"Man muss noch Chaos in sich haben, um einen tanzenden Stern zu gebären."

~ translation ~

"One must still have chaos within oneself, to give birth to a dancing star."

Jimin quietly opened the door and stuck his head through the gap, nervously looking through. The dorm he shared with his friends was once again quiet, just how it always was these days. The atmosphere was missing the usual lively playfulness that used to be present.

But Jimin decided to blame it on the recent events, afterall everyone had become a little more tense and distant ever since all these terrifying things had been revealed.

He usually escaped the silence of the dorm by going out and meeting with Tae. But missing class and getting lots of minus points from his professor had been a little too much for Jimin, so he decided to stop being so careless.

It had only been two days of being away, and he already missed his friends greatly. The guilt of having left them just like that even if it was only a short time, didn't want to leave him alone. He wanted to spend time with them again and just forget that the world around him could crumble at any moment.

The grey haired boy actually found it bitterly funny that he and the others even attempted to live a normal life, and do mundane things like attending university, when they knew what was truly going out there.

His eyes had been opened to all the supernatural that existed, as well as the evil that tainted the world in various different forms. Not even the things that were supposed to be purely good, seemed completely virtuous. Those angels Jungkook had described, weren't deserving of the title "angel" or "guardian". Hoseok on the other hand, was probably the nicest person he had ever met.

What is the purpose of life? Why are we even here. Why do I have powers... Why do we even exist? We only live to die. This makes no sense.

If we have these powers, why don't we use them to help the world? Why do we wait for any side to attack, if we can make the first move? Why are we even living normal lives. We should do something about all the problems in this world...

Jimin's deep thinking was interrupted by a loud noise that sounded like two things crashing into each other. His eyes narrowed and scanned the dorm suspiciously. He saw Jin leaving his room, carrying a bunch of large boxes stacked on top of each other.

"Jinnie! It's so good to see you!" Jimin chirped happily, his mood immediately brightening at the sight of one of his best friends. He ran towards his hyung like an excited puppy.

The young man stopped abruptly when he realized that something wasn't quite right. Jimin was very perceptive. Through detecting the energies inside people, he could also read their feelings and emotions. He desperately wanted to see what was going on inside Jin, but he had never been able to read his friends' auras. Their special powers created an invisible shield, that protected their minds and powers from any outside intrusion.

Hoseok had told him once that it protected them against possession and mind reading too. The only time Jimin could feel the power of his friends, was when they actively used it, just like the first time he had met Jungkook. It created a brief weakness in their shields, which let him feel their auras.

But even without using his power, he could see that something was not right with Jin. He looked odd and empty. There was emotion inside him, but it surely wasn't any good one. He seemed to be in pain, tired and depressed at the same time. His drooping eyes were dark and his red cheeks were still stained from tears.

"Jin? What's wrong?" Jimin inquired worriedly, also wondering why Jin was carrying so many boxes.

His friend turned to him in slow motion, his facial expression becoming even more sad and pitiful when they met the sweet brown eyes of Jimin.

"Jimin..." Jin said quietly, visibly struggling to find his voice. He looked very lost and sounded quite guilty.

Jimin felt his heart break when he realized why Jin could be carrying boxes. "You're leaving us, aren't you?" Jimin muttered, his insides throbbing painfully. It almost felt like betrayal, the way his friend wanted to leave them behind at a time like this, where they all needed each other the most.

"Yes." Jin replied decisively. He seemed to have firmly made up his mind, despite the insecurity and sorrow in his voice.

"But why?" Jimin complained, not wanting to let go of his friend so easily.

Jin sighed and turned away. His pink fringe swayed and covered his closed eyes. "You wouldn't understand."

"How do you know? At least give me an explanation. Please Jin."

"You haven't seen all the horrible things I have seen. You think you've seen hell? Think again. You haven't heard what I've heard. All the pain I felt... I wouldn't even have expected such a thing to be possible. I feel emotionally and physically scarred Jimin... Nothing can undo that what I've experienced."

Jimin shuddered. He was confused and had no idea what Jin was talking about, but it sounded like something very catastrophic had happened to him.

A tear sneakily made its way out of his left eye. "What happened Jin? What made you feel so much pain?" He whispered anxiously.

Jimin stepped forward to hug his hyung, but two strong hands pushed him away. The reaction of his best friend devastated Jimin.

"Please s-stay away from me." Jin said meekly, his eyes wide with fear.

"But why?" Jimin cried out.

"I'm scared!"

"Of what?"

"I-I can't control it! I didn't want it to happen, I swear! I don't want to hurt you accidentally."

Jimin frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Jin looked at him incredulously. "Y-you don't know what's going on outside?"

"No?"

"You'll see it sooner or later I guess... But please don't be angry at me, I don't know what's happening. I didn't want it to happen!"

Jin looked so scared, frustrated and sad. Jimin would have done anything to help him, but he had no idea how he could comfort him.

Jin suddenly came nearer on his own, grabbing Jimin's shoulders and shaking them desperately. His eyes were begging him to listen.

"I'm one of them now, the angels are going to come after me too. I can't stay here or they will try to hurt you guys. I won't let that happen. Don't bother trying to help me Jimin, I cannot go back to how I was before. There is no way I can escape my fate, but it's not too late for you guys."

The urgency and sadness in Jin's voice made more tears stream down Jimin's face.

"But-"

"He's coming for you. He's after all of you. Stay away from sin Jimin, and he won't be able to hurt or use you. Please take care of yourself and the others for me."

"Who's he?"

"The devil."

Jimin's eyes widened in shock and fear. Questions started sputtering out of his mouth. "What do you mean one of them? And sin? Wha-"

"I need to go now, before it's too late. D-don't let yourself get tangled up in the same fate as mine."

Jimin reached out once more to hug Jin, and this time he didn't protest, instead hugging him back even tighter. Sobs escaped his heaving chest and now both were crying.

Jimin looked up at his hyung with large sad eyes. "Will we ever see you again?"

Jin smiled bitterly and reached out to gently wipe away Jimin's tears. "We will see each other again one day. Under what circumstances I cannot tell... But let's hope for a good time... If that will ever come."

Jimin reluctantly let his hyung go, and watched dejectedly as Jin took the boxes and gave Jimin a last sad smile over his shoulder, before leaving the dorm with a long sigh of regret.

The tears continued rolling down Jimin's cheeks and then dropped down onto the carpet, where they sank into its fluffy depths. His glassy eyes continued to longily watch the now closed door.

A little part of him hoped that it was all a prank, and that Jin would barge in again with a wide smile on his face, while laughing like a windshield. Or that everything was just a nightmare, and that he'd wake up in bed with no powers and other mysterious things troubling his life.

He balled his small fists in anger and frustration. Then he sat down on the floor and curled into a tight ball, blocking out the rest of the world from his vision.

Life is cruel... Why is all of this happening? What did we do to deserve this fate. Why can't we just live in a normal world with normal lives?

Will we ever truly find happiness, before it is brutally taken from us?

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"Hobi hyung! Kookie! Wake up!"

The urgency and panic in Jimin's voice is what made Hoseok grudgingly leave the comfort of his warm covers and roll out of bed. His half opened-eyes saw Jimin standing in the outside hallway. He could see that Jungkook's door was open was well.

Jimin's back? Where has he been? And why is he crying?

Wasting no time, the orange haired man jumped up. He saw Jungkook rushing out of his bed as well, and then both ran towards Jimin, almost colliding with the sobbing boy.

Before they could even say anything, Jimin let out an incohorent waterfall of words, mixed with panicked sobs and hiccups.

"Shhhhh it's okay Jimin, have a seat and calm down. Tell us what happened." Jungkook said soothingly, draping an arm around the shaking boy. His soft voice worked like a charm and calmed Jimin down a little.

Hoseok and Jungkook lead Jimin to the living room, where they all sat down on the sofa. Jimin spoke fast, spitting out everything that Jin had told him. The other two listened, looking very puzzled and shocked.

"– and I'm so confused and scared now." Jimin finished. All the way through, he had sounded like a frightened little child telling his mother about a monster underneath his bed.

Hoseok grinded his teeth in frustration and buried his face in his hands. "This is very bad news." He said darkly, "Not only the fact that Jin has left us for our own safety, but that he is one of them. It's safe to assume he's become a demon, but that cannot be possible."

"A d-demon?" Jungkook said incredulously, "And why is that impossible?"

"You'd either have to replace your blood with that of a demon's through drinking it and then accept the mark of the devil, or suffer long enough in hell until your soul morphs into its darkest form."

Jimin broke into tears again. "Oh no! Jinnie looked like he felt alot of pain. Poor him must have been in hell..." He said, feeling incredibly sorry for his friend.

Hoseok shook his head. "That can't be, such a thing takes longer than a day! Sometimes it even takes centuries. The devil must have found another way to speed up the process... And that is very worrying."

Jungkook took Jimin into his arms and hugged him tightly, while gently caressing his hair. "Is there a way to get Jin back? Change him back?"

Hoseok groaned. "I don't know, but I sure hope so. I'll go back to heaven for a day and call in a meeting, we really need answers here."

Jungkook swallowed nervously. "Why is the devil after us too? We didn't do anything, right?"

"I think it has something to do with our powers maybe. Jin said our only way of protecting ourselves is through staying away from sin." Jimin whispered timidly.

Oh no
Fuck
Sin?

"That bastard! He lied!" Jungkook cried out angrily, suddenly covering his mouth when he realized his outburst had not been in his mind anymore.

Hoseok and Jimin's heads snapped in his direction, their eyes narrowing.

"Who lied?" Hoseok questioned suspiciously.

They're totally going to scold me for keeping this from them. I might as well go dig my own grave.

As there was no point in hiding it anymore, Jungkook told them what Yoongi had explained to him about him and six others having sins and virtues inside of them, which were meant to be balanced to restore order to the world.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Hoseok muttered.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it and forbid me from trying to achieve balance, so I decided to keep it to myself for a while. I'm sorry, I just really believed it and thought we could save the world like that."

There was deadly silence.

"S-so you guys aren't gonna rip my head off? Or scold me?" Jungkook said shyly, carefully hiding behind a pile of pillows.

Hoseok waved it away. "We don't have time for useless quarrels, we need to stick together now more than ever. I just can't believe you fell for Yoongi's lies. He works for the devil, doesn't he? You don't trust such men."

Jungkook was red with embarassment and just nodded meekly.

"I've certainly heard of the seven deadly sins and seven holy virtues, but I've never heard of a prophecy involving them. I've never seen them being manifested in people either, are you sure this is true?"

Jungkook nodded. "The balancing thing is false, but I think it's confirmed that we are the embodiments of sins and virtues. It looks like the devil waits for us to reach the extreme end of our sins, afterwards turning us into demons I guess? I just don't understand why."

"I don't understand either." Hoseok grumbled, "But I'll bring it up at the meeting–"

"Don't!" Jungkook hissed, "If the angels know you're involved in this whole sin and virtue thing, they'll want your head as well."

Hoseok's eyes widened. "Y-you mean I'm one of them? But that can't be. I can't have a sin inside me, I'm an angel!" He shook his head in complete denial.

"Even the devil has a virtue inside of him, so nothing is impossible."

"What? The devil is part of the seven deadly sins and virtues? That makes no sense. This is all so confusing." Jimin whined.

"If this is true, then what sin and virtue am I?" Hoseok asked carefully.

"You're Envy and Kindness. But you're never envious, so you're safe. You're really as virtuous as one can get. I'm Pride and Humility, but I'm not very prideful, so the devil isn't sending my ass to hell anytime soon."

Hoseok seemed uncomfortable with having a sin inside of him, but he knew that there was nothing he could change about it.

"Jin was Temperance and Gluttony, but we all know how gluttonous he was, so it's no surprise he was taken first. The devil is Greed and Charity, I mean you should see how his eyes shine when he talks about money or expensive things. Yoongi is Sloth and Diligence, that guy even merges with couches if he wants good naps. And my friend Namjoon is Wrath and Patience."

"What am I then?" Jimin asked, feeling quite worried. Frankly, he didn't really want an answer.

"You're Lust and Chastity. But dont worry, you're safe. I mean, you're not  the type to feel lust and you're still a virgin."

Well, about that... Umm...

There was an awkward silence and Jimin hid under a pile of pillows, wishing the red flush of embarassment on his face would just disappear.

"Jimin don't tell me y–" Hoseok started, alarmed by his behaviour.

"Yes, yes I did." Jimin groaned and his head slowly arose from below the pile of pillows, not really daring to face the other two.

Jungkook started laughing. "If we weren't in this situation I'd actually congratulate you, but this actually makes it harder for you stay close to your virtue. Just don't fu–"

"Okay okay guys, can we change the subject? I get it, me and my boyfriend won't do anything further than kissing until this whole thing has blown over."

"What if our situation never ends?" Hoseok questioned.

Jungkook broke into laughter again and boxed Jimin's shoulder. "Rest in peace then, buddy."

"Hey stop it, that's not funny." Jimin whined.

"Anyways, you said Jin said something was going on outside, did he say what it was?" Hoseok asked. Jimin was more than happy to finally change the subject.

"No, but he acted like it was his fault and he was very scared. He kept on telling me he didn't want it to happen."

"Maybe we'll see something on TV." Jungkook suggested. He grabbed the remote and switched it on. The screen immediately turned to a news channel.

Their eyes widened when they saw the chaos going on outside.

"Guys, I think we've got a REALLY big problem..."

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