HI GUYS.. THIS IS WHAT I WON FOR A CONTEST... AND IM FIRST PLACE..

Roagh Road

The problem with the mask is that eventually you can't take it off.

There are some things more sensational, than being able to step on stage, praised and loved by everyone, those who chant your name, loves your works.

Something out there is important, something most people want.

Unfortunately, It can't be found easily, you have to earn it, you must deserve the goods in the thing, make sure you are worthy of having.

There is this one K-pop group, Named BTS, a sensational group, the legend, they received many awards in the past. ARMYs, their fandom name, they just loved the boys, they couldn't imagine the last concert, the last performance, last step on the magical platform, last Vlive, last Run BTS, last purple ocean, last sing of Dul! Set! and Born Singer. Last picture as a group. It will all end in sometime. They'll have to separate ways to be able to continue with their lives. It will be the hardest thing between the group and the fandom. They are more like family.

But everything has to come to an end. And start a new beginning.
The sound of the mic echoed around the stadium, ARMYs started to chant their group name. Each of them had their lights on, their Army bombs, projected with purple light.

Kim Namjoon

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

BTS!!!

The group chanted together with the ARMYs, It's breathtakingly beautiful.
But something out there, out the crowd, out the purple ocean that fan's hold. A hint of achiness, the pain of losing someone we love, someone we've supported, someone we've help to reach the top. It's something to cry for, something you can't change, something life has that we cannot control.

Fate...of all the people, their success. Them bringing happiness and enthusiastic feeling inside our rib cages, they have shared their talent, their voice, their music, to spread love and words that cured billions of people.

They have something extraordinary, something that human race will never forget.

The end of their career is only the beginning.

The serendipity of the seven members.

The voice that awaken us.

To love ourselves.

To wake up to the reality itself.

But even if they separate ways, start a new life, or some of them might continue with their career, and ARMYs will forever support the boys, whatever challenges has to come.
We have survived that challenges, we have climbed the mountains hand in hand, we have that huge connection, that keeps us going till the end.

We have survived the rough road together, soon we'll be alone, but their music will always be with us, it will guide and lead us to the magic shop.

Some things are fated to happen, reality has awoken humanity, It's time to Love Yourself.

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