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Writing Status Update + Voting Poll

Hello, my lovely readers! I hope you're doing well!

And also I apologize that this is not an update on any of my stories!🤣Sorry to burst your bubble!

But anyway, I'm here to announce my plan for the upcoming months.

Unfortunately, I will be on a temporary Hiatus for the next few months as I'm being boarded into a new course because of my job. So I wanted to put all my focus on it for now.

But I will still find the time to write as much as possible while still on course.

Once I'm done with my course, I will update all my stories as much as I can if my life after that won't be chaotic since there is a chance that I might move because of my job.

Oh and Also I'm planning to write up my own Novel/Book, so it gonna be chaotic as hell.

But anyway, I'll try my best to write up the next chapters of my stories.

And while at it I want to make a voting poll on which stories you guys want me to update on once I'm back.

Please don't hold back to let me know what you want!😘 And I'm really terribly sorry that I have been slow in updating my stories. Life is just so damn unpredictable.😭

MDZS/Mo Dao Zu Shi

Twin Jade of Lan

Lan Zhan/Lan Wangji

Lan Huan/Lan Xichen

Twin Prides of Yunmeng

Wei Ying/Wei Wuxian

Jiang Wanyin/Jiang Cheng

Lan Clan

Lan Qiren

Lan Sizhui

Others

Jiang Fengmian

Nie Mingjue

Status: The request box is open only for the monthly one-shot voting if the characters are chosen.

In which Jinwoo can be sly in ways he didn’t expect just for her

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except for my characters and plot. I’ve taken inspiration from Momo Art's comic.

Warning: Cockro- I’m not even going to say it. Sly Jinwoo😭

Y/n is Jinwoo’s childhood friend. He has met her since they moved right next to their apartment. 

If Jinwoo were asked to describe Y/n, he would describe her as a mountain. Unmoved by anything, steady and strong, mentally and emotionally. 

She has been a mountain for both Jinwoo and Jinah. Despite losing their parents under different circumstances, she has been there for them, in good and bad times.

She’s a strong woman, Jinwoo thought.

She has given him strength when he thought he couldn’t go on and to his sister, a mother figure to lean on.

She’s also kind. 

Growing up with a kind family, who has been kind to them when they needed help, it's no surprise she grew into such a beautiful person.

She has also been a constant in Jinwoo’s life. Even though at one point, Jinwoo thought of her as a stubborn and reckless person. 

He still remembers when he was still called the weakest hunter, the lowest in his rank.

One moment he was being insulted after a raid for getting injured before a blurred figure passed him. The next, he saw Y/n harshly grabbing the hunter’s shirt, snarling and swearing to the point even a sailor would be embarrassed. She almost choked the poor guy as well.

She had come on her own, carrying his lunch which he had forgotten when she saw how Jinwoo was being mistreated. This made her snap and charge recklessly, not even bothering that the guy was a hunter.

Soon, a scream of anguish erupted throughout the area as the man crouched down, holding his family jewels. Y/n kicked the guy in the nuts when he tried to pry and cursed at her.

The surrounding people and Jinwoo instinctually clutch their private area, trembling and paling at the sight. The guy was on his knees, mouth foaming and twitching.

Needless to say, it was chaotic after. Y/n was on the verge of being charged with assault if it weren’t for people stepping out and telling their grievances to the officer about the man. This guy has been insulting and assaulting people, especially female hunters. 

In the end, the case was dismissed and forgotten. The guy, whose balls are still in pain, was fired as a hunter and got charged instead.

It was also the first time Y/n learned that a cute and timid animal can be scary. She trembled when Jinwoo scolded her with a cold close-eyed smile once they got home.

Y/n remembered her auntie being an ice queen with a scary smile whenever she got angry at Jinwoo's father. She guesses blood doesn’t lie, like mother like son.

… 

Y/n is strong however there are times when she’s not. 

Whether to laugh or question the universe, Jinwoo couldn’t help but choose the former when he recall such a moment.

It was a normal day for the three of them and a rare day off for Jinwoo. He had a few days off to rest before he could participate again since he got injured from his last raid.

It might have been because of the summer heat, causing everything to feel humid when that thing came out.

Jinwoo, y/n, and his sister were lounging in the living room, relaxing when Y/n felt something crawling at her legs. Long spiny and hairy legs were felt on her skin.

Y/n breath shallowed and her body turned cold from the foreboding feeling. Lifting her head, two small black beady eyes stared back at her.

A piercing shriek echoed in the living room, shocking both siblings. 

Quickly looking at Y/n, Y/n stood up so fast she stumbled over and started thrashing around, causing it to fly overhead. (y/n refuses to say its name).

Seeing it, Jinah didn’t hesitate and screamed at the top of her lungs, joining her noona. (Jinah refuses to name the thing as well.) Immediately, taking cover.

Jinwoo stood up also when, suddenly, he found it hard to breathe.

Y/n had rammed into him and put her arms around him. If it were any other situation, Jinwoo would have enjoyed it. However, with how hard Y/n is gripping him, he’s sure he would die from this instead of the monsters he always faced.

Y/n called his name and he looked behind. 

With teary eyes, she pleaded, “Jinwoo, please kill it .” 

Jinwoo's lips twitched, feeling his ears burn and his cheeks flush. It’s illegal to look so cute while saying such disturbing words, he thought. Both things don’t match at all.

His sister screamed at him, this time without any reservation as it flew near her. This snapped Jinwoo from his dazed.

Jinwoo complained under his breath at his sister before he got to work but with difficulty as y/n clung to him. Yelling and hugging him tighter, when it got too close to them, his sister was not helping at all as she also screamed the whole time.

Can’t say he didn’t enjoy the whole fiasco though. Just recalling Y/n hugging him made him giddy and energetic for the next few days even if he started working again. The whole time they raid a dungeon, a silly smile stayed on his lips even when he got injured.

The other hunters couldn't help but secretly doubt that he might have finally lost it.

Now as an S-rank, witnessing such a similar event and feeling his darling’s arms around him as she clung for dear life. Jinwoo thoroughly enjoyed this bizarre situation. 

With only his pants on and shirtless, Jinwoo just finished taking a bath when all the chaos occurred and he found himself being tackled.

That thing was flying all over the place, crawling and stopping at a place before flying again.

This time, Jinwoo took his time to kill it.  Completely enjoying having his darling arms around him. 

Immersed with his darling, it didn’t even bother Jinwoo when his sister almost fainted from fright when it got too close to her.

Without his shirt, Jinwoo directly felt her body, Y/n skin is so soft compared to his and so warm. He could even feel his darling's brea-,Jinwoo cough, quickly interrupting his thoughts. He felt his cheeks blushing.

However once Jinwoo finished the job, he felt his darling’s arms swiftly disappear as she ran away from the bug’s corpse that Jinwoo was about to dispose of.

Jinwoo quickly missed his darlings embrace. Unfortunately, he can’t complain since he hasn’t confessed nor are they in a relationship yet.

He could only wait for such a situation again but it's so rare and only when it's summer do these critters come out.

Throwing the bug into the trash can along with the paper he used, that’s when an idea hit Jinwoo.

For a long moment, he eyed the corpse before him.

… 

It wasn’t long before such a situation occurred again and again. Every time, it just so happens that Y/n is in their apartment and it just so happens that Jinwoo is there. It also just so happens that thing appeared even though it's already the beginning of autumn.

Patting his darling's head, Jinwoo comforted and openly hugged her as she trembled in fear.

 Jinwoo thought, it couldn’t be helped since his darling may be strong but there are times when she’s also weak especially when it comes to it. 

He still found it cute no matter what.

Meanwhile, his sister, who has been sitting on the couch, throughout the whole thing, looks at him incredulously. 

Jinah had been suspicious of that accursed thing when it started appearing every time her noona came to visit and, conveniently, her brother was always there.

Her suspicion grew stronger when it never once approached her at all. One time when she decided that it was safe, Jinah observed it and realized that that thing had become her brother’s shadow soldier.

She saw purple highlights on its body similar to her brother's other soldiers. And her brother shamelessly used it to scare her noona nonstop so he could hug her to his heart's content

Jinah had half the mind to shout at her brother when her brother glanced at her.

Smirking before putting a finger in front of his lips, a gesture for her to stay silent before he went back to comforting his darling.

Jinah screamed in her heart in disbelief ‘What a sly sadistic evil man!’

She couldn't decide whether she should pray for her future sister-in-law from that thing or from her brother.

A/n: Thank you for reading. Please don’t hesitate to tell me what you think of sly Jinwoo.

Extra:

Igris: He felt tormented whether he should praise his liege or feel pity for their Lady's suffering.

Meanwhile the other shadows…

Beru: “As expected of our liege!”

Bellion: "Quite clever, my liege."

Other soldiers: Just happily cheering for their king without a thought.

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I couldn't help my drool over this delicious fanfic🤤😍😍

yandere!siren! sung jinwoo with fem!reader imagine

warnings: creature au, canon divergence, deaf!reader, a/b/o dynamics, obsessive thoughts.

Hey guys and welcome to another piece for the spooky season, this time a collab with @pa1nrema1ns featuring a beautiful but deadly version of a certain Shadow Monarch! If you’re interested in seeing the artwork that inspired me, I’ll leave the link to it here. Credit goes to the original artist :)

So without further ado sit back, relax, and let us find out what is dwelling beneath the dark, briny waters~.

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Siren! Sung Jinwoo despised humans. To this deadly apex predator, they are disgusting creatures full of greed and violence. He might lure them to a watery grave with his voice or the endless shadows under his command, but he did it to survive. To eat. It helped that his appearance was considered to be highly attractive by human standards: a handsome, but intimidating face with a muscular chest and sleek black hair. 

What the bewitched humans never considered as he cradled them lovingly in his arms is that there is a monochromatic tail swishing beneath the dark waves before he pulled them under. His inky ear fins were concealed by illusionary magic of course. He couldn’t take a chance of the smallest possibility that there might be a human who is immune to a siren’s song. 

When he finished collecting the carcasses in a sack and any pretty trinkets that might interest the traders at the market enough to sell their wares to him, Jinwoo would return home to his little sister and mother. They lived in an underwater cave just several miles from the coast of Jindou Island. It was a quiet human settlement when the winds grew colder, and the villagers knew better than to cross his path thanks to the reputation and training as Ashborn’s terrifying apprentice. When spring or summer arrived, however, humans from the Mainland came to the island in droves.

More meat sacks meant more food and a little more variety in flavor. He also wouldn’t have to go head-to-head against the other sirens either, especially the ones who think they can become the alpha of these waters by defeating him in a contest on who can lure in the most humans or defeating him in combat. Hah. How annoying.   

Now imagine when he catches the delectable scent of an omega after spending another afternoon collecting seaweed to go with the evening’s meal. Humans, like sirens, possessed secondary genders and their own hierarchy. Securing a steady job or finding a partner largely depended on who was an alpha, beta, or omega. 

But what made the latter the superior species is that once an omega accepts an alpha’s courting gift or allows an alpha to enter their nest during mating season, the alpha will not seek the company of another omega regardless of how sweet and lovely their scent is. Sirens were hunters, committed to the wellbeing of their mates and pups. Humans were fickle and prone to cheating, even if they were bound to someone else. 

His amethyst irises dilated upon identifying the aromatic fragrance of bergamot and vanilla, followed by the activation of his sensory glands. There was no doubt about it; he had found an unmarked omega, and he needed to track the owner, before another siren to approach his intended mate first. 

He swam close to the coast, near the shoreline. He never got this close to the surface before, because he could not take the risk of his soul being trapped by the humans when they carried those cursed black boxes in their hands. Ashborn called them phones. A bizarre word for a deadly weapon. 

The scent led him to a ship that was ten times bigger than the ones he had seen in the past. Was this a yacht, the legendary vessel that can carry thousands of humans and let them off to explore? No. If that were true, then it would have anchored off much farther from the island and far from the sandbars. The name of this vessel is Murder on The Cerulean Sea. Filming in Process - Quiet on Set! Yachts are supposed to have shorter names. So what is this? Is the omega trapped somewhere beneath the deck? Unacceptable. 

Jinwoo was about to summon Igris to conduct a discreet search of the ship when the siren suddenly discovered that you were the source of the scent he had been seeking. But you were not a siren who had been kidnapped by the humans. You were a human. And you were part of the ship’s crew. 

So why is it he could not find it in his hammering heart to spit in disapproval and vanish back into the ocean to sort out his confused emotions? Why did he want to know what kind of human you were? What are those strange gestures you are making with your hands in front of the blonde woman and brown-haired man, yet your mouth remains closed? Is it a unique form of communication? A spell? Perhaps his mentor would know the answer. Ashborn knows many things about these creatures. 

With a flick of his tail, Jinwoo disappeared beneath the  waves and swam past the coral reefs. The seaweed beds and the rocks that held precious pearls in its crevices flickered from the corner of his eyes as he traveled further. Down, down, down, into the darkness below. A graveyard of titans from eons ago, broken remnants of civilizations. Stone, marble, and glass glowing in iridescent light. This was the place that no one except for him would dare go: the abyss. 

Try as he might to distract his muddled thoughts by analyzing every single detail in the familiar sights leading to his master’s domain, Jinwoo could not stop thinking about you. 

How is it possible that he, a proud warrior and an alpha, could be easily swayed by the wiles of a human omega? It was as if the roles had been reversed; he would be the victim falling prey to your irresistible charm, and you would be smiling viciously, hungry for his flesh. Is this what it felt like to be ensnared in a trap with no means of escape? 

No. No, he cannot succumb to temptation. A siren and a human are not meant to be mates. Jinwoo could only hope that Ashborn will give him the answers that he seeks before your maddening fragrance takes hold of over his mind and lure him back to the surface again. 

Taglist: @ghostdoodlen @detectivesparrow @dreamlessnight @heirloomgem @silverklaus @swallowtail-lotus @xxeclipze @starzgaze @jurijyuu @diannaflight @yorhanic @thetruepair @soft-dots @suiana @yandereaficionado @khuntora @hot-mexican-rat @aria-tempest @charming-mage @soriansick @marooseshawnash @sleep-all-day-everyday @hoesb4hoez @toast-on-dandelioms @the-cat-queen-peasants @catowru @craftnkittn @hoodiepandaninja16 @saeran-g @colorfulgardenerduck @ixchelhernandez4 @cloise @lovelygenerousdream @skylar896 @uninhabitedsworld-18 @rogueofbullshit

BNHA/Boku no Hero Academia

U.A Teachers

All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Eraser Head/Aizawa Shouta

Class 1-A

Iida Tenya

Kirishima Eijiro

Shoto Todoroki

Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou’s silly Crush

Bakugou’s Silly Crush Part 2

Izuku Midoriya

Others

Togata Mirio

Tamaki Amajiki

Shinso Hitoshi

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Fatgum/Taishiro Toyomitsu

Gang Orca/Sakamata Kugo

Status: The request box is open only for the monthly one-shot voting if the characters are chosen.

What is with people hating maple for something so simple and not really meaning it

Kill yourself please

I cant im sorry i still have too much krbk to read :(((((

This touched my heart😭🥰

I always thought I was a failure whenever I abandoned a fic for reasons and for never updating or releasing new fic for my lovely readers. However, reading this made me aware that at least I made people happy with fics that I've released in some way or another.

And as a reader, it made me realize again how much we look forward to updating, or just reminiscing while reading from our favorite author and favorite stories. That even if its abandon and never updated, we still love those fanfics no matter what.

You know what?

I love you, fics that take months to update. I click on the newest chapter and have no memory of this place and get to go back some chapters and rediscover how much i love everything about this story.

I love you, fics that take years to update. I think of you fondly, and know your names, go search for you and see an update from this year and scream, diving in uncaring of any missed details (i will finish the update and read you in reverse because this is a treat you have bestowed)

I love you, fics that probably will never update again. Thank you for being a roman empire for my mind, thank you for teaching me about the ephemeral fandom experience, for inspiring a thousand million what if-s, for being a comfort read and a nostalgia read and a reread.

I love you fic writers, who jump into projects and stories with enthusiasm. I love you when you succeed in pumping out those chapters and that love doesn't go away when you stop.

I love you fic writers who post and then get in your own head and never feel confident enough to update, whether it's at all or whether it's just that one story.

I love you fic writers, who have a fandom or media hurt you to the point of abandoning or having a hard time with their WIPs.

I love you fic writers, who lose interest or have life changes or illness or bad memory. Thank you for being part of the fandom, a core part of the fandom. Thank you for the time spent in the fandom.

I love you, fic writers who try out something new and then stop. You're so valid.

I love you, WIP fics that may or may not ever get finished. Thank you for brightening my day in the way only you could have.

yandere! sung jin-woo with kim dokja!reader mini series [part three]

warnings: angst, aged-up!reader [ late twenties], canon divergence, manhwa and light novel spoilers, mention of violence and death, OOC.

Please take caution in reading this series. By continuing to read on from this point, you are consenting to be subjected to reading material that might be sensitive or cause triggering.

If you do not wish to be subjected to a possible series of unfortunate events, leave now and find something else much more pleasant to read.

You are responsible for your own Internet consumption.

Hey guys, and welcome back to another episode of this crossover mini series! As you may or may not know, this is the second part of a gargantuan chapter that had to be divided up because the entire thing was a whopping 6k work count. @circeyoru and I are blown away by the support and love this series is continuing to receive, and we sincerely hope you will love the surprises we have in store going forward~!

So with that being said, let's see what will be broadcasting on today's Star Stream~! Comments from constellations are welcomed!

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[! ALERT] Command received. Player will be subjected to <FLASHBACKS> which are memories redacted and made to forget. As there is too much corruption, only the memories with the most significant impact and targeted specifically by the virus will be immediately recovered and viewed. The rest will slowly return to the Player. [! NOTICE] During the recall of <FLASHBACKS>, the Player will be given the third-person perspective, thus allowing movement within the memory. The Player will not be capable of any interaction as what the Player viewed has happened in the past. The surroundings of the experience will be based on how the memory was originally made. The memory will revert to its original state if any changes or alterations are made to it. Commencing <FLASHBACKS> 3… 2… 1… 

Entering [MEMORY 1: THE FATED MEETING]

Jin-Woo opened his eyes and saw a familiar sight. The Hunters Association. He looked around and noticed his former self coming out of the room with a sigh and glum look. He recalled this; it was the day he first got his rank evaluated after his awakening. He walked to stand in front of his memory, noticing the difference in height and build, as well as aura. He received the lowest rank possible and showed the lowest mana measurement possible. This was a memory he didn’t mind forgetting. 

“Aren’t you too young to be a Hunter?”

Jin-Woo flinched. It was that voice again, and that came right behind him too. He turned around and saw an unfamiliar figure. His eyebrows furrowed. He didn’t recall this, meeting someone like that after his evaluation. It never happened before. 

“I have too.” His memory-self spoke timidly. 

“I’ll bet it’s for money.” The mysterious figure spoke with an understanding tone, no malice, no mockery, nothing but care. “For yourself or…”

“My mother and younger sister.”

“Very noble of you.” The figure smiled warmly. “Can I offer some help? I’ve been around and I can direct you to some raids and teach you the basic of being a Hunter.”

“You won’t convince me to quit?” While Jin-Woo does not know what his memory self is thinking, he could guess and understand why his past self said that. The people that helped him get his rank all tried to persuade him to give up any thoughts of being a Hunter and going into raids, because it would mean pain, suffering, and death.

The figure hummed and chuckled. “No way I’m doing that. Not when you’ve already decided that you’re going to go through with it. The least I could do is help you experience better. By the way, I’m with the Hunter's Association. I work all over the place, so you can always approach me with anything. Hunter [Last Name] [First Name] at your service.”

Jin-Woo’s eyes widened. So this person was the Hunter Jinchul was talking about, what’s more, he knew her. He turned to his past self, seeing himself exchange names and contacts with the Hunter. His hand reached to clench his heart as he felt it ache uncontrollably. An unexplainable feeling over his entire body while he watched the two chat and laugh. 

[MEMORY 1: THE FATED MEETING] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 2: INTRODUCTION TO BETRAYAL]

The surroundings changed, and now he was inside what appeared to be a dungeon. He read over the memory’s title; this can’t be a positive one, but he has zero recollection of this place.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Your tone was icy and demanding, as were your composure and expression. You stood between a fallen memory of himself and a smaller group of Hunters; he also did not know who they were.

“In a moment, monsters will fill the room. By then, we can’t survive, and an outbreak will happen.” One of the Hunters said, “We need to assess the situation and focus on what best to do—the greater good.”

“The greater good you speak of is to sacrifice Hunter Sung to the monsters while we leave. Don’t you hear yourself right now?” You glared at the Hunters, your hand stretched out to your side as protection to the E-Rank  memory self behind you, all weakened and frail. “Forget it!”

The enclosed cave shook and made everyone wary. “You’re giving us no choice! We’re out of time!”

A smirk formed on your face. “Then why not die together? I rather that than let you let advantage of those you think are prey.”

One wall fell, but what caught Jin-Woo’s attention was the holographic book that appeared behind you, flipping its page to stop at a certain one before encasing both you and his memory self in a protective dome. Just as the Hunter team realized what you had done, goblins brutally ripped them to shreds. You hugged his memory self close to you, your words ringing loud amidst the chaos.

“Jin-Woo, I won’t always be able to care for you. Please know that you should always follow your gut feelings when it comes to shady people. When you can’t beat them in strength and power, protect yourself from danger. By any means necessary.”

Was this why he could tell that Hwang Dongsuk’s team was dangerous and shady from the start? The familiarity of the situation came to him and gave him the direction he needed to take, even when he had forgotten about it all. He encountered a similar situation with another Lizard team in the past, but he had protection, which resulted in a different outcome. 

[MEMORY 2: INTRODUCTION TO BETRAYAL] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 3: HELPING DEAL]

Now he was in his somewhere he was all too familiar with. The hospital where he frequents for his wounds and injuries and his mother. He watched himself stressing over the various papers to pay bills, medical fees for his discharge and treatment, continuous medical fees for his mother, school tuition fees for Jinah, the rent for the month, daily living expenses. The list goes on. He couldn’t help that he was weak and was knocked out of commission during a raid, yet his life goes on and if he can’t afford all this then…

“Let me see that.” The papers suddenly yanked out of his memory-self’s hands. “You just recovered, and you’re panicking looking at all this. Seriously, what am I going to do with you, Sung Jin-Woo?”

Jin-Woo had somehow grown accustomed to your continuous appearance in his memory. Unconsciously, his form would stand as close as he could to you. If he couldn’t, then he’d move to the perfect spot where he could see you and commit you to memory. Well, this was his memory, but he’ll add it to the lost memories he will recover here soon. Okay, stop, too confusing. Either way, he’ll remember. By now, he knew his face shared the same smile his memory-self would have when you appeared by his side. 

“I can’t help it.” His memory self sighed in defeat. “I think I need to trouble you for some raid tag-along or invitation.”

“No need.” You looked over the papers and your phone at the same time. “I got a quicker solution for you to earn quick cash. Easily, in fact, you can do it immediately.”

“Really?” His memory-self’s eyes sparkled. “How?!”

You pointed at yourself. “Your piggy bank is right here.” 

Jin-Woo and his memory-self had the same reaction as they both gave you a look saying, ‘are you serious?’. 

You waved your fingers, setting the papers on the table, “No need to think you owe me or anything, just think of me paying for your friendship or something.” You shook your head, “No, that won’t do. Hmm. Ah, why not let you pay me back in the future? I have a gut feeling that you’ll earn big money then!”

“How can an E-Rank earn big money?” His memory- self questioned you. Jin-Woo wondered the same, you sounded confident, and this wasn’t the first time he had seen you check your phone for something before doing it. It was like a habit of yours or something like your safety net, to double-check before anything. He even tried looking at your phone screen when you do, but it was pitch black for him as if something was preventing him from seeing what you do.

“Trust me on this.” You smiled at his memory- self. “When have I ever done you wrong or go against my word?”

“Never?”

“Exactly. I’m here to help you, Jin-Woo.”

Jin-Woo looked over at you, his hand reaching out to ghost his hand over your form. His hand went through you as if he was a ghost. Although he is inside a memory and none of his actions had any effect on what had already happened, he wanted to keep watching. He wanted to feel physically your presence. The way his memory self was this relaxed when you were around and the trust his memory self has in you made his heartache. 

The question in his mind now was how did he forget about you when you’ve made such a big impact in his life?

[MEMORY 3: HELPING DEAL] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 4: COMPANION FOR LIFE AND DEATH]

“It’s a chance to grow strong. There’s no way you’d let this opportunity slip by, right?” Your voice made Jin-Woo look back to see his memory-self and you sitting on a bench outside the hospital. “This system of yours is helping you and you should use it to the fullest.”

Jin-Woo’s eyes widened. You know about the system and his quests? This was no ordinary friendship for sure at this point. He thought he didn’t tell anyone of his secret to grow strong, but now there was someone that knew and was encouraging him to push forward. The person was none other than you, still he didn’t expect himself to see it.

“I can’t even finish the daily quests, it’s asking too much of me.” His memory self depressingly said. 

You hummed, leaning back. “Think of it this way. If you were given infinite wealth, but you have no idea who to use it or place to store it. What would happen to you?” At his silence, you continued. “You don’t know what to do with it. Or it’s stolen from you. Right now, all you’re doing and what you told me the system is telling you to do is just the stepping stone to your greatness. Instead of risking your risk for some cash, why not dream big?”

“I know but…”

“I’ll do those daily quests with you. 100 push-ups, 100 what? Running too.” You tried listing what you recall. “We’ll do it side by side so you’re not alone in this. I need to exercise anyways.”

“You’d do that for me?” There was a faint blush on his memory - self’s face that made Jin-Woo do a double take. “But I don’t want to bother you too much. You have your work to do too.”

You smiled, “No bother at all. I enjoy helping you. In fact, I’ll be your companion for life and death.”

[MEMORY 4: COMPANION FOR LIFE AND DEATH] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 5: THE GIFT]

Jin-Woo and his memory-self eyed the sword in your hands, presented to him like a gift. While he was still staring, his memory version asked, “What’s this for?”

“A gift.” You nudged for him to hold it, when he did, you shook your head, “Boy, was that heavy!” You eyed him and shrugged. “You find a use for it. Swords aren’t my fighting style, anyway. Plus, it was collecting dust.”

“I already have my daggers.” He countered.

You gave him a look. “You can use it or you can pass it to someone you trust to use it for you. I don’t mind. Just accept it, please.”

“If you say so.” His memory self sighed and placed it into his inventory. 

There it was again. Jin-Woo noticed that you’ve been hinting at future events for a while now. First, you predicted that there would be a time when money wouldn’t be his concern, then you gave him lessons and advice on dangerous events he met with, now you implied that he would have beings that fight for him and by his side, no doubt pointing at his Shadow Army now that he was watching his memories.

You took out your phone again now that your hands were free of the sword, swiping through the screen at something he couldn’t see. “That sword’s called Unbreakable Faith. I think you’ll figure out its function on your own in due time.”

Jin-Woo eyed the phone that you carry everywhere. In every memory he’s seen up to this point, you were never without your phone, even when you were in a fight or raid in a dungeon. 

[MEMORY 5: THE GIFT] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 6: A MISUNDERSTANDING]

Now, this scene was interesting. His Shadows were training, and his memory-self was exchanging blows with you. It was a session where he played his cards, and you countered them―even pointing out weaknesses he had. If his army were there when you were, then do they recall you? That was something he needed to confirm.

Not long after, the two of them were resting, and Jin-Woo stood next to you. Had this not been a memory, there would have been a Jin-Woo on either side of you. Judging from the clothing he was wearing, it was still a time before he was reevaluated and given the S-Rank. The size of the Shadow Army also showed that it was the early days. 

“A thought. Since you basically turn any dead beings into undead and a loyal soldier of yours with ‘Arise’, what if you killed me and did that to me?” 

The question somehow made Jin-Woo snap as he stared down at the memory of you being that carefree and nonchalant about what you had just suggested. His memory self had the right of it when his hand crashed the water bottle in his hand. 

“Why would I ever do that?”

“Oh, I don’t mean just letting you kill me or something. Like if there was an unavoidable situation where you had to kill me for something. Or if you found me dead. It’s better to ‘arise’ me and use me as a loyal soldier, right? I may be called the Laziest Hunter of All Mankind, but I know I have some mad skills and powers that could be yours to dispose of.” You explained your thoughts so casually and detached, as if you didn’t see value in your own life.

“I would never. As if I could just do that to you.”

Jin-Woo saw the way you smiled bitterly while his memory-self was still busy composing himself from rage at the thought of having to do that to you. You who had been helping him since the beginning? He wasn’t sure if his memory self heard what you said later on or not, but now he heard it loud and clear. “If your memories of me are gone, you would. In fact,” There was this emptiness in your tone, more than that, your eyes dulled as if you were a doll. “You’d have forgotten me and pushed me aside.”

“Hey.” Jin-Woo’s memory-self got up and kneeled in front of you. In a blink, you were back to normal and both you and Jin-Woo watched his memory-self intensely. “This is as good of a time as any, actually. If you’re not busy, and I’m not clearing any dungeons with Jinho, would you like to get something to eat together? Not as fellow Hunters, but like a date because I really-“

“Ah! Ah!” You lunged at him and covered his mouth. “What do you think you’re going to say! Think things through! It’s just an idea! Don’t let your impulses take over rational thinking!”

Jin-Woo could predict what his memory-self was about to say, and it hurt him when you halted him in the middle of his confession. Now he knew what his feelings for you were and what you were to him. 

[MEMORY 6: A MISUNDERSTANDING] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 7: FORGOTTEN DEATH]

In this snowy setting, he knew what event this was and when it happened. The Red Gate Incident. The Ice Elves on the battlefield proved it. He took one step and read the memory’s title. His form froze. Death? His head looked around and just in time, he saw you taking an arrow to the chest for him. His form moved before he realized, but just as his arms were ready to catch you, you fazed through him and laid on the snowy ground.

His eyes widened as he moved away, kneeling beside you. The moment he did, his memory self was by your side, screaming and crying for you to wake up and open your eyes. He was desperate. All that screaming made his voice ragged. Still, Jin-Woo could only question why he had forgotten such a memory like that. His form flinched when his surroundings glitched and the emotional memory of himself turned silent and numb, exactly like a switch had snapped in him. 

One moment he was hugging your body to his chest, crying and screaming, the next, he had discarded your body to the ground and left to put an end to the battle against Baruka. Jin-Woo knew how it goes, so he stayed by your side. He figured his past self was just too shocked and wanted revenge. He was like that as well. He knew himself. He watched your body glitch occasionally, and every time he reached for you, his hand went through your form. So he stopped trying. He wondered if it was a healing ability you had since he recalled Jinchul asking for you; there was no way you died here.

The exit of the gate generated itself, showing his past victory. Jin-Woo could hardly call it a victory when something like that happened. He watched his past self try to make Baruka a soldier but failed and thus his anger. Jin-Woo understood the sentiment, since that was a strong opponent. However, when his past self was just heading for the gate without you, he shouted, “Aren’t you forgetting someone?!”

To his horror, when he looked back, your body was gone. Where?

“Wait! Don’t go!” Jin-Woo shouted at his past self, he followed right behind his memory self, trying to knock some sense into himself. He knew this was a memory, but seeing you being forgotten and having relived the previous ones, he couldn’t rationally think and act. “You’re forgetting someone important!”

Despite it all, Jin-Woo watched in despair as his memory showed himself leaving the sight without so much as another word or a glance at you. There was no question where you were or the acknowledgement that you sacrificed yourself for him.

In Jin-Woo’s focus on his past self, he didn’t catch your already healed body being carried by a member of the White Tiger’s Guild out of the Red Gate and sent to the hospital.

[MEMORY 7: FORGOTTEN DEATH] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY ???: THE REASON]

Jin-Woo looked around, partially exhausted, mentally. Another dungeon setting. He walked a few steps and sure enough, you were there and so was his past self. The unnerving part was how he saw himself screaming in pain while holding his head. You were glaring at something. He looked over to that direction and saw a window screen. It thought it was his system’s notice, but the design was different, not to mention the colour.

It read the following:

[You have interfered in the protagonist’s path to the point of no return. The help and aid you have given was unnecessary. You will receive a punishment.]

Afterwards, his memory self was knocked unconscious. Jin-Woo watched as you clutched your head from pain, your body shook, and your form swayed and wavered. He heard footsteps behind him and saw a pack of wolves. He turned back to you. You were in no condition to fight and neither was his past self.

But by some miracle, you pushed through and protected yourself and him from the wolves. You collapsed onto the ground, panting, “What kind of punishment is it this time…?”

“This time?” Jin-Woo repeated with dread. Every time you have helped him and aided him, has it resulted in your suffering? He watched familiar system screens trying to undo what was done and failing at every attempt. From the beginning, his system was trying to counter this bug.

You smiled and patted his past self’s head. “Don’t worry, I’m not giving up on you.”

The scene shifted and he saw himself looking out the hospital window while dressed in white. Patient garbs. The door opened and in strolled you with a bouquet and a basket of fruits. “Jin-Woo, how are you feeling? I told you not to push yourself too hard.”

Jin-Woo watched as his past self turned to look in your direction. He flinched at the emotionless expression on his own face. “Who are you?”

You, too, flinched at his cold words. Contrary to Jin-Woo’s confusion, you nodded and smiled bitterly with a soft mutter. “I see, so that’s the punishment. Memory alteration.”

You sighed and placed the flowers and fruit on his table. “I’m a friend of your sister, Jinah. She couldn’t make it today, so I came in her stead. She said to wish you a swift recovery!”

“Oh, thank you for the trouble!” The way his memory self just lit up that easily when it wasn’t you was sickening to Jin-Woo. 

The scene shifted again. This time he was at a raid, and you were by his side trying to help him, but he remained unresponsive as he ignored your being entirely. Still, the way you kept continuing to protect him and indirectly help him made Jin-Woo’s head hurt and his heart ache uncontrollably. What sick and twisted ploy is this?

The scene changed. Now it was just himself fighting alone. You weren’t even by his side anymore.

[! ALERT] <FLASHBACKS> have completely be re-experienced, Player will be returned to the present. <RESTORATION> is completed. Everything has been restored.

“Inventory.” Jin-Woo immediately checked. In his inventory, there was this sword he had only seen in his memories. Unbreakable Faith. He received it from you. It was right there now, but before this whole thing happened, it was never there. Someone played him. His fist balled and slammed into the desk, creating a spiderweb of cracks, tears formed and flowed down to his cheek and chin. This heaviness, this unbearable void, all these feelings were rushing at him like a tidal wave. 

[Sung Jin-Woo, there is no need to shed tears for a character with such little importance. All you have seen is useless and insignificant. Do not mind the details and look at the bigger picture. You have no need for the forgotten one.]

“How could you do this? To just remove all my memories of someone so important to me, when I was at my lowest?! How could you remove her memories too?! This has nothing to do with you!”

You were innocent, you were merely helping him, you wanted what was good for him. Yet for some reason, your good will was returned with pain and suffering that he was ignorant to. Now, with his returned memories, he knew he had vowed to protect you in return for all the good you have shown him and helped him. What good was that vow when he had forgotten the receiver?! Were you like him? With chunks of memory gone from your mind and don’t even realize the problem? 

[You are mistaken. Only your memories have been meddled in. You who the traitorous constellation holds dear and finds solace in. What better torturous punishment than to be unwanted and forgotten by the one person that is treasured to the ends of the universe and more? This is the perfect retribution.]

“What…” 

[The forgotten one was doing too much damage to your story, so I saw it fit to send this fragment away from you. I thought my actions were merciful enough, given that I didn’t interfere with your system to have you kill the traitor with your own hands. What was that quest called? <KILL THE ENEMIES>?]

“Mercy…?”

[Express your rage, depression, and murderous intent all you please. None would be effective to a being such as myself. Nor would it bring back that constellation to your side. However, do you truly even need such a presence by your side, Shadow Monarch? For how long have you forgotten those memories? For how long have you ignored such a presence? For how long have you ever needed that traitor? I give you your answers. You have been comfortable without that fragment for too long. What’s does it matter now that you know? It matters not. So, I give you this last chance.} [Do you accept this generosity to permanently forgot ever having this conversation and all relating to the forgotten one?] Accept

“So, you slipped through my system’s defenses by a small miracle, and that gives you the right to redact my memories of a person who saw me at my lowest point, when I was the weakest hunter of all mankind and still treated me like I mattered. But who said you could make her suffer for your own amusement? There’s no denying it. This isn’t revenge, so don’t give me that bullshit about a traitor’s retribution or the sins of a fragment. All I want to know, right now, is her location. Where are you hiding her?”

[You cannot hope to reach that forgotten presence. So do not waste your time and energy. The <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM> has made sure that inferior presence will never appear before your eyes ever again.]

[! ALERT] Search for <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM> complete. Match found. Devour all memory-related effects of <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM>? Including distorted image, videos, objects, memories, and others. Accept Decline

“Devour it all!”

[You will regre& !@#$(@#(%*%@#(*$@)#$*)!*#*&!*@]

[! ALERT] Command received. 

Jin-Woo collapsed in his chair. “Where are you. Where are you now, [First Name]?”

[! ALERT]

A quest has arrived. <SEARCH FOR THE FORGOTTEN>

Do you accept?

Yes No

[! ALERT]

A hint will be given upon acceptance.

“A hint.” Jin-Woo read through it. Exhausted from all the ball passing, Jin-Woo felt like a pawn in someone’s game and was accustomed to hurting someone he cared for. Now, he has the chance to take it all back and redeem himself. The first step was to look for you and bring you back to his side. “Accept.”

Do you wish to read [ITEM: LETTER TO THE MONARCH]? Yes No

“Yes.” In an instant, a piece of paper materialized in his hand. His hand brushed the words written on it and checked the signature at the end. When he saw it had your name, he immediately read through it. The more he read the worse his mood. By the end, he slammed it on the desk. “My Shadows!”

At the moment it took for his Shadows to materialize in front of him, enough to fill the room, he had gotten the picture Jinchul had sent to his phone. A clear picture of how you appeared, just as he remembered and saw in his memories moments ago. “Find Hunter [Last Name] and bring her back. Now!”

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Serendipity Series

Summary: (AU) In every lifetime, Sung Jinwoo will make sure to leave a mark on your soul. To always accompany you as your devoted husband to his lovely and cute wife, no matter what...

Watching from a distance, Sung Jinwoo slowly savoured the taste of the wine in his glass, his fingers clenching the fragile stem. He restrained his anger as he witnessed your betrothed humiliate you and revoke your engagement for his mistress. Painting you as a villain to everyone as that foolish of a man flaunts his infidelity called 'love'.

Sung Jinwoo couldn't help but sneer at them and find fate laughable.

He has always been determined to have you as his wife, no matter what. However, fate has a twisted sense of humour. It seems, that in order, for him to have you, you must first endure humiliation and a broken engagement.

If fate is going to play its hand, then don't blame him if he turns the situation to his advantage and claims you as his own. And as for those who have wronged you, they will face the consequences of his wrath.

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except for my characters and plot.

Warning/Genre: Romance, AU, drama, broken engagement, Yandere (Sorry for the miss grammar)

Chapter 1 - Stupidity

In a banquet hosted by the royal family in the palace, your betrothed, the crown prince hugs his first love protectively in his arms and condemns you without hesitation in front of all the nobles in the kingdom.

A smug smirk on his lips as he looked down on you while you, on the other hand, glared up at him.

The anger that has built over the years was on the verge of breaking as your supposed fiance embarrassed not only you but your family with the breakdown of your engagement.

Your name is Eliana Anderson. You are the eldest child of the Anderson household and the prestigious and precious daughter of the Primes Minister Anderson of your kingdom.

Ever since you came of age, you have been betrothed to the crown prince by the king without your father's approval.

You're the only daughter in your family and your father has always doted on you so of course the matters of your betrothal have been a sensitive and meticulous topic to your father. Not wanting to give his precious daughter to some boorish, unruly bastards.

And so receiving a marriage decree from the king, accompanied by a threat to your family, made your father furious beyond belief that you and your mother worried he might faint from anger.

Your father protested with all his might to deny this engagement, knowing how corrupt the current royal family is and how uncontrolled and malicious the current crown prince is but to no avail; the king ignored him.

In the end, you didn't have a choice but to follow, not wanting your family to end up in a difficult situation by opposing the king.

The crown prince does share the same sentiment on not wanting this engagement; however, that didn't stop him from showing his disgust at you. In fact, he seemed to revel in the opportunity to humiliate you whenever the chance arose.

The torment he has shown you since the first day of your engagement has never ceased, and continues even to this day.

And now he's hellbent on not only humiliating you but also destroying and smearing your family's reputation through the mud.

Letting out a breath, you calmed yourself, knowing that acting hysterical wouldn't benefit you nor save your family from the predicament this prince has thrown at you.

However, the urge to slap this idiot prince was so dangerously tempting that you had to close your eyes, and instead, a cold smile appeared on your lips and looked at your 'fiance'.

"If I may ask Your Highness, what crime have I committed that warrants you painting me as a malicious villain in front of everyone?" You coldly asked, your smile darkening as your hand clenched tighter on the fan you were holding.

Suddenly, a coquettish voice interrupted, "Lady Eliana, please stop lying and admit to your sins. Please don't make this harder than it is."

It was the woman whom your fiance had 'fallen' for. A woman who has brown shoulder-length hair, dopey downturned eyes and dressed in a white gown that accentuated her slim figure.

She has that pure, innocent beauty that always seems to attract men who want to unconsciously protect her.

It was the crown prince's 'first love', Amy Wilson, the illegitimate daughter of Baron Wilson, who was currently nestled in your fiance's arms.

Cowering and trembling as tears gathered in her eyes, looking like a small doe in front of everyone as she tried to confront you, earning her sympathy and pitying looks especially the crown prince and his stupid group of cronies.

You, however, were given a dark and condemning look from them.

You couldn't help but spit in disgust in your heart as you coldly looked at her.

She's a woman completely opposite of you, who has sharp and cold eyes, and whenever you look at the crown prince, a lingering disgust shows in your eyes.

Your once slender and petite frame is now tall and lean, the result of the training you have suddenly undergone to learn self-defence as you were pushed as the crown princess.

Truly a complete opposite from your past self. No more the naivety and joy in your once soft features.

Hearing her words, you sneered.

"As far as I know Lady Tr- Lady Wilson, I have only given you fair warnings on your behaviour and to maintain your distance as Your Highness is my betrothed. As for the accusations of harming you, unfortunately, I do not know of them nor have I done them."

You said as you gave them a cold smile behind your fan, patting yourself for catching yourself from calling that woman 'trash'.

That right, you have labelled that woman 'Trash' the moment she seduced the crown prince and tried to harm you.

Why, you ask?

It's not because you love that rotten bastard but because, in your eyes, the crown prince is a rotten garbage. And since there is a rotten garbage, it only makes sense that it has to be thrown in the trash and that trash is none other than Amy Wilson.

Hiding behind the crown prince's arms, that trash gave you a sly look.

You couldn't help but feel a disgusting chill run down your spine as an unsettling feeling settled in your stomach.

As far as you know, your actions thus far have been appropriate as a crown princess. Neither have you crossed the line of letting your feelings interfere nor have you remained ignorant of the situation to let it escalate.

You didn't hurt this woman in any form, only giving her a fair warning and if you did, you have your servants to witness it. As for the 'evidence' they have presented earlier, if experts, the kings and higher people in ranks were to investigate it, they would know it was nothing but fraud.

It's nothing but false evidence made by both the crown prince and his stupid group of cronies who were supposedly the next heirs to some of the most influential families in your kingdom and yet have been seduced so easily under such a contemptuous woman.

Regardless, they were nothing but brats who only rode their family's coattails and were nothing but a nuisance, using their power to abuse those who were weak and under them.

Thinking so, you curse them again in your heart and tried to calm your nerves as cold sweat still continues to run down your back.

"We have given and presented undisputable evidence, Eliana. Stop your nonsense and admit to it." The crown prince spoke with impatience in his voice, shaking his head as if he were speaking to a child.

Your eyebrow twitched hearing him calling you by your name so directly with such audacity.

If it were any other situation, you would have refuted him without reserve however since you were in such a situation, you can't do so recklessly or else your entire family would be dragged further than it already is.

Suddenly, the crown prince caught your eyes and gave a malicious smirk before declaring.

"Since your actions show just how much of an unreasonable and vile you are. How could I accept you as the crown princess and be the future mother of the kingdom! Hence, as of today, Eliana Anderson, you are stripped of your title as the crown princess and from now on Lady Amy Wilson will be the crown princess. Guards! Arrest her and throw her into prison for the crime of harming the crown princess."

You stared, speechless, at the crown prince at such absurdity.

That is when the unsettling feeling you have since you entered this ball completely grasps your whole being as if a slap hit you on the face. A whisper in the back of your mind becomes louder and louder as you feel something within you is on the verge of breaking.

You have always known that the crown prince was a good-for-nothing bastard. A spoiled bastard who only does whatever he pleases but it wasn't to the point of complete idiocy especially when it comes to you as your betrothal was one of the stepping stones on why he became the crown prince however it seems you have overestimated him.

Feeling your arms being restrained by the knights, you struggled. Your control over your emotions slowly slips as your frustrations and anger show.

You tried to regulate your breathing as you looked at the bastard before you, smiling mockingly as you gradually cracked under him.

He turns his head to look at your father who is now being restrained by the knights also when he tried to charge in your defence. A sickening smile on his lips as he taunted your father.

"Ah, Duke Anderson, unfortunately, you'll have to step down from your position as well since the evidence of your embezzlement and illegal actions have been presented to the king. The king has also decided that Marquis Henlyn will be replacing you as the Prime Minister."

Hearing this you curse the crown prince at such an abrupt accusation.

Your father with embezzlement?! Illegal actions?! being replace?!

Such stupidity!

Your father has been nothing but upright and loyal to the kingdom and its people. If it wasn't for him, this kingdom would have long fallen because of its corrupt royal family!

And now he's being falsely accused!? And on top of it, your father is being replaced by Marquis Henlyn who has been rumoured to have smuggled weapons and slavery between your kingdom and the other countries!

Just what kind of parasite is in that bastard's head to have allowed this especially the king!

You gritted your teeth as you yelled, "Your Highness, do you even realize what you're doing?! If you allow this, not only you and the imperial family will be implicated but the kingdom and its people as well! You say my father has done illegal doings and yet haven't you heard that Marquis Henlyn has smuggled not only weapons but has done illegal trading of slavery of our people! My father has been nothing but loyal and honest! Evidence?! It is nothing but a farce! "

Surely even this prince knows how impossible it was to replace your father as his hard work is more evident than this so-called ' evidence'.

Your father's power and authority are the sole reason he's the current crown prince. Removing you and your father would be a foolish move even the king knows this thus the reason he has given that marriage decree without your family's permission and yet why this?!

However, it seems not only have you overestimated the prince but that of the king as well as the prince laughed at you and leaned down as he whispered.

"Do you really think my father cares about your family now that your father has crossed his line? Not only has your father obstructed the royal family again and again, but this time, my father has had enough and since I have gained your father's authority and power, I no longer have any need of your family and my father wholeheartedly agreed to it."

Realization dawned on you as your eyes widened at the truth. A small yet audible sound of snapping resounded in you.

Suddenly a loud heartbroken cry erupted in your throat as you struggled fiercely, no longer caring for anything or your appearance.

Annoyed by your resistance, one of the knights kicks the back of your knees, resulting in you slamming your kneecap onto the floor.

Pain shot through your body. Your eyes reddened and tears welled up, not only from the pain but your control over your bottled emotions have now dissipated.

Gone! Everything you have worked hard for is now gone!

You shook your head and bit your lips until it bleed.

No, this can't be happening!

Even if you hated the crown prince, your position as the crown princess was the only thing that you couldn't let go of.

After all, because of the marriage decree these unscrupulous, unreasonable people have shoved down your throat, you have no choice but to let go of him. Someone so important in your life was exchanged for something you didn't want.

Feeling your cheeks wet, you realize that your tears have finally fallen.

Regret fills you to the point of suffocation as your mind unconsciously remembers the young boy you adored the moment you met him.

How you wish to have held his hand longer...

A/N: I'm sorry for the delay. A relative of mine has passed away and it has been stressful and with work thrown in. It had been chaotic instead which made it harder for me to write and edit.

Though I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the Serendipity Series! If it's not too much, please comment on your thoughts. Thank you!

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August One-shot Winner!

Hello everyone! It's heirloomgem! I hope my lovely readers are doing quite well!🥰

But anyway, I'm not going to stall any longer and would like to announce the winner of this month's one-shot, and it's none other than our handsome Shadow Monarch! Sung Jinwoo! (The voting poll here)

Look at this motherfucker's handsome smug smirk...(Author shamelessly giggling and blushing on the side. Her demon karma slapping her without hesitation to reality. Author:😑)

He always came out the strongest doesn't he, even in a voting poll.

Maybe he should run for president instead of being a police detective. I'm sure he would win a landslide victory.😆

ANYWAY! The one-shot will come out this WEEK, the last week of August! Stay tuned!