al1 [svt] **ORIGINAL**

T H I R T Y - S I X .

a/n: shoutout to the talented @glazeddonutsaregross for drawing inked fanart of jeonghan, jihoon and minghao! check it out in their art story or the images i've attached! they did a really good job and im so thankful that someone actually drew fanart of a story i impulse created.
to you, reader, thanks for reading this story :)

a chubby, yet very handsome male runs down the corridors—past all the corpses, bloody writing and any other living being.

seungkwan
"pant.. pant.."

seungkwan
"why me.."

seungkwan
"me of all people.."

a person walks behind him. half of his body has been skinned, so all that can be seen is a peach pink layer of flesh. in his hand is a knife that is stained on the tips with red marks.

hansol
"get back here!"

hansol
"we aren't finished
yet, seungkwannie!"

seungkwan doesn't turn back.

he runs straight into somebody; a familiar chocolate brown haired male with cold but kind brown eyes.

seungkwan
"wonwoo?!"

seungkwan
"you're
here too?"

wonwoo
"seungkwan-"

seungkwan sees a black handgun in wonwoo's pocket.

he grabs it without hesitation; whipping back to see hansol getting closer and closer.
hansol lifts his bloody blade to his lips and licks it; eyes glowing a deep red.

D e m o n

bright red letters appear in the top left corner of seungkwans vision and he isn't hesitating whatsoever.

hansol freezes in his tracks and his eyes fade back to a faint brown.

hansol
"s-seungkwan.."

seungkwan
"step closer."

seungkwan
"i dare you."

seungkwan
"i'll shoot."

hansol
"wait hold on."

hansol
"i was just
joking around
with you, kwannie."

hansol
"i could never
hurt you!"

hansol
"i didn't
lay a finger
on you!"

seungkwan
"tell that to
my bleeding
thigh and leg."

seungkwan
"game over,
hansol vernon chwe."

seungkwan shoots.

the bullet hits hansol right in the stomach.

the boy stumbles forward, puking his own blood onto the filthy floor as seungkwan shoots him a total of thirteen times.

hansol looks up at seungkwan. a bright smile on his face despite the tears rolling down his cheeks.

hansol
"thank.. you.."

he collapses onto the ground. fading into black dust.

wonwoo looks on in terror.
seungkwan remaining dead silent.

CONGRATULATIONS!

YOU HAVE ERADICATED
THE SECOND DEMON!

5 ARE LEFT UNTIL
YOU CAN ESCAPE.

HERE'S YOUR PRIZE!

a piece of paper appears in seungkwan's hands.
on the paper, lyrics are written in neat english.

ITEM RECEIVED
HANSOL'S SONG
- an item endowed by the spirit of demon hansol. as a human, hansol was a passionate rapper who struggled with acceptance and criticism of his rapping skills—but he persevered and achieved his dreams. this item does not have a functionality yet.

seungkwan stares at the paper with confused eyes.

wonwoo reads the lyrics over.

trauma got me bad bad
i dropped out of middle school
basically had no friends
boxed in boxed in
in my own world
stuck in my fantasy like
dreaming it to be real life
i waited without much thought
but now I realize
at this rate, I'll be all alone
i don't know what to do
besides this, i only had earphones in my ears
turn up the volume
i don't wanna be alone
no i don't wanna be forgotten
so i'ma sing this song
anybody listening?