Prologue

"F-Father, Can you please not go." Yun Long said while fidgeting a little. His voice was a bit shaky.

"Sorry, Yun Long. But I have to"

The middle-aged man standing opposite of Yun Long said with a deep and hoarse voice. He was slightly more than 180 cm tall, and his black hair had a few silver strands. His deep blue eyes were like a lake at night, and he was rather good looking. He gave off a mature vibe.

"Can't you postpone it after I've gone to university?" Yun Long begged.

"Sorry... Yun Long. This meeting is very important. I can't postpone it. Now, don't waste my time. I'm going." The middle-aged man picked up his suitcase and headed for the car.

Yun Long opened his mouth like he wanted to say something but no words escaped his lips. His voice got stuck on his throat. With an exhausted sigh, he went back to his room.

-

Yun Long was pacing back and forth in his room. As Yun long paced back and forth, the whole room seemed to be gloomy. There was fear, sorrow, anxiety, agitation, and countless other emotions reflected on his face.

'Why are you sad my child?'

A voice that seemed to clear away all the gloom and negativity in the room spoke out of nowhere. Hearing this voice, Yun Long's whole body and spirit seemed to relax. It felt like he was cuddling in his mother's embrace. But-

The voice and the sensation made Yun Long's heart run cold. It was the voice of the devil.

'What do you want my child?. I can give you everything. Power, money, women? You don't have to feel sad ever again.'

Yun Long just kept a stiff lip and said nothing. He had to endure the temptation. He didn't have the confidence to outwit a devil. Even if it was his own creation. If he fell for the tricks of the devil, death would be the best-case scenario.

tick, tock-

The sound of the clock was like a devil playing with his heart-strings. He knew his father's life was in danger and he was just a weak little boy who could do nothing. The devil's temptations got all the more enticing.

His mentality was like a thin sheet of paper, anything could poke through it. He wanted to break down.

Yun Long covered his ears with his hands and curled in a corner of the room. Even a child could feel his insecurity. The Devil's murmuring was chipping away at his logic and reasoning.

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Yun long didn't know how he spent his last two days. His face was pale white like not even a single drop of blood was present there. It left one reeling in goosebumps. Even a little movement seemed to take all of his energy.

The constant murmur of the Devil.

The insecurities in his heart.

The loathing and disgust he felt towards himself.

All of it made him like he was living on the edge.

Yun Long turned on the T.V. With shaking hands, he turned the channel towards news. Even if a little, there was a little hope in him that his father didn't die. The Butterfly effect saved his father. He wished.

But reality was like a cold bucket of water splashed in his head. It was just a pipe dream.

A single tear escaped from his right eye but his left eye wasn't even moist. Yun Long laughed at that sensation. It was probably the tear of the original Yun Long, not his. He started to wildly tear at his hair.

Yun Long felt like a monster. If he just for one second got out of his comfort zone and tried his best, his father could have been saved. No... He didn't even have the right to call him father. He was just a body stealing re-incarnate.

'They aren't just a character anymore. They are real people with flesh, blood, and soul.'

'Their pain, sufferings, and their emotions are real. All of it. Their tragedies are real.'

'And I created all of it.'

'I'm... sorry'

'I'll fix this twisted world and it's twisted story.'