Written by kevinoppa.

Hi guys! This little write up is for the writing party that rectangular_smile is holding in celebration for the completion of Twelve Majestic. I love that story a lot so I had to do something to thank her. Below is a short story I wrote which is in the perspective of angsty!Baekhyun. Enjoy your seven hundred words of goof, my dudes.

Darkness. That was all there was. Peaceful darkness that surrounded me like a mother cradling her baby. Knowing that I was alone, it gave me comfort. I needed it, the solidarity. Yet, I yearned to destroy something, the world, myself, anything. I wanted to feel a dying soul within my grasp and watch it slip into the abyss. I did not ask to baby sit that idiotic girl. But she was very much like her, the only girl who strummed my heartstrings with her own melody. She had me wrapped tightly around her fingers, but not tight enough. I took her fingers away before plunging into my darkness.

That girl, Moon Hani, is a joke. Nonsense flies out of every second of the day and I wanted nothing more than to silence her forever. I wanted to rip her apart one by one, limb by limb. Every day I pretended to be a broken warrior who did not know what to do. She was such a naïve little girl; she was under my control.

I had nearly accomplished my wishes. There was another wielder on that day and it was the perfect opportunity to take my card and kill her. I ached to be free from my constraints, to no longer blindly obey any wielder, no, monsters. I needed to destroy them all and give them the suffering that they deserve.

I pinned her to the ground and tried to blind her, but I did not see the card in her bloodied hand. My face contorted into its façade of deep anguish with the help of my illusion skills. I saw her eyes flicker with the sympathy that I did not need. The card tugged on my mind and with one last attempt to mani