Twist of Destiny ~ The Sequel
Description
The Night meant nothing without the Day. Walking in the darkness, knowing one day, the Light would shine upon him was all that once kept him together, but now, the Darkness became his eternal slumber. Rivers of blood made their way as his anger grew, no longer able to see right from wrong, he was going to bring Hell upon Earth, only to feel a little less dead, a little more alive.
Twist of Destiny ~ The Sequel is here. Rated M for use of Drugs and fowl language, and obviously, the murders and the blood.
Jiyong's only reason had left his grasp, and now, his bloodlust is turning to madness, making it the only desire in his life, to kill everyone at his way until he can satiate the feeling of loneliness inside of him. If he is lonely at all. Now, a battle between families is brewing, an old feud going back to life, with the strongests at each side, Jiyong, bloodlust and insane, against a whole family filled with secrets that will make him doubt his own existance. Cheers for the twisted minds, the dismembered limbs and rotting loins. Let's all rejoice in the death of the living and the resurection of the dead.
Characters
Kwon Jiyong (G-Dragon) Dong Youngbae (Taeyang)
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Foreword
And if in my drunken state I can muster one coherent thought, it would be something between how much I despise you, despite the fact that I still love you. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to rip you out of my head, you are still creeping through my mind like the monsters of my nightmares, the of my daydream.
No matter how much I try, your nails are deep within my chest, scratching the heart that no longer beats within my rotting flesh. you won't even know any of this, because your senseless and heartless mind has forgotten about this monster, slowly turning into a nightmare of many, becoming a man without word, with fingers as fast as lightning, ending everything with loud noises and messy splashes. Have you forgotten about that?
Have you really forgotten about me? Have you forgotten about the nights that turned into mornings by my side? Maybe the withered hands had scared you away, maybe the heartless thoughts of separation, or maybe it was the degradation of time. Rotting time that turned me into a shadow of your past, of a damned past, turned into nightmares by my own hands.
, I am sorry, I promise I won't do it again, but I also promise this hands won't stop, and now my enemy lies within your flesh, why? Yes, you have forgotten the warmth, yes, you have forgotten about me.
This is not a goodbye, you are yet to be gone from my mind; you are yet to be pulled out of my heart. Nah, this isn’t a goodbye, this is the funeral of the man you thought you saved, and the birth of the man you shouldn’t have saved.
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