Vishva

Chapter 3

Kali's Pov:

What on earth possessed him? He was perfectly fine just moments ago, but now he's acting completely deranged. It's as if a switch has been flipped, and a dark force has taken control of his mind and body. 

His eyes, once filled with clarity and sanity, now glimmer with a wild and unsettling intensity. I quickened my pace, not bothering to glance behind or pause until I accidentally bumped into a drunken person. 

The collision jolted me, causing a surge of adrenaline to course through my veins. I stumbled back, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to regain my balance. The intoxicated individual, seemingly unaware of the commotion, swayed unsteadily before me, his glazed eyes barely registering my presence. 

The intoxicated dude appears to be quite young, and he is completely out of it. He has untreated injuries all over his body, and he's muttering someone's name. Without paying much attention to him, I quickly dodged to the side and continued walking ahead. 

However, he grabbed my hand and began uttering something that I couldn't comprehend. I attempted to free my hand from his grasp, but unfortunately, my efforts were unsuccessful.

I glanced down at his injured body, noticing the deep gashes and bruises that covered him. It was clear that he had been through some sort of traumatic event, yet he remained in this disoriented state, unable to seek help or receive the medical attention he so desperately needed.

As he continued muttering that same name, I strained my ears, trying to make sense of his words. It was as if he was desperately calling out for someone, pleading for their presence or assistance. The desperation in his voice sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for this lost soul.

Realizing that my attempts to break free were futile, I decided to take a different approach. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, and gently placed my free hand on his shoulder. In a calm and soothing voice, I asked him, "What's your name? Can you tell me what happened?"

His eyes, bloodshot and unfocused, met mine for a brief moment before drifting away again. His voice trembled as he struggled to form coherent sentences, but amidst the slurred words, I managed to catch fragments of a story. It seemed he had been involved in some sort of accident, but the details remained hazy and disjointed.

He answered my questions by saying, "I'm Jungkook, and I'm looking for my Tae, who I lost two years ago." I was surprised by his response, as it seemed to hold a deeper meaning than I initially anticipated. Curiosity piqued, I couldn't help but inquire further, "Is Tae your girlfriend? Was she kidnapped?

Jungkook's expression turned solemn, his eyes reflecting a mixture of longing and pain. With a heavy sigh, he began to unravel a tale that seemed straight out of a heart-wrenching novel.

Jungkook:

 He means more to me than just a lover; he's my closest confidant, my sole family, and the person who understood me like no one else ever could. Our bond was unbreakable, built on a foundation of trust, love, and unwavering support. We shared our deepest secrets, fears, and dreams, finding solace in each other's arms.

But fate dealt us a cruel blow, snatching him away from me in the most tragic way possible. He tragically passed away in a car accident two years ago.

Flashback:

Growing up at the Stain Merry Orphanage, Tae and I have been best friends since we were young. Tae's parents abandoned him at birth due to poverty. They believe that it would be preferable for their child to grow up in an orphanage because they are incapable of raising them.

 When I was four years old, a gang of criminals killed my parents, and my relatives abandoned me in an orphanage rather than raise me themselves. I made Tae my best friend on his first day of living in an orphanage. we resemble inseparable souls. 

we were enjoying a pleasant life in the orphanage at the age of 14 until one day I witnessed a male staff member harassing the Tae. My bloodshot up in rage at seeing the agonizing scene before my eyes. Taking a pen, I prodded the male staff member's eyes, grabbed Tae's hand, and fled the orphanage.

I made a promise to shield Tae from any harm and stand up against anyone involved in that incident. I'm willing to go to great lengths, battling against the Timeline and even my demons, just to ensure Tae's safety, even if it costs me my life.

For Tae's safety, I would overcome every personal obstacle, every inner demon that dared to stand in my way.

Even if it meant sacrificing my own life, I was willing to pay the ultimate price. Tae's well-being was worth more to me than my own existence. I would lay down my life, if necessary, to ensure their safety and protect them from harm's reach.