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He doesn't know where he is, he feels cold, feeling cold metal stick into his skin, a collar and chains attached onto his neck and wrists, attaching him to a wall, keeping him in place, so he cant move
This place is made off cobblestone, wet patches covering the ground, his skin is soft but cold and clammy, his skin delicate even under the layers off grime covering him, his hair is dark brown and limp, his eyes a bright yellow colour, the colour off everyone from his homeland, the only people that have this eye colour
Homeland? What is his home land? Where is his homeland, does he know?
He hasn't seen anyone in, he doesn't even know how long, he feels sick, he knows his skin is pale and sickly, dark circles deeply etched into his skin, his throat is strachey, his head thumping and aching from where he sits on the cold wet floor
He's not made for the cold, that's his one weakness, when he had- Ji- when he had someone he- can't remember, someone helped him, someone could control fire,
People can't control fire, that's impossible
He knows someone has been here, he was trapped somewhere different before, a wooden box deep in the ground, it smelt like dirt and damp grass when he was pulled out, the lights and fire around him, burning his sensitive eyes, making them water
They were people circled around him, tens off them, in dark robes with blood dried, clumped into them, there were dead animals all around him, making him gasp softly, choking on his breath, gagging as someone grabs onto him, dragging him into the circle the people are making around him, circling around him, making him feel trapped, he doesn't like feeling trapped,
Not since his homeland was des- he doesn't have a homeland
It's dark, really dark, the only lights from the dark blood like moon and the torches of fire circled around him, we're in a field, what looks like the middle off no where, the field surrounded with mountains on every side
He feels his head ache sharply, images flashly in his head, its like hes watching a movie, the image off people laughing and playing in the field, they're 7 off them,
One with blonde hair, he has long blonde hair and speckled freckles along his face, his face is tanned and angular, theyres a taller one, with dark long black hair, he has pale skin and plump red lips, he looks other worldly, they all do, theyres one that's buff he looks very muscular, but he has a cute face, and he seems to be smiling at someone, they'res one with sharp cat eyes and a sharp nose, in any other situation he would be terrified off him, but for some reason he feels warm, he feels warm when he looks at him,
Theyres three more, one with fluffy chocolate brown hair, he's cute with big doe eyes and lightly tanned skin, another with long ginger hair, sharp jaw line and cheekbones, he looks like a fox, the last one looks like a puppy, he has dark brown hair, and he's smiling, he's just so cute and beautiful
He gets knocked out off his thoughts when the people start chanting, shouting words that he can't fully understand, strong arms gripping onto him, clasping chains around his neck and wrists making him gasp at the coldness
They are chanting, chanting about someone called Bang Chan, they seem to be worshipping him, they start bowing down slowly, the one holding onto him, pulls him upwards, speaking loudly, "WE HAVE SUCCEEDED, AFTER 2 YEARS, WE HAVE REVIVED LEADER OF THE SKZ AFTER HIS ASSASSINATION ON THIS VERY DAY 2 YEARS AGO!!",
The people start cheering, he winces at the loud, His head starting to swim, who's Bang Chan??
He feels his vision start to darken, the loud noises turning into white noise as he collapses, everything fading to nothing