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curechocolattymilk · 3 years

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TES V OC Thingie

[Got tagged by @jessaryss ! ]

Pause your game! Wherever your OC is in their game currently, tell me about their story so far.

✧✧✧ General

Current Level: 56

Name: Jeer-Tei Perdes

Name Meaning: Literally got it from a name generator lol. But lore wise it was a name gifted to them in honor of an Argonian who served beside Tei’s mother during the Great War

Pronouns: They/Them

Age: Early 30s where they are story wise???

Race(s): Argonian

Place of Origin: Hammerfell

Pick A Theme Song For Them: oof that's tough... From a Crowded Wound or maybe even Firstwake? If you really played around w personal interpretation/the lyrics that is haha

✧✧✧ Locations

Where Did You Begin Their Game?: Argonian Assemblage, Windhelm (Alternative Start)

Where Are They Currently In Your Game?: Whiterun

What Are They Doing There?: Just finished attending a party held in their honor (Post Blood of Kings)

Homes?: Breezehome, Proudspire, Lakeview & Autmnwatch

# of Locations Discovered?: 274

Dungeons Cleared: 104

Misc. Quests Completed: 87

Favorite Areas and/or Locations: Falkreath / Lakewview Manor. Both areas are where Tei heads off to in order to collect their thoughts/feel some sense of calm.

✧✧✧ Main Quest

Are They Dragonborn / Do They Know It At This Point?: Yes & yes

How Do They Feel About Being Dragonborn: It's...complicated, being thrust into the role of savior by gods of the Cult, which in turn are followed by the folk who see you lesser than them. Tei already has a dislike towards the Divines, this doesn't really help lol

Main Quests Completed: 21

Where Are They In The Main Story Line: Alduin's dead, currently trying to ignore the Civil War as long as they can before the Empire forces its hand into forcing them to join their ranks

Dragon Souls Absorbed: In total overall? 147. The amount currently stored in Tei? 45

Words of Power Learned: 64

Shouts Mastered: 21

Favorite Shout: Firebreath / Dragonrend

✧✧✧ Combat

Most Used Weapon(s): Daedric war axe OR Dragonbone battle axe. Tei technically has both on them at all times during adventuring, alongside a shield, so which they used depends on the situation/which they grab fastest.

Combat Style: Two/One-handed tank. Main tactic is to rush in, cause as much damage/chaos as possible to shake up the opponent, & clean up what the ranged attackers of the party (usually Rumarin, Inigo and/or Lucien) weren't able to deal with.

Armor Type / Level In It: HEAVY ARMOR BABYYYYY (Level 100 + 35 extra points via enchantments)

# of Training Sessions: 99 in-game, lore wise its a lot of self-teaching/keeping their skills learned from Hammerfell sharp. Some of these are magic but lore-wise this doesn't happen cus Tei is not a magic user, save for shouts. I just did those in-game for exp OR so I can help Lucien raise his magic skills :'D

Who Taught Them?: In-game?? Fuuuck so many npcs. Lore-wise? They learned this from their schooling in Hammerfell, going off the canon-lore that it's p much expected for everyone to have a grasp on combat & weaponry! Though they did learn a few things from Kaidan & Anum-La.

Favorite Enemy Type: Dragons! Despite the fact Tei does not have the best magic resistance, it's one hell of a challenge they love to meet.

Least Favorite Enemy Type: Automatons, because of a bad experience with them as a child. Also Undead, because they were raised not to disturb them & it just feels so wrong having to fight them/go into tombs.

People Killed: 945

Animals Killed: 749 (Hunterborn makes hunting fun lol)

Undead Killed: 766

Automatons Killed: 105

Daedra Killed: 136

✧✧✧ Magic

Favorite School(s): None, actually. Destruction is okay though....they guess

Most Used Spell(s): Firebreath or Dragon Aspect. Tei doesn't consider shouts spells though. It's totally different guys shut up they ain't no smelly mage gods

Spells Learned: 9 in-game, mainly due to the spells you're kinda forced to learn for some quests/the ones you automatically know

Items Enchanted: 19 (Tei technically doesn't enchant, and wont next playthrough for sure I wont give in this time >:[ )

College of Winterhold Quests Completed: 8

Where Are They At In The Questline?: Main quest is done bcus i dont like seeing unfinished quests in my journal lmao. Tei's involvement is completely different from canon though in my take. Moreso was hired as a guard for the expedition & was, unwillingly, dragged into the rest of the mess. Is not offered the Archmage position, that went straight to Tolfdir.

Opinions on Magical Guilds (Arcane University, Winterhold, Psijics, Synod, Radiant Dark, etc.): As they get older, they tolerate the guild & magic users more n more, BUT, Tei grew up in an environment that frowns upon the practice of magic, & it shows. They mainly mistrust necromancers/illusionists & still hold onto that belief that reliance on magic, especially for combat, is a weakness.

Bold words for someone with shit magic resistance.

✧✧✧ Crime

Current Gold: 10,640

How Did They Acquire Their Gold?: Odd jobs, selling a lot of the items they made/harvested from smithing & hunting (jewelers are their go-to hirers bcus Tei is great at getting things like ivory), Dwemer ruin diving (they refuse to loot the tombs), also yknow....being part of the Dark Brotherhood helps

Largest Bounty On Their Head: 11,240

For...?: Unfortunately they did not stand down when they were being falsely accused of murder in Markarth. First time Tei called down dragons (Sahrotaar, specifically, Tei managed to get command of Miraak's dragons post-Dragonborn) to absolutely smite some fools.

Current Bounty: None! They're good at not getting caught/threatening and/or bribing guards. :)

Locks Picked: 15 i think?

Jail Time: 1, Cidhna Mine

Jail Escapes: 1, teamed up w the Forsworn lol

Murders: 28

Assaults: 307....In their defense people keep getting in their way during dragon attacks

Items Stolen: 37, most of them from the nobles of Windhelm

Thieves Guild Quests Completed: N/A (wont be doing this storyline unless i cant find a mod that'll let me get the shouts locked behind it)

Dark Brotherhood Quests Completed: 20

Where Are They At In Those Questlines?: DB is completed main arc wise!

✧✧✧ Relationships

Relationship Status: Married to two lovely fellas

Current Companions: atm? none

Housecarls: Lydia & Rayya

Friends (outside of party): Zora Fair-Child, Inigo, Lucien, Anum-La, Morndas, Aela the Huntress, Nazir, Babette, Scouts-Many-Marshes, Isobel, Madesi

Children: Khash, Chases-Starlight, Ram-Ku. (going of where Tei is now - Otero & Mei come around later on in Tei's story!)

Romantic Interest(s): Kaidan & Rumarin.

Sexual Orientation:

GAY

✧✧✧ Religion

Pantheon: Yokudan, with a hint of Hircine worship in there

Patron Deity(ies): From the Yokudan pantheon: Tei mainly views HoonDing as their main patron, but also prays to/pays respect to Satakal.

They are also Hircine's champion.

Daedric Quests Completed: 3 (Hircine, Vile, Dagon - the last Tei didn't really help, moreso pissed off)

Aedric Quests Completed: 1 if you count the whole Alduin thing I guess?

How Devout Are They?: Tei is rather devout, esp to their Yokudan patrons, praying or making offerings daily. They aren't the type to really push it in your face though, but have no issues answering questions one might have.

How Do They Feel About Talos Worship?: Deep down they acknowledge & admit trying to ban worship is terrible, but....Tei also lets their bias/experience with Windhelm, the Stormcloaks & especially Ulfric kinda cloud over this. If the Nords want their old ways so damn much, why fight for a divine from the Imperial Cult? Why not go back to the actual old ways? No, this isn't about worship, not to the men leading this so-called rebellion, they just needed something other than their racist bullshit to fool the common man into throwing their lives away for the nobles sitting comfortable in their thrones.

Also during their whole thing of getting into their role of dragonborn, they get a bonus 'fuck this dude actually' towards Talos, Ysmir, whatever the fuck he calls himself. (tldr; it sucks but good luck hearing Tei say that fully)

✧✧✧ Politics

Gray-Mane or Battle-Born?: Neither, ask them again they will punch you for the love of Ruptga they get asked that every time they enter Whiterun.

Stormcloaks or Imperials?: Also neither, Tei hates em both n think they can all choke. Unfortunately they were forced to join the latter due to, yknow, calling dragons & causing massive damage in Imperial territories during isolated fits of rage and the group being more aggressive in wanting something in return for "letting it slide"....oops

Opinion on the Thalmor?: Oh absolutely despises them, they loudly complained having to work with them during the CW & would go out their way to disrupt their plans/piss them off. Sneaking was an option they did not take during the Embassy quest, if it helps paint the picture.

Opinion Of Ulfric Stormcloak?: Tei doens't say they hate people often...but they sure as hell hate Ulfric. Again, their experience in Windhelm added to this heavily, how both the Dunmer & Argonians were treated like shit, with no help whatsoever from the Jarl or guards when the local Nords targeted them. It's still up in the air if I keep this for Tei's story, but I have it where they knew Chases-Starlight's parents, who were killed. When Tei went up & demanded justice/an investigation, only to be brushed off because it "wasn't a priority," it completely destroyed what little empathy or hope they had left for Windhelm as a whole.

Opinion of The Empire?: Cowards too weak to continue fighting back against the Thalmor, in their opinion, & holds these views they grew up with even when being strong-armed into aiding them. If anything they're at least attempting to use their influence to hint towards a rebellion against the Thalmor, but the Empire could also full-on dissolve & they could give less of a shit.

Civil War Quests Completed: 0

✧✧✧ Personal

How Are They Doing? Need Some Juice? A Nap? A Hug?: The whole event of Blood of Kings has fucked with their head, to say the least. It's the starting point of Tei's eventual spiral. So uh...yeah they're not sure how they're doing everything they knew about reality was kinda challenged & they don't rlly have anyone to talk to about it so its cool, its fine, its all good.

A nap is probably needed, not sure about a hug theough they're super flinchy rn

Days Past In Game: 196

Hours of Sleep: 846

Food Items Consumed: 1833

How Many Playthroughs Have You Done With This Character: Tei actually is an older character from the 360 days so uh...maybe 5 at most? This playthrough & their S:EC one coming up when the mod releases being the main ones focusing on their story

Overall How's Your Level Of Fun: Alright I would say! I just been stepping away from Skyrim more often lately to avoid burning out from it

Must Have Mods To Play This Character (for story or other reasons): Ordinator, Wintersun Faiths, Immersive Armors, Sarcastic Player Dialogue, 3DNPC, Inigo, Lucien Flavius, Kaidan 2, Khash the Argonian, Alternative Start, Leviathan Animations, Beast Race Body Paints, Beast HHBB, Apocalypse Magic, Deadly Dragons, Growl: Werewolf Overhaul, Pronouns, uhhh....idk what else without actually listing my current modlist lmao

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And that's it for Tei! Anyone who wants to do this go on ahead!

#tes v #tes v skyrim #last dragonborn #ldb oc #jeerteiperdes #tes #skyrimblogging #oc meme #long post #character meme #finished this just in time for me to start registering for my online courses neato #also its almost 12am so if you notice any misgendering of tei (calling them he) lmk im tired haha

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wxyvision · 4 years

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Seek The Golden Sun

For Challenge 1 of the Daybreak Writing Challenge

Genre: Angst? fairytale au, dystopian au??

Idol/Group: Jungwoo and Doyoung from NCT

Based on: Snow White and Rose Red. I changed quite a bit of the story to make it more angsty but if you squint hard enough maybe you’ll find some references to the original fairytale! (The boys appear later on if you’re wondering where they are)

Word count: 3,360

A/N: Idk what this is to be honest. I’m not the best at dystopian but I tried my best lmao

Gyeoul used to remember it so clearly. The town was once bustling with life. Every corner turned led to a busy road. The sights, the smells, the sounds far away but not forgotten. She could barely remember the days that she used to pass by the large bakery, distinguishable not only by its heavenly smells, but also by its odd shape. Now? All that was left behind was the shell of the paradise it once was. Gone too were the people that kept the town alive. Several years earlier, there had been a great rebellion, and in the weeks that followed, people started to flee one by one. None of those remaining knew where exactly they went. None of them heard a single word from any of them again. Had they packed up and fled to another town to start a better life? Had they even had a happy ending? Gyeoul could only imagine what could have happened in such dangerous times. Still, perhaps they had had the right idea to leave. And she would have, if she didn't have her sister to worry about. Yeoreum was always known to everyone as the warm one. Pretty much everyone in the town thought of her as a friend, and she thought the same of them. She was full of laughter, despite all of the chaos she'd seen. Her sister, on the other hand, was more quiet and withdrawn. Gyeoul was far happier reading or tending to their garden - or what was left of it. Sure, the only books that hadn't been destroyed during the uprising were fairy tales, and she'd read all of those a thousand times over, but she couldn't care less.

The two sisters were inseparable. They spent almost every minute by each other's side, as they had done since they were young. But now, as Yeoreum spotted two figures dressed head to toe in dark grey clothing, this was threatened. She looked back at her little sister sleeping peacefully and made a promise to herself that she would do whatever it took to keep her safe. Yeoreum rushed about, though being careful not to disturb her sister. Luckily, her and Gyeoul were similar enough in height and body shape that she was able to slip into her sister's clothing. She had heard rumours that the rebel leader wanted to kill anyone who opposed his rule. After the uprising ended and he had seized control over the surrounding areas, Yeoreum had reluctantly given her support in order to keep her and her sister safe from their guards. But now, it seemed, the protection didn't extend to Gyeoul, only her. Yeoreum slipped on her sister's white coat and removed the necklace from around her neck, placing it into Gyeoul's clasped hands. "Stay strong." She whispered before leaving the house as quietly as she could. She hoped that her sister would be alright on her own. The thought of being apart from her broke her heart, but she knew that escaping at this point would be impossible. This was the only way she knew. As soon as she stepped out of the house, the guards escorted her away. Yeoreum's heart pounded but she reminded herself to stay calm. Panicking would only make things worse for her, she thought. The guards led her to a military-like truck, rammed full of other people from various towns. It felt as though she was being transported to some sort of prison. Yeoreum fell forward as one of the guards slammed the tailgate shut. Two rows of faces stared down at her, making her feel self-conscious. She picked herself up, barely being able to sit down before the truck started to move.

Gyeoul woke up to hear the sound of a truck driving away. She sat up from her bed, her sister's necklace promptly falling to the floor. Her heart dropped. She raced to the window, just managing to catch a glimpse of her sister staring back at her before the truck disappeared off into the distance. Her lungs hurt as though she had breathed in acid instead of air. This couldn't be happening. What was she without her sister, her flesh and blood? How was she supposed to cope without her? It was something she didn't even want to consider, but it was already her reality. She scrambled outside in her pyjamas, waiting for Yeoreum to come back. This had to be an evil prank, but she knew that Yeoreum would never put her through that. A loud growl to her right caught her attention. Had one of the guards caught her? Was she going to be kidnapped and punished? All sorts of scenarios flooded her mind, but none of them could prepare her for what would happen next. She turned her body to face the direction of the noise. A large, raven-coloured bear stood in front of her now, staring directly at her. The bear took a step towards her, and Gyeoul instinctively took a step backwards. All of a sudden, the bear stood on his back legs and growled once more. Knowing what usually followed, Gyeoul braced herself for her inevitable death. She fell to the floor, curling into a ball. Yet the bear's teeth and claws never once ripped into her skin. Growls thundered around her, abruptly ending with a thud that made the ground around her tremble. Once everything had gone quiet again, she lifted her head, nearly jumping out of her skin at the sight of a smaller black bear whimpering and limping away. What had happened? She turned around to see the bear from before sitting behind her. When it caught her gaze, it bowed its head before nuzzling against her. Had this fierce animal actually protected her? She lifted a hand to brush the fur of its neck, only to be met with a dark red liquid. Gyeoul rushed inside and collected some cloth to tend to its injuries. It was the least the bear deserved, she thought. The bear let out a high pitched howl as she dabbed at its neck with the cloth. Her heart wrenched at seeing the animal in pain, but she had to clean the wound. The bear relaxed, resting its head on her shoulder to give her better access to its neck. When she was done, her heart settled back to its usual rhythm. Perhaps not everything in the world was there to harm her, after all.

For the next few weeks, the bear visited Gyeoul every other day, keeping her company and easing her heartache, even if it was only a little. She missed her sister deeply, but she had no idea of where the rebel stronghold was. No one in the town knew. If they did, surely their friends and family would already have been rescued by now, if they were even still alive. She made it her mission to find out. She had to find out where they had taken Yeoreum to. Nothing else mattered much to her. Gyeoul still held out hope that someone would be able to help her, but as of yet, she had met no such person. Until one day. It happened whilst she was walking through the woods, taking refuge amongst the trees from the seemingly never-ending heatwave. She nearly missed them, but the occasional sniffle drew her attention to a hunched figure at the foot of a tree stump. "Hello?" She called out to them, and the sniffles immediately died down. The figure looked over their shoulder, slowly standing up. The man was short and scruffy, and there were thick bags under his eyes. His fingers were adorned with bejeweled rings, which seemed out of place compared to the rest of his appearance.His tired eyes looked up at Gyeoul. "My family… our soil has dried up and we have no food left. We have absolutely nothing!" He cried, falling to his knees. Gyeoul looked back in the direction of her house. She and Yeoreum had been surprisingly lucky this year, so they had extras to spare. Gyeoul knelt in front of him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"If you wait here, I can help you. I have some to spare." He nodded and she collected some food for him, making her way back to the clearing in the forest. He rushed over to her, snatching the crate of food from her and examining its contents."Humph." Gyeoul was taken aback. "Is this all I get? Useless!" He complained, turning away from her, glaring back at her over his shoulder. Perhaps someone like him wouldn't be of any help to her, after all.

It was some time later, and Gyeoul was beginning to grow restless without her sister. Surely someone must be able to help her find her, but who? There were barely any townspeople left anymore, and those that stayed mostly kept to themselves now. At least the drought had ended, although there was still no end in sight for the heat. Now, there was water for the garden and for taking a bath after a long day of tending to her flowers. Water had also returned to the nearby lake several days ago, and hopefully soon the wildlife would do the same. Gyeoul was sat by the side of the lake, reading one of her fairytales. This time, however, she didn't feel any sense of joy from doing this. Recent events only served to remind her that such stories were just that, stories. There was never going to be a fairy godmother to wave her wand and magic all of her problems away, nor was a handsome prince going to wake her from a poison-induced sleep with "true love's kiss". All of a sudden, she heard frantic splashing about in the lake and looked up from her book to see the same man she met before. Instinctively, she jumped in the lake to save the old man from drowning. She held onto him as she helped the two of them back on land. "Hey!" He called out to her, eyebrows narrowed. "I didn't ask you to jump in there after me, young lady." Gyeoul was, once again, dumbfounded. Did he not realise what could have happened if she didn't jump in there after him?

Folding her arms over her chest, she gave him a stern look. "Maybe you should learn some manners. Someone gives you food because you're hungry and you don't even say thank you. Someone saves you from drowning and you shout at them. Maybe next time I ought to stand by and do nothing!" Gyeoul turned away and walked back home, picking up her book on the way. She didn't look back at the old man, not even once.

Gyeoul never usually ventured out, but she'd heard about a man in the next town over who knew where the rebel hideout was and decided it wouldn't hurt to visit him. This town was not much different from her own except the style of the buildings. Here, the houses were much taller, and more of them were still intact, unlike the ones back home. She made note of the house's address, confirming to herself that she was at the right place, before knocking on the door. A familiar grumble came from behind the door. Of all the people she had to seek out, why did it have the be the rude man? "Ah, you. What d'ya want?" He asked, scrunching his nose up. Gyeoul blinked, surprised that she had ended up here.

"I heard that you know where the rebel hideout it. Can you tell me where it is? My sister was taken and I really need to find-"

"I'll help you. If you help me move my stock." He pointed at the stockroom with his thumb. Gyeoul was close to turning around and leaving. She couldn't believe that he was asking for help after being ungrateful to her before, but she needed to find her sister. Without a single (verbal) complaint, she did as the old man told her to. She stepped into the room he had pointed to, picking up one of the boxes. A slam of metal rang out behind her, causing her to snap her head to look over at the source of the noise. Figuring that the door had shut due to a breeze, Gyeoul attempted to push the door open, only to be met with resistance. So this was the thanks she got for helping the old man. She really should have said no this time. She slumped on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. How was she supposed to find her sister like this? Everything felt hopeless at that point, but a thundering roar outside gave her a flicker of hope. Gyeoul pounded her palm on the door, begging for someone to help.

"Stand back!" An unfamiliar voice called out from behind the door. She scooted over to the corner, waiting for whatever was supposed to happen. In a matter of seconds, the same black bear she had befriended came crashing through the door. She rushed over to it, hugging it. A few tears slipped out of her eyes, relieved to be free from the old man's cruel trick. "I spoke to the old man. He says that he knows where the rebel hideout is. If he's true to his word, then he can help us." The voice said. Gyeoul stared blankly at the bear. There was a sigh. "No, it's not the bear talking. It's me." She looked up to see the town mayor riding on the bear. She had almost forgotten how stunning he was, but she had little time to care about being so close to an attractive man given the current situation. He patted behind him, indicating for me to sit behind him. She climbed up onto the bear carefully with the help of Mayor Kim.

"Can we really trust him? He tricked me into here after being rude to me for helping him before. What's to say he won't lead us down the wrong path?" Gyeoul questioned, suspicious of the old man's motives. "And how did you know where I wanted to go? How did you know I'd be here? What do you mean 'help us?" She gripped onto his shirt to stop herself falling as they started to move.

"You sure ask a lot of questions, don't you?" Jungwoo chuckled to himself. "Sometimes you need to have faith in people. I've assured him that this is no joking matter. He knows better than to trick the mayor." Gyeoul nodded. "Let's say the bear and I have a special bond. I've been deploying him to check on the townspeople and he seemed distressed today, so I saddled him and he led me here to you. When he saw me, the old man told me what had happened. The other part… it's not important." He turned his face away from Gyeoul, a pained expression etched on his face.

The journey to the rebel hideout was long and by the end of it, both Gyeoul and the old man were grumbling. Mayor Kim, however, stayed relatively silent the whole time. The only times he spoke up was to ask the old man where to go. Gyeoul couldn't believe he could be so trusting. She certainly wasn't, not when it came to him. When it came to Mayor Kim, however… well, that was a different story. He seemed to be one of the few higher-ups who actually cared about the people. She wished that he would speak more, but he seemed a man of few words. "Mayor Kim, I hate to disturb you but can we stop somewhere? I'm getting thirsty." Gyeoul asked.

He turned to look at her, giving her a small smile before pulling a bottle out of his bag. Their fingertips brushed as she took the bottle from him. "Please, you don't have to call me Mayor Kim all the time. Call me Jungwoo. It makes us feel more friendly, don't you think?" She returned his smile, thanking him.

"All of this is very well and all but how do you plan to infilt-" the old man spoke up, just as Jungwoo's bear approached a large grey building. Tall, twisting spires burst from the roof, towering over them and casting a dark shadow. The door opened with a loud creak. "Well that was easy."

Jungwoo hummed. "Too easy. Be on guard." The bear cautiously walked towards the open door. Nothing had happened so far, but surely infiltrating the rebel hideout shouldn't be so easy. The door to the hideout closed with a slam behind them. Was it a trap? Gyeoul was beginning to think so.

Until…"Gyeoul!" A familiar voice called out. Gyeoul got off the bear, looking around for her sister. With a hum, lights flooded the large space. "Gyeoul!" Gyeoul turned around, laying her eyes on her sister, who was surprisingly unharmed. In fact, she didn't look distressed at all. The sisters hugged each other tightly as Jungwoo and the old man also got off of the bear. Jungwoo looked around, seeing a familiar figure walking towards him. It was as if time suddenly stopped still. He was safe. And warm. And… the leader?

"Is that really you?" Jungwoo's voice was shaky as he approached the fair haired man. He grinned back at Jungwoo, pulling him in for a hug.

"Why didn't you come with me? You could have saved yourself all of that trouble!" The older man scolded him. "You know I wouldn't have ever put you in danger." His expression softened. He was just glad to have his brother back.

"You're the leader? You're the reason we're in this mess!" Jungwoo's voice became even more strained, refusing to believe that his brother could possibly involved in something so terrible.

"No!" Doyoung shouted. His younger brother jumped back, afraid. Doyoung sighed. "No." He repeated, calmly this time. "We've been trying to trace people to rescue them from the nearby towns and cities. We freed us. We can be happy now. It was never our intention for anyone to get hurt, surely you know that. We overthrew a corrupt system and rescued those who were trapped in unsafe areas. Come on, I'm your brother. Do you think I'd ever hurt you? Or anyone?"

Jungwoo looked up at him, a tear rolling down his cheek. He looked back at Gyeoul. "I.. Of course not. I just missed you. You didn't tell me any of this." Doyoung pulled him in for another hug, squeezing him tight.

Doyoung's gaze wandered and fell on the old man. "I see you rescued another friend. Welcome, sir." He approached the old man, who looked on at the brothers in confusion. He hadn't thought about this.

"You might want to keep an eye on him. He's somewhat of a trickster. I think he's also allergic to saying thank you." Gyeoul crossed her arms over her chest.

Doyoung stared at the man in silence. "He can go free, I don't take prisoners." The door swung open and the old man breathed a sigh of relief, beginning to walk away. "But," Doyoung's voice rang out, making him pause. "I hope this journey has taught you something. Do not take people's kindness for granted. From now on, I hope that you will give back the kindness that was shown to you, and learn to see the error of your ways." The old man stared back at Doyoung, head hanging down in shame before wandering away into the distance. The two brothers stared at each other, hardly believing that they would be reunited after so long spent apart.

"Well, that's not the way things were supposed to turn out." Jungwoo chuckled to himself, scratching the back of his neck. Doyoung and the two sisters looked at him, wondering what he meant. "I was supposed to infiltrate this place, defeat the rebels and rescue my brother and Gyeoul's sister, but as it turns out, they didn't need rescuing!" The others laughed along. "Honestly who knows how I was planning to defeat you, though."

#daybreakxchallenge #fairytale au #dystopian au #nct #nct 127 #jungwoo #kim jungwoo #doyoung #kim doyoung #angst #writing challenge

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