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"UGHHHHH!" Jin groaned grabbing his head walking on the empty roads as he looked around maniacally.

How did they take over half of the men in the mansion?! It's no use being there. Those men are fools!

He yelled to himself in his mind as he walked and walked trying to find a place where he can be safe.

Jin didn't realize he was in the man's place that he destroyed from the insides. The man who was trying to find a place of peace and well-being where he could stay alive while he demolished it all. Jin had never believed in karma. He thought it was his story that he had to live great and well. He wanted to be remembered. Good? That never existed for him while it did for all Molvanians. He was amused by them, as to how they believed in that word and still lived so powerfully. He'd gone there in the curiosity of his own but the place looked too beautiful to be left behind as he'd found a woman who was the same as him. Void of any emotion. He observed her all the time and thought there was someone like him. Someone who was more amusing than all the Molvanians. In Erasird, from when he was a child, he has always seen bad while he was kept behind to be protected and Jungkook was given his spotlight. Jungkook had lived his life. His father too. Jin's father hid himself from the world and used fools that he could keep there and work from behind. This was going on for generations, then why did Jin come out? He wanted to be himself. He wanted to live his life that Jungkook was going to be given. Jungkook's father did him wrong? He was so wrong. Since Jin had lived like him too. While Jungkook was tortured to kill people and his emotions weren't so focused. Jin's father did. Jin's father focused on Jin's emotions more because Jin didn't have to kill someone while Jungkook did. Did Jin's heart not matter there? Being a child, he was tortured to be emotionless. He was said how no good existed in this world and how love did not exist. He had started to create a belief in that over time since everyone around him wanted that. Even if he did see all of Molvania, he couldn't believe that good existed since in the back of his brain the belief was there. Everyone was bad and selfish. They didn't ever care about him. He didn't feel sorry for Jungkook cause if he did, he would feel more sorry for himself.

He didn't ever want to believe in good, and even if he did start believing in it from now on. He knew, his punishment would be given. Rotting in a prison or getting killed mercilessly. He would rather die by himself than believe that good ever existed since it didn't.

He wished good existed.

Jin started running on time trying to keep himself safe. He panted as sweat started dripping from the side of his forehead.

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I, Taehyung, and Jungkook had gone in different directions trying to find Jin on the empty roads. I was running for the past half an hour and still couldn't find him. I looked around seeing several small houses everywhere and all of them not giving me a glimpse of one human. My brows crashed together in worry. What will I do now?

My gaze stopped on a little girl who was looking outside while standing in a house from her window. My frown deepens when I see her. She should be inside since all Sirdis are currently scared of Jin and not going outside from fear. Not even using their windows.

The girl pointed in a direction while having an eye contact with me.

I turn and nod running towards there. She would've thought I am searching for a person since Jin ran there. He could've.

Please be Jin.

I pray in my mind as I run faster so I won't be caught up in a mess where he has already run away.

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Jungkook grabbed a rod standing in an unknown house as he pulled it from the broken house's wall. His hands gripped the rod tightly making his veins pop out of them. His gaze was straight and filled with rage as he clenched the rod tighter. There was a kitchen behind him and a staircase in his front.

Jin stood opposite of him on the round staircase gripping over the railings that were either side of him. He looked at Jungkook with the same rage as him.

Jungkook stepped forward in the brownish house to beat Jin up. He ran to him with the rod but Jin used his foot to kick him in the chest. Jin approached him and sat on Jungkook punching him in the face, again and again, panting.

Jungkook kicked Jin in the chest using the same technique pushing him back. He stood up as Jin grabbed a knife and tried to stab him. Jungkook used the rod to push Jin and kept the rod to the arms as the knife was just near his face.

He grunted trying to push Jin away but Jin used all his strength to use the knife.

Jungkook's gaze moved down staring at Jin's foot for a mere three seconds as he didn't waste any time in harshly stepping on it.

Jin yelled in pain grabbing his knee, staring at Jungkook who seemed determined to kill him. Jin suddenly stabbed Jungkook's arm as he screamed in pain pushing him away and taking the knife out. Jin tried to do the same to his stomach, but in a moment, Jungkook bent over grabbing Jin's foot and making him fall over the ground.

He panted heavily laying over the ground as he stood up looking around.

Jin's gaze followed him and Jungkook turned around grabbing a large bottle of oil.

"If I can't kill you, I'll die with you," He paused staring at Jin who was staring back at him with his chest heaving up and down, "I don't want more people to suffer because of you."

Jungkook pulled the cap off throwing the oil everywhere though Jin's hand followed the rod which Jungkook had dropped. His eyes glancing in the direction again and again.

He immediately grabbed it thrashing Jungkook's leg. Jungkook grabbed the rod screeching in pain and punching Jin again and again. His hand grabbed the bloody knife on the ground as he stabbed it in Jin's thigh.

Jin's screams echoed in the house whilst Jungkook stood up with a bloody lip.

"Now you know the pain..." He muttered, grabbing another bottle of oil and throwing its cap with empty eyes.

He spilled the oil over Jin who backed away while grabbing his own foot.

"You know what, Seokjin?" He scoffed looking away, "You'll get what you deserve, moron."

Jin stood up grabbing the edge of the table and taking the knife.

Jungkook gave an ironic laugh, "You think you can get away now?"

Jin ran to Jungkook with the knife, but Jungkook dodged it, grabbing his foot and throwing him over the ground.

"For once, understand the situation. You're over, bastard." Jungkook patted his jeans getting up but he didn't see the knife Jin was going to use on his back.

Jungkook screamed more turning around and pressing his foot over the same thigh that he had stabbed.

He turned around breathing heavily, his forehead all sweaty as he opened all the cupboards searching for a lighter or a matchbox.

"At least...I'll die for good."

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"Where is he?" I looked around seeing many houses on all four sides of me.

"What should I do? UGHHHH!" I groaned with my hands over my face.

"I am fucked up." I bit my lower lip harshly in fear. I was so scared. If I don't find him sooner, something really bad will happen. He's Kim Seokjin. A living bomb.

A scream caught my attention from one of the houses as I turned around with my hands on my hips.

I stared at the house for a few seconds as another scream echoed.

Oh, fuck no.

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Jungkook turned around after searching all cupboards.

No lighter or matchstick.

He stared at Jin who seemed a little scared? Why?

Jungkook stepped forward crouching down and grabbing him.

"Leave me alone!" Jin tried to push him away but Jungkook forcefully searched his pockets.

His hand grabbed the lighter in it as he pulled it out.

"You smoke?" He asked with a satisfied smirk as his smirk immediately faded and he stood up, "Shouldn't have expected better from you."

"JUNGKOOK!" I shouted standing near the door just after pushing it open. He and Jin swiveled in my direction.

Jungkook massaged his forehead clearly annoyed by the interruption.

"Get out, or I'll throw you away with my hands."

"There are other ways than dying-" I tried to step inside although he strode towards me and pushed me out standing near the door.

"GET O-" The next moment, he felt a rod thrashing the back of his head.

Jungkook grabbed his head in pain turning around and grabbing the rod, pushing Jin away.

"If there was a gun in my hands, you would've had a bullet right in your forehead." Jungkook kicked Jin on the leg pushing him inside more.

"You aren't dying." My voice made him clench his teeth.

"Go out, Dae. I am not here to do some drama. I am done with life anyway. I don't wanna be tortured more..." He stared at Jin saying his last words, "Nor let him get out alive."

Jungkook grabbed the knife stabbing it in another of Jin's legs.

Jin shrieked as he turned around using the chance to push me out.

"I AM NOT GOING!" I yelled as a tear fell down my cheek.

"Baby.." That made me pause as I looked up at Jungkook who was looking at me with a warm gaze, "I am sorry." Why?

He suddenly kicked my leg breaking my balance as he slammed the door shut locking it away.

I stood there slamming the door again and again with tears cascading my cheeks.

Why was he doing this? There were so many ways to kill him. I know there are no police and it is hard but we still can.

The house set on fire as I looked up with blurry eyes and heard the ceiling off. Why?

I slammed more ignoring my bloody fist as whimpers escaped my lips.

The door opened and I widened my eyes looking straight, "J-Jung-"

I tried to say but he was pushed outside in seconds. Though I couldn't see who it was, I grabbed his arm in worry when he was going to fall to the ground.

"Are you oka-y-?" My voice cracked and he pushed me away running back to the door and slamming it again and again. He grabbed the doorknob trying to open it but it was no use.

"TAEHYUNG!" My eyes enlarged as I saw him slamming the door.

"TAEHYUNG!!!" Jungkook's eyes searched for something with which he could open the door. He grabbed his hair, panic written in his eyes. Kicking the door, again and again, nothing was working.

He seemed completely deranged by his behavior as he kicked the door and slammed it.

"STOP!" I grabbed his hand which was more than bloody. Tears escaped his eyes as he kicked the door more ignoring me.

"TAEHYUNG, get out... please..."

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☰ NARRATOR'S POV

─── A FEW MINUTES AGO

Taehyung dashed in a direction as his gaze stopped on Dae who was banging on the door with her fist.

"JUNGKOOK!" Her yell made his brows crash together.

What was Jungkook even doing in a house that was locked?

Taehyung swiveled staring in a direction that was an alley.

If he went there, there would the back of the house.

He ran and searched for a back door. It was Erasird, for fucks sake. He realized there would be no back door since Molvania and Erasird were two different countries.

Ughhh! He will have to climb up. He could hear Dae's yells till there as he rapidly grabbed the bricks and pushed himself up trying to reach the top of the rooftop.

When he was there, he pulled open the door running down inside. There were stairs just after he had opened the door.

He panted; he could feel the veins in his head throbbing from running so much and pressuring himself so.

A thump voice that was loud enough to echo in the whole area hit his ear as he looked down and saw Jin who had dropped Jungkook to the ground grabbing his foot.

"Try again, Jeon," Jin muttered with a bloody and sarcastic smirk as he grabbed the knife breathing heavily, "I won't be alive and that's for sure, but I'll die after killing you with my hands."

Jin crouched down with the knife grazing it to Jungkook's forehead as he clenched his teeth and immediately stabbed it in his abdomen rolling it to increase the pain.

Jungkook screamed pushing him away whilst Taehyung saw him standing near the stairs with red eyes.

He tried to step forward but backed away, reluctant.

He saw Jungkook standing up and grabbing the lighter, lighting it with a straight face. His hand was hesitant while hearing Dae's constant shouts.

"JUNGKOOK, PLEASE!" Taehyung knew why she was standing there, outside while he was inside.

She was caught up by emotions and overly submerged in them while he wasn't...he just did what his job was.

They're both trained together with the same mindset but one of them was feeling something rather than the other.

Taehyung finally stepped forward clenching his hand as he glanced at the same rod that was thrown to the ground.

"I am sorry, Jungkook."

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