---۵ Kim Jongin

Prologue

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" Me? Oh no, I wasn't ready to die. It just.. Happened. My name is Kim Jongin, and I've decided to sit down and tell you about how hell isn't really that much of a.. Hell, I guess? I was a normal 18 year old student in a small tafe class, and let me tell you.. God was tafe hard. I was stuck there for two years until i found that diary. Kyungsoo's one. Little did my innocent curious mind know at the time.. Little did it know about, not only economics, but also about how cunning Joonmyun, a.k.a The Devil, really is. Kyungsoo's little diary was all apart of his plan, and the diary I wrote will surely, be apart of his next one.

Boy oh boy is this story going to be fun to tell. I wonder if I'll have as much fun as Kyungsoo did when he told my story, though. This story.. Totally not your typical love at first sight story. You see.. Kyungsoo and I knew each other well before I made my way to hell. Oh ho ho yes we did. Not on  a friend basis, but we knew each other. Well.. We'd never seen each other before the day my soul was taken, but that diary of his let us share a.. What i like to call, "Connection with the bait." Because after all.. The diary is the bait, and only the weak-hearted will open it - And as soon as it's open.. You've made a deal with the devil.

I'll begin from the day I first fell into hell. God did my hurt. Yes - You literally fall. Like.. Below the Earth's surface. Well anyway..

My name was and still is Kim Jongin, most commonly referred to around hell as Kai. But my dear Kyungsoo likes Jongin better, because he thinks it adds to my handsome features. Back then my hair was dark brown, my eyes the same colour. Now, my hair is completely black, and my eyes turn yellow when I decide to use my teleportation. My face is pretty much the same stucture, though. Now! On with the story!

It was the last month of Winter when I fell off the face of the planet - Literally. I landed with a thud and the loud echos of two men speaking stopped - They turned to me, their angelic faces analysing me before the shorter one finally spoke, "Oh! You must be Jongin. Uh, yeah. Welcome to hell.." "

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Hell;-

❝​We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.❞

------ Oscar Wilde

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