I suggest you to listen to the song mentioned above 'cause that's my ultimate inspiration to write this short story

Enjoy~

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Only one person could answer his questions. Without any further delay he rushed to the residence of Kim Namjoon.

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"Don't worry, I'll handle it Hoseok. Bye." The man cut the call and turned around to find those same bloodshot eyes he had encountered a few months ago. But this time something in them seemed different. They didn't blaze with the revulsion and lustful hunger he remembered to have encountered with, rather they shone with helplessness and agonizing affliction, something which was out of his expectation.

"You knew, didn't you?" His voice was hoarse and almost inaudible, as if he was continuously being choked.

"It'll be okay. We'll figure this out." The man looked at him sympathetically before realisation hit him that he was low-key covered in blood.

"You couldn't figure out then. How do you expect to make things right now?" He had completely drowned in despair.

"Taehyung, what have you-"

"I killed Jin......" He stated with an emotionless expression. "..........with my own hands. I am a monster."

"No, Taehyung! Don't give in. You need to fight. You didn't know that you-"

Namjoon was cutoff as Taehyung now blurted in an emotionless voice, "Have access to multiverse. You think I didn't know?"

"What?" Namjoon asked as confusion hovered on him.

"Why do you think that I gave that note to Hobi hyung that day?"

Namjoon drove into deep thought before the mist of confusion cleared.

"So that he would bring me to you for help!" Taehyung blurted desperately as his eyes shone with tears, threatening to fall down. "What have you done?" He screamed making Namjoon flinch.

"I did save you."

"No, you just saved your own reality and let the other ones collapse?" He cried out the words as an endless stream of tears flowed from his eyes.

"That's not in our hands Taehyung." He tried his best to sound persuasive but the man only looked down as he tried his best to stop his fountain of tears.

"Right. I should've never expected so much from you." His voice cracked as the words flowed from his tear stained mouth.

"Taehyung! We tried our best but you should also remember the person from whom you're trying to run is you yourself."

"You're right. But who made me turn my back on me? Who made me forget myself? Who lied...........that I was gonna be okay?" He shouted while progressing towards the man. "It was you all! You knew very well that it wasn't gonna work. But you were scared. And that's why you didn't even let me fight it. And now he's gonna take me down too."

"What are you saying?" Namjoon knew what he had meant but he didn't want to believe it.

"This is the last remaining universe. After taking over me, he'll be free to roam around in all the realities in the multiverse, switching from one Taehyung to another. Yes! It's real! The theory of parallel universe exists." Namjoon was horrified by the words which he never wanted to listen even in his worst nightmare.

"I'm the same me, but your overgrown lie will gulp me down."

"No, i-it can't be! W-we can fix this." Namjoon stuttered as he tried to get a hold of Taehyung.

"It's too late. There's nothing you can do."

"N-no, just let me-"

"Look at me! I'm covered with blood! I'm not innocent  anymore. I wish.........you could've brought me back." He fell on his knees hopelessly as so did his tears.

"I-I'm sorry! I wish I had helped you back then but we can't mess with the parallel realities." Namjoon cried helplessly.

There was a moment of silence as he slipped into a deep thought. Maybe after all this time, he finally knew exactly what to do but somehow his body refused to act. Yet, with clumsy steps, he began to wander here and there, desperately searching for something.

"What are you doing?" Namjoon asked as his perplexed gaze and horrified thoughts roamed on the figure whose sight had just then landed on a mirror. Out of nowhere, he grabbed a chair and threw it on the mirror, breaking it into pieces. Henceforth he grabbed a piece and got ready to run it through his intestines but was stopped immediately by the other man who shook his head frantically.

"Don't! His only way to enter in this reality is me! If there's no me then there'll be no passage!" He screamed as he struggled to stab himself but the other guy just wouldn't let go of him.

"No Taehyung! There has to be another way!"

"Don't you see? This is the only way! It's too late doctor!"

"Don't be insane Taehyung! What about Hoseok and Emma? Have you thought about them?" He loosened his hold on the man as he perceived the sadness surrounding him. Taehyung took advantage of this and pushed the person harshly down on his back.

"You didn't let me save my other selves but I won't let my this self suffer because of your lie. I'm..........sorry."

"NO TAEHYUNG..........!!"

He closed his eyes shut, ready to cut through his flesh with the glass; but nothing came except for silence. Everything went still as both of them were holding their breaths. But it never happened. As Namjoon slowly opened his eyes, he was welcomed by the same figure. His head hung low and the piece of glass in his hand was just an inch away from tearing his stomach, but it dropped down and got reduced further into thousands of pieces which began to glisten with tiny drops of blood dripping from his hands. Everything turned down in the blink of an eye as the surrounding air had changed its aura from tragic to somewhat sinister.

"T-taeh-yung....."

The man lifted his head ever so slowly and as his gaze matched with his, his blood froze to ice. He could feel those vengeful orbs radiating his inhuman desires. Unknowingly, a heavy knot formed in his throat and his whole body shivered to the point where his senses became numb.

"Hello.......doctor........" The same voice which used to sound so soothing, now sounded menacing. He gazed shortly at his hand which was still trickling with blood, before licking his own blood off of his hand. "Mmmhh, there's no taste in one's own blood." His voice bore discontent as his eyes turned to the man again who was petrified by the scene in front of him.

"Don't be afraid! It's Taehyung." The man said with a mysteriously dramatic face. "You know, in my world, you're my favourite singer. Why did you have to be a doctor in this one. I'd hate to get you terminated." He spoke disapprovingly before advancing towards him.

Out of self-defense Namjoon grabbed the broken arm of the chair and attempted to hit him.

"Woah woah woah! You're trying to kill me? But weren't you trying to save me?" He said dramatically after dodging the hit swiftly, and again began to march towards him while he prepared for a second attempt.

"What did you do to him? Get him back!" He raised the object above his head to hit him but was stopped midway by a very strong grip.

"You're miscalculating doctor. I am him. One cannot run from oneself - you said that, didn't you? You have a brilliant mind. You could've used it for his aid; I'm sure something would've hatched out. But your fear stopped you and I'm glad, it did. Otherwise it would've been me in his place, can you imagine?" He laughed hysterically. It was an unpleasant laugh.

"Mmmmm.........You don't even know how to kill. Wanna see a demo?" He grinned like a maniac before his eyes became dark. Everything happened way to fast that even Namjoon's 148 IQ couldn't process it when he was hit and thrown on the ground with the same weapon which was supposed to be yielded by him. The harsh blow had caused his forehead to bleed slightly. He knew it was impossible for him to survive, yet he was determined to hold his breath if this maniac was to be stopped.

"Painful? I'll help you to get rid of it!" Namjoon could feel the manice in his voice and his whole body chilled; he was...........insane.

"Mind if I give you a little tip?" Namjoon was still lying flat on his stomach when he felt something drilling through his nape. "At first, you push the stick down. Then move it right and move it left. And finally dig it deeper with a crack!" A loud snap echoed through the room as blood splashed on his face. He wiped it off his face and chanted, "Boom! You got the head."

He threw the broken arm of the chair aside and kneeled down in front of the still figure which used to be Namjoon just a minute ago. He stared at the head for some moment; eyes still round with astonishment and mouth wide open. He took it and patted it lightly before saying, "Thank you and sorry. I was just showing a demo; don't take it personally."

He got up and something caught his eyes. Namjoon's phone. He grabbed it and saw the last person he had talked to; turns out it's none other than Hoseok.

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"It's 9:30. Time to shut the cafe. Are you done?"

"You all go ahead. I'll close it after I'm done." Hoseok bade the fellow workers goodbye before heading inside to finish his leftover chores. "Two missed calls from Emma. I wonder why she called in the middle of her date." He scratched his head while checking his phone, when his attention was diverted dy a dark figure that stood outside the glass door of the cafe, which had been wide open. Even though he was unable to spot his face, he very well knew whose figure it was.

"Tae?" He stated, confused. "Aren't you supposed to be with Emma? Wait, is this the reason why she called me? Are you okay?" He rushed towards him with a worried look.

"Never better Hoseok hyung! Never better!"

Hoseok halted his steps in the midway as the words entered his ears. "Hoseok.....hyung...?" He muttered in a low voice as he wondered why on earth would he call him 'Hoseok hyung' when Taehyung always calls him 'Hobi hyung'. His furrowed eyes soon dilated to reveal big round orbs as the man made his entrance into the light.

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The girl dialed his number yet another time only to increase her already overgrown frustration. She was furious as well as tired of searching for him all this time. "He better have a good excuse," she said angrily. "But why the hell is Hoseok not receiving his calls?" She couldn't figure out what to do so she decided to head out for the cafe.

"Hobi oppa, why aren't you-" She barged into the cafe nonchalantly, but was stopped immediately as her eyes caught the ghastly and awful sight in front of her. The man, in search of whom she had arrived, was there, but in a very gruesome state. His limbs had been twisted in an abnormal way, giving his figure a disrupted and deformed structure while his head was crooked a perfect ninety degree to the left and eyes were wide open as thin veins popped through the conjunctiva. The whole scenario left her devastatingly awestruck but what turned her stomach upside down was the figure of the man who sat there, in the middle of this nightmarish spectacle, munching and gulping hungrily; the freshly torn human flesh. While her sight stayed fixed on the thick raw flesh tenderly melting in his mouth and the bloody saliva continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth; her ears were surrounded by the constant crackles every time his teeth made when clashed with the ribs and bones.

She felt like her voice had died as a strong sensation of nausea enveloped her. But she didn't have a choice other than to accept the heinous reality. With a traumatized state, she stumbled her way to the first place she somehow had managed to think of.

As soon as she stepped into the house, her eyes miserably searched for a figure and she felt like her wish came true when she spotted a person, sitting on a sofa facing his back on her. Swallowing the heavy knot in her throat, she advanced towards him with trembling steps and then with an almost inaudible voice, called out, "D-dr. Kim......."

As soon as she placed her hand on his shoulder, she let out a terrified ear piercing scream at the sight of the head collapsing from the body. She moved away immediately and crawled in a corner.

She was a mess as her eyes leaked tears of fright and her entire form drenched with cold sweat.

They said he was gonna be okay, they lied. Only if they could undo the wrong, erase their misdeed maybe it could've saved him, the innocent him.

"Are you thinking of me as a sinner?"  A strangely smooth yet hoarse whisper echoed, making her shiver. She looked up to see his figure hovering over her; the same person who had asked her out so cutely just two days ago. She couldn't believe that someone could ever change so drastically.

"W-what are y-you?" Her voice came out like a painful whisper.

"I'm Taehyung." He sounded like she had just asked the dumbest question ever.

"Y-you-"

"Ahh! You saw that?" He pointed to the headless corpse enthusiastically before grabbing the head from the floor. "I thought it'd be fun. We can play with this. Here catch!" He threw the head towards her but she screamed, making him burst out laughing; her petrified gaze never leaving the object.

"Oh! Come on! Stop being a scaredy cat! Just touch it. It's not gonna bite you." He said after recovering from his laughter.

"Touch it." He said again in a stern voice, seeing the girl not even moving a muscle.

"I SAID TOUCH IT!!!" He screamed so loudly, that the earth seemed to have shaken due to the effect. She slowly brushed her vigorously trembling fingers lightly on the numb cheeks which had turned ice-cold.

"Good." He said with his signature boxy smile, except that they bore something entirely different today.

"Now smile for me!" He said cutely as he waited for her to smile. "I said smile." He repeated himself while raising a brow and she knew that she couldn't disagree to his request. So despite the horror, she tried her best to flash a smile.

"Wait, you need to smile like this. There!" He used his hands to stretch the corners of her lips wide and a satisfied grin appeared on his face while she shut her eyes tightly. "Good girl! I like you! From now on you're my friend, okay?"

She nodded frantically before the man pinched her cheeks lightly and got up to exit the place. When she was sure that he was gone, she burst into tears. She cried and cried until her eyes were void out of emotions completely. All the light had drained away and she was stuck all alone in an endless tunnel of darkness. She didn't even have a good reason to live. Afterall, every person she had learned to care about was gone. No one was there! No one!

But what if all this repeats again? What if one day someone else ends up just like her? There's a saying called 'history repeats', isn't it? No! She could never let that happen! They couldn't save Taehyung or themselves from paying the price of their lie, but she's not gonna let anyone else die because of their mistake!  So, she took out her phone and dialed. "Hello, SMPA (Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency) here."

"H-hello.......t-there's a-" She was about to let it all out when the same piercing gaze met hers out of nowhere. His long fingers took the phone from her ears as in to check the caller id. When his eyes landed back on hers, only one word slipped from his tongue, "Traitor."

He slapped her hard, throwing her down on the floor. "You wanted to tell them our little secret, didn't you? So here's your reward."

He took a piece of the shattered mirror and used it to cut through her tongue as she screamed in agony. But that could not help as her cries sounded like music in his ears. As if that wasn't enough, that the next thing he did was push the glass right through her left eye and scoop out her eyeball, earning another terrific cry. She clutched the area with her fingers as blood flowed endlessly through them while trying to crawl away from him. But he flashed a cruel grin before grabbing a good amount of her hair. He banged her head against the floor multiple times until her whole body became motionless.

He looked at her figure for a good amount of time before saying, "You were good but a liar afterall. And Taehyung hates liars;  doesn't matter which one? Right Tae?"

He giggled whole-heartedly at the cries of a distinct voice  only he was able to listen and no one else! "You'll get over her. I wish I could taste her, but I'm full." He looked at the lifeless girl one last time before rolling up his hood, plucking his headphones in and walking out.

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~CAUGHT IN A LIEEEEEE

PLEASE FIND THE ME WHO WAS INNOCENT

I CAN'T ESCAPE FROM THIS LIE

PLEASE RETURN MY SMILE

CAUGHT IN A LIEEEEEE

PEASE FREE ME FROM THIS HELL

I CAN'T ESCAPE THIS SUFFERING

SAVE ME WHO IS BEING PUNISHED~

"Park.....Jimin...? You're my new favourite." The music blasted in his ears while a creepy piercing whistle shrilled through the night air as he faded into the dark empty streets.

THE END

woahhhhh did I just officially complete a story in wattpad????😰
might sound over dramatic but for my lazy ass it's a huge accomplishment😁

thank you to all who wasted their time reading this shit of mine and supporting me......😊

honourable mentions to my pandas Sanjida_sinthy, JungFayZay and specially birdlover_101 who's always pushing me to write stuff like this..................I dedicate this chappy to you freaks along with all the sweety buns who chose to give this book a go....................

I love you all 3000infinity😂
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*I downloaded this pic to use in this book because he just looks so gorgeously creepy👀 but guess what I never got the chance😒

anyways still you can look at him, I hope no one will mind ehh😜

see ya back in my first book which I don't know when😒*