sadistic delight as he leaned in closer, his voice a whisper of darkness in the night. "Do you really think he's told you everything, little mortal?" he hissed, his breath cold against Dong-kyung's skin. "Do you know what he's capable of when he loses control?"

"Once, long ago, your beloved Myul-mang lost control of his powers," Angma recounted, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight as he reveled in the telling of his tale. "He went on a killing spree, slaughtering thousands in a blind rage of bloodlust and madness."

Myul-mang's expression darkened at the mention of his past sins, his eyes haunted by the memories of his own monstrous actions. "That was a long time ago," he growled, his voice heavy with remorse and regret. "I've changed since then."

But Angma merely laughed, his amusement tinged with cruelty as he materialized a shimmering dagger in his hand. "Have you really, dear brother?" he sneered, his eyes flashing with malice as he prepared to strike. "Or are you still the same monster you've always been?"

With a swift and fluid motion, Angma lunged forward, the dagger gleaming ominously in the moonlight as he aimed for Myul-mang's heart. Myul-mang staggered back with a gasp of pain, his hand instinctively reaching for the wound in his chest as shock and agony rippled through his body.

([MV] BAEKHYUN(백현) - U | 어느 날 우리 집 현관으로 멸망이 들어왔다 OST -Doom at Your Service (Original Television Soundtrack) - starts playing as Myul--mang gets stabbed by Angma.)

Dong-kyung's screams echoed through the night as she watched in horror, her heart breaking at the sight of her beloved crumbling before her eyes. Angma's laughter filled the air as he vanished into the darkness, leaving behind a trail of devastation in his wake.

Then in the soft glow of moonlight bathed the hospital room in a gentle luminescence, casting long shadows across the walls as Shin stood by the window, her gaze fixed on the star-studded sky outside. Tears glistened in her eyes, reflecting the sorrow and wisdom that lay heavy on her heart.

"For one to live, one must die," she murmured softly, her voice a whisper of melancholy in the stillness of the night. "In life, nothing comes free. There's always a price to pay."

As she spoke, a sense of resignation tinged her words, a recognition of the immutable truths that governed the universe. For centuries, Shin had borne witness to the ebb and flow of life and death, the endless cycle of creation and destruction that defined existence itself. "I have lived long enough to know what it feels like to be alone, Despite being the Goddess of Fate even I cannot change what destiny calls for".

Yet, despite her ageless wisdom, there were moments when she struggled to find solace in the face of such profound truths. The weight of her responsibilities pressed down on her shoulders, a burden she carried with a quiet dignity born of centuries of experience.

Outside the window, the world continued to turn, oblivious to the quiet sorrow that filled Shin's heart. But as the tears flowed freely down her cheeks, there was a flicker of hope in her eyes, a glimmer of light amidst the darkness.

For even in the darkest of times, there was beauty to be found, moments of grace that illuminated the path ahead. And though the road may be long and fraught with peril, Shin knew that she would persevere, guided by the enduring light of hope that burned within her soul.

As Angma vanished into thin air, a twisted smirk of satisfaction playing on his lips, Dong-kyung's heart sank like a stone. She rushed to Myul-mang's side, her hands trembling as she clung to him desperately, pleading with him not to leave her.

"Don't leave me," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "Please, Myul-mang, don't leave me."

But even as she spoke, she could feel his presence slipping away, his form beginning to fade from existence before her eyes. Panic surged through her veins, mingling with a deep sense of grief as she realized the gravity of the situation.

"No, no, this can't be happening," she murmured, her voice rising in desperation. "You promised you'd always be here, by my side."

As Myul-mang's form continued to waver, Dong-kyung's heart shattered into a million pieces, her world crumbling around her as she faced the imminent loss of the man she loved. Desperation clawed at her chest, threatening to consume her as she clung to him, unwilling to let go of the only source of solace she had ever known.

But amidst the chaos and despair, Myul-mang's voice cut through the darkness like a ray of light, his words filled with a profound love that transcended time and space. With a gentle smile on his lips, he confessed his deepest feelings to her, his words a balm to her shattered soul.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me," he whispered, his voice soft and tender. "I love you more than anything in this world, and I would choose to sacrifice myself a thousand times over just to save you, to watch you smile."

His words washed over her like a healing balm, easing the ache in her heart and filling her with a sense of peace she had never known. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she listened to his confession, her own heart overflowing with love for this enigmatic being who had captured her heart so completely.

And then, with a final, tender kiss, Myul-mang's entire body began to fade away from existence, his form dissolving into the ether like a whisper on the wind. Dong-kyung watched in silent agony as he slipped from her grasp, his presence dwindling until he was nothing more than a fleeting memory etched upon her heart.

(Breaking Down · Ailee - Doom at Your Service (Original Television Soundtrack) starts playing in the background when Myul-mang starts to perish from existence.)

But even as he perished from sight, his love remained, a beacon of light that illuminated her darkest moments and gave her the strength to carry on. And as she stood alone in the empty hospital room, surrounded by the echoes of their shared memories, she vowed to never forget the love they had shared, to cherish it always, until the end of time.

Alone on the dimly lit street, Angma's facade crumbled, revealing the anguish he had long suppressed. Tears streaked his face as he whispered, "I never wanted this... I never wanted to hurt him." In that moment, he confronted the weight of his actions, grappling with the remorse that gnawed at his soul.

In a moment of clarity, Angma's remorse echoed through the empty streets. "I was blinded by my thirst for power,What have I done?" he murmured, his voice choking with regret. "In my pursuit, I forgot that he was my own flesh and blood." The weight of his betrayal bore down on him, a burden too heavy to bear alone.

In the hospital room as Shin snapped her fingers, a wave of energy surged forth from Dong-kyung, its healing light illuminating the darkness of her pain. Unbeknownst to her, the burden of her brain tumor had been lifted, dissolved by the divine power of the goddess. Yet, amidst her sorrow and despair, Dong-kyung remained unaware of the miraculous transformation that had taken place within her.

Amidst her anguished sobs, Dong-kyung's voice cracked as she cried out into the darkness, her words laden with heartbreak and despair. "Why did you leave me?" she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with a lifetime of longing and pain. "I can't do this without you..."

(Breaking Down · Ailee - Doom at Your Service (Original Television Soundtrack) starts playing in the background as Dong-kyung cries uncontrollably.)

Each syllable was a dagger to her own heart, the weight of her grief threatening to consume her whole. "I need you," she choked out between ragged breaths, her hands trembling as she clutched at the fabric of her clothes. "Please... come back to me..."

But the night offered no solace, no answers to her pleas. Only the echo of her own cries reverberated through the empty space, a haunting reminder of the love she had lost. And as Dong-kyung knelt there alone, her tears mingling with the cold stone beneath her, she knew that the pain of his absence would be a burden she would carry for all her life.

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