The Boy of Flame
Description
'Who am I ?'
'What...what am I...?'
He woke up in the middle of no where. He had no memories. No recall of anything. No company. Nothing. He was all alone. All by himself. He sat up and looked at his surroundings. He could see nothing but a far away distance. Where there lies nothing but high mountains and crystal clear rivers. The sight was truly magnificent. He looked to his right and to his left. There were flowers all around him. And beneath those flowers, at the tip of their root, a blue light can be seen. It was so bright and so beautiful that he couldn't adverted his eyes elsewhere. It made everything looked magical. He raised his right hand to touch one of the flowers. Suddenly, a small spark of flame formed on his palm, burning the flower in a speed of light. It went from beauty into nothing but ash. He fell backwards. Shocked.
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This is a whole new world for Super Junior.
Another dimension.
A Ryeowook centric Fic.
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