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Saeran
“We’re not twins.”
Saeran had been born with a being together with someone that wore his face. That had a body that looked just like him. But in this other body was nothing resembling his own frail soul. That other human was cruel, and filled Saerans once pure head with sinister lies of a better life. A better future.
And as the child that he was back then, he had believed his twin. Until that one left and never came back, even shed his full name to dump Saeran into that dark space alone. In this darkness, it was only natural that he became a monster…A machine. But even monsters can have nightmares. In his, he dreams of daunting red hair and shining golden eyes
“I’ll get us out of here. Just wait for me.”. But that was not the worst part. The worst part was, that he believed him. Every time.
Twins are said to share one soul, but they weren’t twins. They were arch enemies.
- Present day -
He felt sweat forming underneath the uncomfortable brown wig. He had been given a special task, one that only he could perform. He had finally found his purpose. He could still do some good. He just needed to find the right person for what was about to come.
He hopped from one public internet hotspot to another, hacking people was way too easy when they were all connected to the same access point. It was almost overpoweringly boring. He read their emails, their text messages, scrolled through their social media accounts and lazily flipped through their photo albums.
The pawn couldn’t just be anybody. Most of the people wouldn’t understand his drive, or would be to occupied with their personal life to even care. Shiny faces, the perfect civilized citizen, but they all were nothing but filled with filth. Egocentric people just like the one person that left him to when he was younger. He rubs the back of his neck.
They all did not deserve to be taken to paradise. At least not the way they were just then. They needed to be cleansed. To be ruined. And then, when they would be treated like a part of paradise, they would finally understand what true happiness was. Just like him, back then. It was the only way to save everyone from the rotten seeds that were so widely spread among the normal humans.
He was currently reading the browser history of a middle aged business man that was enjoying his café latte, being completely unaware that he, Saeran was sitting here, unravelling his deepest secrets. And what secrets they were. Obviously Mister Jun Won, currently living in Seoul, had a thing for little children. His browser history was full with sites that contained more than enough material to get him in prison.
It made him sick and he felt his anger almost taking over him. Almost. perseverance is key.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something moving that reminded him of a silken waterfall. Something that caught his eye. A woman. She was sitting on the other side of the plaza and searched something inside her bag. She had long hair that was middle brown at the top and faded into a golden honey blond towards her tips. When she looked up, she was holding her cell phone to her ears and squinted her eyes as she answered the incoming call.
There was nothing in particular that he could pinpoint, but something in her stance wakened something like recognition inside of him. Strange, he had never seen that woman before.
He hacked into her phone. Out of routine. As soon as he got past the ridiculous firewall of her system, he put on his earphones and listened to her conversation with the voice at the other end of the line.
“gosh, where are you? I’ve been calling you three times now, why are you picking up only now?”
A female voice asked annoyed.
The woman across from him rolled her shoulders up and sat up so that she was sitting with a straight back, trying to manually slip into another persona. He could tell that she was only acting. She smiled while she spoke, but it never reached her eyes. Her eyes… He knew that expression. That fake spark of liveliness in them.
“Aww, did you miss your older sister that much? I am so lucky to be loved.” It didn’t sound quirky. If that ever had been her intention.
The other female voice only huffed irritated.
“You’re only 12 minutes older than me, so stop acting up. Taeyoung called me and told me about your date. He said that you stood up from the table and left. What’s wrong with you? With your attitude, you’ll never find a guy that will marry you. At least not here.”
The woman inhaled sharply and her jawline tightened for the fracture of a second. But it vanished just as soon as it had happened. Whatever snide response she had originally wanted to give, gone.
There was silence after that before the other female voice sighted defeated. “You’re not in Germany anymore. Things are different here, culture wise. A woman should be like a flower, beautiful and elegant.”
So she was a foreigner? Well that was a funny twist. He found the picture of the person calling and his heart stopped. They were fucking twins. TWINS of all the things they could have been. He needed a moment to calm himself.
Perseverance is key, perseverance is key. He managed to unclutch his fists and felt the waves of angst subside. So what if they were twins? Even better, if one fails he would simply take the other. Good for him.
The two women kept bickering for a while and he was in the middle of creeping through her documents when he found a folder that was password protected. He started decrypting the content. It was full of medical records and pictures of a girl with... with…
Images flashed before his eyes. Screams. Tears. Blood. Memories of his own pathetic life.
Never again.
He never wanted to see pictures like that ever again.
When he looked up, he saw her getting ready and before realizing it, he followed her.
Yes, she was the one. He would lead her to salvation, because he felt like they had more in common than he ever thought possible.