{ ✉ sms → minAH } I’m always serious{ ✉ sms → minAH } why would I lie to you? { ✉ sms → minAH } there are demons in seoul{ ✉ sms → minAH } and witches{ ✉ sms → minAH } and casper, the friendly ghost{ ✉ sms → minAH } and a leprechaun too{ ✉ sms → minAH } who has a pot of  gold at the end of the rainbow{ ✉ sms → minAH } there is a tooth fairy too{ ✉ sms → minAH } it’s a shame you never met her{ ✉ sms → minAH } she gave me chocolate coins for my teeth when I was a child{ ✉ sms → minAH } shame on you. you never had childhood{ ten minutes after }{ ✉ sms → minAH } explain me again, why do you always believe in me? ;)
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pythius: out of all the lies you have ever told, which is your favorite?Â
Jiyong chuckles at this one, and perhaps the brunette is wondering what the hell’s so funny and that’s because she doesn’t know. And so, Jiyong will tell her.
“I’ve shamelessly spat thousand of lies,” the ginger throws himself back to memory lane, and a faint smile sits on his lips. Minah sees his expression as a mixture of sinister and pride. Jiyong drops the smile and furrows his brows deep in thoughts, “I’ve a fair share of favorites, but here’s one that had my skin crawling and blood rushing, in a very good way.
“It’s not like I have anything against witches, but the first witch I encountered had me falling head over heels for her and got me into the hellhole so I prefer to not be around any of them. It was really the first time I tried anything so fucking large-scaled, halfway through the gimmick I seriously thought I was biting off more than I could chew. She became a rather skilled witch and I was still a pretty fresh blood, but how can I not challenge myself? It was a foolproof plan; if it goes awry I’ll teleport myself away (before she blasts me) and try something else.” over here, Jiyong shrugs.
“I like to play fire with fire, mindfuck people with their emotions, but she was truly a demon herself. And the saying: blood is thicker than water applies to her like no other, because she loved her (very human) brother with every fibre of her cells. I appeared before her one very Tuesday night and flung a limped body fully clad from head to toe in heavy black fabric, in front of her. I interfered with his molecules so his lips were literally sealed together and it was a pity I wouldn’t be able to hear him scream. Basically, I trapped her in a circle (with aide from a friend, which becomes a favor I owe in return) and teleports her brother to me and have my arm clutched tightly around his neck, and a knife grazing his pretty white face. He jerked and shouted (I had to manipulate my molecules to make him cold for him to shut the fuck up), and she flinched. I told her get a good look of his face, and those frightened eyes, to tear the human’s throat and drink his blood or I would kill her brother. She only compelled after spewing a string of curses into my direction with empty threats on her vow to kill me after this.
“ I yawned in response. So she teared his throat apart and drank his blood. And I laughed. I could feel myself weakened because I used up too much energy to perform the earlier feat and I immediately unveiled the truth. The lifeless body sprawled on the floor, with blood still trickling down his neck began to morph back into his actual state: her brother. And the person in my arm morphed back into that lifeless body (who was, very much alive). I never thought I could actually molecularly swap their faces but I tried, and did. She just sat there, flabbergasted and lost on the ground, her face stained with red and her brother, dead. For all I cared, she could bring him back to life if she could.”
Minah wants to ask why, but doesn’t. Jiyong tells her anyway.
“I just wanted to see the look on her face. Finally made her craved for me the way I used to crave for her. I seek the cheap thrills and adrenaline rushes of life.” The ginger beamed, with the glint of dark malevolent eyes.
