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He didn't understand. But everyone was very upset with what happened. A voice called to him and lulled him over.
Past the rubble and buildings, there was a secret door that was still intact despite having nothing around it, it called for him to open...
He twists the door knob open and instead of destruction, he sees flowers.
He swings it open and it was like it was a gateway into another world. He looks at where he came from and steps into the flowers.
They don't remember anything but he had figured it out a long time ago. The problem was, what was he going to do with his powers? It's not as if though his one person can help everyone in the world.
He sighs and tucks his hair behind his ear and bending down to puck some flowers.
He noticed there was a river of white flowing down ahead and he walks towards it after seeing someone familiar laying in the middle.
"Yeonjun-hyung... there had to be another way... why did you..." he sighs and combs his hand through his hair in frustration. He looks at Yeonjun-hyung then at the flowers.
He bends down and picks up a giant root and snaps it easily in half, he builds a crown but it turned out too big so he decided to make it into a chair instead. He moves Yeonjun-hyung and make a smaller one for the crown and places it on top of his head.
He smiles, teary eyed and wipes his tears on his sleeves.
"If you wake up the flowers will tell me... okay? So Yeonjun-hyung... don't sleep for too long."
He traces the cut on his throat and looks away from the reality of it all and walks back. The roots curl and crawl towards him but he didn't come back.
Someone else did... a red head walks towards the scene in confusion and shock. A message from a bird from another world, in hopes that their fates would be better.