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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, Kim Dokja.
[ independent portrayal, 20+, penned and squished by 𝙳𝚎𝚎! ( ◜‿◝ )♡ ]
[ independent portrayal, 20+, penned and squished by 𝙳𝚎𝚎! ( ◜‿◝ )♡ ]
Pinned
Of course he'd say that. It wasn't that Dokja gave up on convincing him—there was no changing his mind, anyway—but he saw no use for it at the moment. And there was no stooping him from going. It was necessary.
𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
Having a meal together. Sitting and conversing with the people he needed to keep at his side. The ones he expected to reach the end with. The end of all endings.
Yoo Joonghyuk's mind was clear. No second thoughts were necessary.
"Absolutely not," he returned, his tone as firm as his gaze.
Yoo Joonghyuk's mind was clear. No second thoughts were necessary.
"Absolutely not," he returned, his tone as firm as his gaze.
"There," he said. It was as easy as sharing a meal together. As easy as sitting down in silence amidst this ruined world.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
November 24, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Of course he'd say that. It wasn't that Dokja gave up on convincing him—there was no changing his mind, anyway—but he saw no use for it at the moment. And there was no stooping him from going. It was necessary.
𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
"There," he said. It was as easy as sharing a meal together. As easy as sitting down in silence amidst this ruined world.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳, Joonghyuk thought, unable to help the bitterness that rose within his chest. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘮?
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮.
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮.
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬
"Hm?"
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
November 24, 2025 at 9:43 AM
"There," he said. It was as easy as sharing a meal together. As easy as sitting down in silence amidst this ruined world.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
Though, attachment wasn't something that the other man could afford after all that he had been through.
// i just realized something
November 24, 2025 at 8:27 AM
// i just realized something
Time to be quiet...
November 24, 2025 at 8:26 AM
Time to be quiet...
This will do. Thank you.
[ Wrapping the baby in the blanket... And she's snoring right away. ]
[ Wrapping the baby in the blanket... And she's snoring right away. ]
November 24, 2025 at 8:22 AM
This will do. Thank you.
[ Wrapping the baby in the blanket... And she's snoring right away. ]
[ Wrapping the baby in the blanket... And she's snoring right away. ]
Biyoo—?
...
Oh. She looks sleepy. Really sleepy. Get a blanket.
...
Oh. She looks sleepy. Really sleepy. Get a blanket.
November 24, 2025 at 8:15 AM
Biyoo—?
...
Oh. She looks sleepy. Really sleepy. Get a blanket.
...
Oh. She looks sleepy. Really sleepy. Get a blanket.
No? Are you sure?
November 24, 2025 at 8:10 AM
No? Are you sure?
Go on... Gently.
November 24, 2025 at 8:06 AM
Go on... Gently.
[ The Constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is staring intensely! ]
November 24, 2025 at 8:05 AM
[ The Constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is staring intensely! ]
💭 He looks like he wants to hold her.
November 24, 2025 at 7:58 AM
💭 He looks like he wants to hold her.
Happy little fluff.
November 24, 2025 at 7:52 AM
Happy little fluff.
See?
No need to be sorry. He's a jerk. Sometimes.
No need to be sorry. He's a jerk. Sometimes.
November 24, 2025 at 7:46 AM
See?
No need to be sorry. He's a jerk. Sometimes.
No need to be sorry. He's a jerk. Sometimes.
That's the best he's been behaving.
November 24, 2025 at 7:44 AM
That's the best he's been behaving.
"Hm?"
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
Joonghyuk nodded. Lee Jihye...
Recently, it had come to Joonghyuk's notice that he didn't praise his companions enough- in the worst way possible.
He had watched Shin Yooseung die, and it had been all his fault. His selfishness. His shortsightedness. His unwillingness to see her suffering.
Recently, it had come to Joonghyuk's notice that he didn't praise his companions enough- in the worst way possible.
He had watched Shin Yooseung die, and it had been all his fault. His selfishness. His shortsightedness. His unwillingness to see her suffering.
Who was he kidding? He took pride in knowing the kids think he was at least a little cooler than this bastard.
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
November 24, 2025 at 6:09 AM
"Hm?"
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
Did he hear that right? Dokja knew that, despite everything, he cared. However, this question was unexpected.
Maybe, just maybe, answering it would make him consider staying alive for a while longer in this turn. —
Who was he kidding? He took pride in knowing the kids think he was at least a little cooler than this bastard.
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
"Sure. They were helpful."
Yet, Joonghyuk greatly doubted that the child held any considerable affection towards him. He wasn't the sort of person that could be adored.
Besides, in a world like this, adoration was a very small thing. Insignificant. All that mattered was survival.
Yet, Joonghyuk greatly doubted that the child held any considerable affection towards him. He wasn't the sort of person that could be adored.
Besides, in a world like this, adoration was a very small thing. Insignificant. All that mattered was survival.
Cold. It was justified, in a way. But this was no way to live. Not in a story that he desired.
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —
November 23, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Who was he kidding? He took pride in knowing the kids think he was at least a little cooler than this bastard.
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
The faint, smug smile slipped to his face accompanied by a small snicker.
"Out making rounds with Lee Jihye," it was nice to see them get along well. —
Bugs? More like velcro babies...
November 23, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Bugs? More like velcro babies...
[ The 'Fourth Wall' is looking away. ]
November 23, 2025 at 8:42 PM
[ The 'Fourth Wall' is looking away. ]
The Clown does look like he'd have a lot of coins...
November 23, 2025 at 8:40 PM
The Clown does look like he'd have a lot of coins...
💭 Yoo Joonghyuk would want to kill this clown.
November 23, 2025 at 8:36 PM
💭 Yoo Joonghyuk would want to kill this clown.
Don’t you want to be alive before you die?
November 23, 2025 at 8:36 PM
💭 The Clown... Not on the character list either... A Disaster?
November 23, 2025 at 8:31 PM
💭 The Clown... Not on the character list either... A Disaster?
Cold. It was justified, in a way. But this was no way to live. Not in a story that he desired.
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —
"What a useless question," Joonghyuk returned, eyes still fixed into the distance.
By now, he understood the other well enough to know that his words were never as they seemed.
Each question was a multi-layered thing, to be peeled back skin by skin.
"Are you not the prophet here? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 tell me
By now, he understood the other well enough to know that his words were never as they seemed.
Each question was a multi-layered thing, to be peeled back skin by skin.
"Are you not the prophet here? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 tell me
What was he supposed to say to someone who he knew very well? If his phone was a book, it would've been worn, front to back.
𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘵. A lot to share, a lot of questions. Things in between the lines and pages.
"How is it?" he asked, finally. The food? His life? What exactly, he wasn't sure.
𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘵. A lot to share, a lot of questions. Things in between the lines and pages.
"How is it?" he asked, finally. The food? His life? What exactly, he wasn't sure.
November 23, 2025 at 8:27 PM
Cold. It was justified, in a way. But this was no way to live. Not in a story that he desired.
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —
Dokja knew. He spent his spare time reading everything all over again, paying attention to what remained and what changed.
Yoo Joonghyuk was always the same.
"Even I have my limits," he scoffed. —