madrain230

[madrain230]

THE SACRIFICE: Children of the Moon | JJK (2)

Pairing: Jungkook x f. OC

Genre: Dark Romance

Rating: 18+ (nsfw)

Summary: In the Kingdom of Oltira, a special ritual takes place once a year at the beginning of autumn. Mothers are living in fear for the fate of their offspring. Each day and night, each woman prays for the birth of a male child-a son-because once her vulnerable unborn arrives its existence to the world and is a female-a daughter-not even the most heartfelt pleading can save the unfortunate fate that may be death of her dear child.

Warnings: strong bloody violence, explicit language, disturbing behavior, sensitivity, death, animalistic tendency, triggering topics, mature situations-themes, etc. It may also touch some sensitive subjects.

note: I don't own any of the images. please note that all images and copyrights belong to their original owners. no copyright infringement intended.

- CHAPTER 2 -

A sparrow's song's melodic echo began to appear repeatedly in the silent atmosphere. After hearing the tune of bliss, several other animals joined the harmony and allowed a metaphorical entrance into the glory of the sunrise.

There were different colors of red and pink occurring in the sky, which made it a beautiful and relaxing scenery for multiple eyes to watch.

Although the captivating shadow of sunrise over the summit of the forest ceased its soothing colors, minutes later, daylight soon arrived at each perimeter of Oltira's domain.

Another day began once again.

In each household, most children opened their eyes with a motivation, which was to join the cheerful giggles of their friends. Every mother felt a smile on her face when she opened the door, and her impatient children rushed out of the house in delightful laughter.

Along with their owners, steeds, and mules began to appear in the streets with necessary objects—mostly fabrics and edible sustenance—upon their muscular bodies. Men and women began to voice their determination, their audible sentences constantly repeating a specific worth of their object for sale.

It was, thankfully, an active day for the people that were living in such an area.

Nevertheless, it was a wonder for many if the day was going to fade away with happy beliefs.

It was, however, as if nature itself were responding when an enraged rumble echoed its appearance from far away.

Some people immediately looked at the sky with thought, others looked at it with worry, and most decided not to allow their brains to be disturbed by such a simple matter.

Suddenly, in fast and fierce motions, a man with youthful facial characteristics appeared in the surroundings.

Such an appearance became the main focus of attention for the various stares that were present in the location.

When the man nearly fell upon and came face-to-face with a moving horse, everyone became frightened with fear. Naturally, the animal behaved with its instincts, which was to be expected.

It all happened in the blink of an eye as the startled animal forced its massive weight to stand and raise in the air its two front hoofs, its height becoming twice in size while its animalistic sound echoed in panic.

Then, dread reached everyone's gut when the young man fell on his backside in front of the shire horse, which weighed 2000 pounds (907.18 kg) in muscle capacity.

The owner of the steed immediately acted on time and quickly pulled the double reins with effective strength, forcing the animal's head to shift and successfully land its raised hooves away from the man.

“Hoy! Easy!”, the owner spoke out in a hushing tone to his spooked friend while caressing the gray fur.

Then his eyes hardened and narrowed into slits as his attention shifted to the young fellow.

“You almost crashed to death, son! This route is full of people! You shouldn't be running like that!”, The man almost shouted, revealing his anger through words, but all was finished off in vain when a rumble appeared from the atmosphere.

The young man immediately turned his attention to the sky, and his eyes widened in realization as dread pierced through his heart.

With astonished eyes, the spectators could only watch as the man whose body was on the ground stood up and began to run.

Within seconds, the young man's shadow disappeared into the crowd.

“Isn't he Smith's son? Something must have happened for him to behave in that manner ... ”, a man decided to utter deep in thought while approaching the owner and his horse. However, all he gained was silence from the man beside him, and the only sound that was able to prevail in the atmosphere was the sound of an enraged sky.

In a calm yet determined tone, a voice belonging to a man suddenly echoed its existence.

“Wait, let me help you. That seems to be very heavy!”

Upon hearing the words disappear, a surprised gasp appeared in their absence.

Annora's whole attention veered toward the man whose body stood beside her own. As soon as her eyes fell on his face, a beautiful smile greeted her. Instantly recognizing the familiar face, a warmth captured her heart, and before she could open her mouth to talk, after also offering a small smile, astonishment was soon visible in her facial characteristics.

Annora's unspoken words became a long-lost memory when the heavyweight she was holding up was stolen by the arms of the man beside her.

“Arnold! No, you don't have to help me carry this; I can manage.”

“Where to? Eric?”

Arnold didn't look behind him when he asked the question. Annora's eyebrows furrowed a little, clearly somehow annoyed by being interrupted, but then loosened up when a brief chuckle echoed.

Then a statement with the meaning of irony was spoken.

“Walk, Arnold. As if you haven't figured it out already.”

Arnold didn't have to veer around to look at the person who spoke. Immediately recognizing the man's voice, he repositioned the heavy sack on his right shoulder with a gesture, and then his upper lip curled up in a quick appearance.

When the conversation between the two men concluded in a state of silence, Annora was unable to maintain her curiosity and subsequently glanced at one of the men.

As expected, Annora's sight caught a pair of eyes that looked at her with a meaningful gaze that she deeply understood.

She halted all the movements of her body.

The breath she took was an indication to the man behind her that she wanted to discuss it. However, Annora was unable to express her feelings because her presence was ignored.

The sight of her brother ignoring her while walking past her provoked an almost annoyed feeling to come to the surface of her heart. Although it vanished within a few seconds as Eric spun and closed a green eye in her direction, the smirk on his face resembled that of a child's playful disposition.

Annora's eyes lit up, and she cracked a little smile as she accelerated her pace to reach the two tall figures.

It is encouraging to see that he still has that childish behavior.

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“Are you planning to stay for dinner? There is enough food on the table to feed one more person.”

Eric looked at Arnold and waited for him to answer. His shoulders were still firmly anchored to the heavyweight of two sacks.

“No, thank you.” Arnold's eyes appeared for a second with a spark of regret. Nonetheless, he swiftly attempted to conceal his emotions by transferring the substantial sack containing potatoes onto another. After thoroughly rubbing both of his hands to remove the dust and dirt, he redirected his attention towards speaking. “I express my gratitude for the invitation, but I must go home.”

Eric nodded and Arnold offered a modest smile as his gaze remained fixed on Annora for a brief period of duration.

“See you around, Annora.”

“I have concerns about it, but even a dumb person can understand the importance of the stares he gives you.”

As he concluded his previous statement, Eric looked at Arnold's faraway figure.

“That man cares for you, Annora.”

A silence surrounded the siblings.

Annora's bottom lip was caught between her teeth, and the beating of her heart became trapped in emotions of distress. Despite the realization that her brother was aware of the emotional circumstances between her and Arnold, she had not anticipated that Eric would be capable of expressing them in such a manner.

Eric was seeking an explanation, but Annora was unwilling to speak at that moment. The reality of her brother's words terrified her and hoped to escape from it.

It is, however, impossible to escape reality...

Annora took a deep breath but was unable to articulate her thoughts when, with a sudden force, the door of the house in her view suddenly swung open.

“Why are you sitting outside the door? Come in quickly, both of you! You will get sick in this kind of weather.”

Upon the sudden appearance of their mother, both son and daughter remained silent for a brief period, but swiftly proceeded towards the open wooden door.

It was evident that their conversation was in a pause.

However, Annora was cognizant of her brother's implied gaze upon her and was aware that she would have to respond to his questions someday in the future.

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Upon Annora's entrance through the wooden entrance, the initial odor that struck her was the familiar aroma of freshly picked tomatoes.

She turned her head to the left and immediately observed the ceramic cooking pot, which was suspended above the smoky flames of a small fire.

“What are we having for dinner—Oh! Tomato soup?”

Eric's entire demeanor exuded curiosity when he approached the flames and gazed upon the flaming pot.

“It smells delicious! My dear mother, you know how to capture a man's heart!”

Eric's cheerful voice resembled his facial expression as he gazed upon his mother, whose expression did not convey any indication of her emotions from his words. She merely approached him, holding a total of four wooden bowls in her hands.

“You should wash your hands from the dirt they have and sit down at the dinner table—”

“Yeah, yeah … Understood. Only compliments from your husband are accepted!” Despite his mother's scandalous expression, Eric continued his dramatic talking. “However, I believe you can accept this simple flower from this poor man. If you don't, his poor heart will hurt!”

Annora watched the interaction between her brother and mother with amusement.

She observed as Marianne, her mother, attempted to contain her smile as she accepted the flower from her son, who was kneeling. However, she was unsuccessful in her efforts when Eric stood up and uttered a loud shout of “Yes!” while he kissed her cheek.

Her mother shook her head at her son's childish behavior but the smile never left her face as she turned to her task of serving the dinner once again.

“Are you troubling your mother again?”

Immediately, the attention shifted towards the tall man who entered through the door, as his imposing voice pierced the silence that had prevailed after the amusing conversation between mother and son.

“You know I could never, father.”

Eric responded as he left his mother's side and approached his sister at the table. “Okay, just a bit…”, he whispered as he sat in a chair, causing laughter throughout the house.

“Your son is giving me flowers these days,” Marianne spoke, though she paused and turned to point a knowing glance at the man towards the door. “I am just curious as to who's been teaching him this advice of sweet-talking and flowers.”

The man, named Andrew, declared himself guilty and chuckled as he kissed his wife on the cheek and then sat on the opposite side of his son at the table.

Andrew exhaled, and looked towards Annora, revealing a smile brimming with warmth.

“How are you doing today, Sweetheart?”

Annora's broad smile was enough for her father to comprehend the answer for her well-being.

When dinner was served, a calm atmosphere prevailed among the family, while minor conversations began to occur.

“I suppose you were in the barn when we arrived?”

Before answering Eric, Andrew swallowed a big spoonful of tomato soup from his bowl. “Yes, I needed to check on the animals. They were acting restless this morning after the thunders.”

“It seems that they consistently exhibit unnatural behavior during this particular time of the year, do they?” 

Even though it was a question, Eric's words were better called a statement, for everyone at the table knew that such thoughts would conclude in a conversation with an only end.

“It's like they understand that—”

“Enough!”

“…”

Marianne's voice enveloped the entire household in a chilling silence.

Annora observed her mother with concern.

Her mother's amber eyes were ablaze with anger and frustration, lips drawn in tightly. The appearance of such rigor was a persona that she did not embrace unless it was necessary.

“Marianne—”

“I know, Andrew. I know…”

Marianne took a deep breath and turned her gaze away from Eric. “I'm… I'll be back in a minute. You all keep eating.”

Annora could only watch with deep sorrow as her mother rose from her seat, concealing half of her expression with a hand, and hurriedly fled into the narrow corridor leading to the bedrooms. Once again, silence prevailed within the walls, however, it was swiftly dissipated when a fist was firmly pressed against the table. 

Both the brother and sister looked at their father.

“Why did you feel the need to speak about this matter, son? You know how sensitive your mother is about—”

“But I'm not? You are badly mistaken, father. Do you think I am enjoying discussing this? Of course not! But we cannot pretend every single time that it's not—”

“I know that, Eric! But we have to—Do it for your sister!”

The shouting abruptly stopped and Annora felt sorrow grip her heart. She did not need to glance up to observe that both men individuals, namely her brother and father, were now focusing on her. 

Despite the overwhelming pressure of their stares, Annora stared intently at the nearly empty bowl of her meal. She was aware that if she were to glance at them at least once, the initial reaction she might likely face would be a mixture of feelings of sympathy and sorrow.

Annora closed her eyes for a moment and then, with a clenched jaw, stood up from her chair and approached the one window near the door.

The ominous gray hue of the clouds was almost impossible to ignore when she looked outside.

Annora wanted to laugh.

She wanted to laugh because her family, as well as many others, wanted to forget that once a year, another tragedy was just waiting to unfold.

But how can someone forget something that seems impossible? Especially when nature itself is presenting reality with its presence.

Another rumbling echoed its existence from the sky, and Annora exhaled deeply.

For every thunder, she was able to see, Annora's thoughts kept repeating the names.

Names from so many tragedies that even the older generations could remember.

One of the tragedies was called Charlotte, a woman in her thirties.

Another was called Amelia, a young child.

An old one was called Isabel, an infant … 

Lucia, Adelina, Aria, Clare, Olivia, Sarah, and many others—Dead … A sacrifice.

Annora looked beside her and found her older brother staring at her with concern.

“I'm alright, Eric.”, she blurted, and her brother took a deep breath before answering.

“I know … It's just—”

A faint cry from a church bell echoed for a single time in the distance.

Annora looked outside the window with startled eyes.

Life became a blur of uncertainty.

The creaking of a chair being pushed resonated against the concrete ground, and soon enough, Annora felt a large hand firmly touching her shoulder.

The second chime of a church bell signaled once again its existence.

Gloomy darkness devoured Annora's sanity, and her pulsating heart which was bursting with peace crumbled to a rhythm by chains of fear.

She was unable to speak … It was as if she had a knot in her throat …

Within her, the only words of a voice became endless prayer and pleading.

A deadly third clang chimed from the church's bell.

Annora's eyes were glimmering with fear when she looked at her brother, who was still standing beside her with one of his hands firmly resting on her shoulder.

His green eyes collided with her own, and then … Chaos.

[madrain230]

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[madrain230]

THE SACRIFICE: Children of the Moon | JJK (1)

Pairing: Jungkook x f. OC

Genre: Dark Romance

Rating: 18+ (nsfw)

Summary: In the Kingdom of Oltira, a special ritual takes place once a year at the beginning of autumn. Mothers are living in fear for the fate of their offspring. Each day and night, each woman prays for the birth of a male child-a son-because once her vulnerable unborn arrives its existence to the world and is a female-a daughter-not even the most heartfelt pleading can save the unfortunate fate that may be death of her dear child.

Warnings: strong bloody violence, explicit language, disturbing behavior, sensitivity, death, animalistic tendency, triggering topics, mature situations-themes, etc. It may also touch some sensitive subjects.

<< prologue | ch 2 >>

- CHAPTER 1 -

It all began years ago.

During a period in which Oltira was merely considered to be the name of a village and its people, which consisted of only a few families.

However, as several days and nights passed, so too did the number of people living in the village named Oltira.

The village was located in an area surrounded by valleys of green with pleasant temperatures. The great river, which was considered the main source of water, was also one of the great advantages that a lot of families were thankful to have nearby. Though, its deep waters were also a danger, since everyone knew that falling into its depths would result in someone becoming a great drowned memory.

Oltira was an area that was surrounded by nature. The ancient trees presented a captivating view of mixed colors, and the animals that lived in such depths were a great source of food for families in challenging situations. Particularly during the winter, since the freezing temperatures were deadly for someone with an unfortunate condition of health.

The name Oltira eventually came to be associated with numerous villages. Each village that was built was larger than the previous one.

However, as the civilization grew in numbers, unexpected violent acts began to occur. People with selfish intentions and with no morals became a living danger, but also a threat to many families that were living in Oltira.

Several households became victims of theft. During the day, the local streets became a dangerous place for children to play, and at night, it was a big concern for a lonely person to stroll, especially a woman. There were also fights involving a wide variety of issues, such as a man arguing with another man over land, a wife trying to escape her husband's violent behavior toward her, or a woman fighting with another woman over a costly object.

When those circumstances became permanent and continued to develop, many people agreed that it was time for such acts to disappear.

One day, a large crowd of people from all the villages appeared in the main village of Oltira and, after exchanging multiple words and suggestions, it was decided that each village would have its own leaders.

The tactic was successful, and a lot believed it as a sign of victory, since disagreements, fights, and terrorism, but also theft attacks, began to decrease in numbers.

However, as the days went by, greed and selfishness began to overcome the souls of the village leaders, and almost every one of them began to want a greater position of authority and wealth than the others.

Some leaders became tyrants, others became unfair, and the few that remained were respectful.

Many seasons passed and the population of Oltira, after a sad life of misery, decided to change their strings of fate.

A rebellion with the desire of achieving a victory began between the oppressed communities and the greedy leaders of Oltira. After a difficult battle that continued for several years, the population of Oltira's oppressed people were able to defeat their chains of slavery.

They were all free and yearning for only one thing: to carve out a new life full of happiness, which they all achieved.

Throughout several seasons, a variety of beliefs and suggestions were put forward, and many discussions were held. Despite some failures, eventually, Oltira became a known territory with a respected king.

The man chosen, named Alaric, became a great king of Oltira's territory, and word spread quickly about his fair treatment towards the people and the kingdom.

Oltira became a well-known and respected kingdom. The laughter of children once again became a pleasing echo in several streets, with parents being greatly satisfied to see their little ones playing with such enthusiasm every bright day and night.

However, one day at the beginning of autumn, the laughter of the children suddenly ceased appearing in the atmosphere. Instead, the only echo existing in the air were cries for help and screams of terror.

The kingdom of Oltira became ensnared in a cycle of grief for a deed that was unknowingly committed by a family of three.

[madrain230]

THE SACRIFICE: Children of the Moon | JJK (Prologue)

Pairing: Jungkook x f. OC

Genre: Dark Romance

Rating: 18+ (nsfw)

Summary: In the Kingdom of Oltira, a special ritual takes place once a year at the beginning of autumn. Mothers are living in fear for the fate of their offspring. Each day and night, each woman prays for the birth of a male child-a son-because once her vulnerable unborn arrives its existence to the world and is a female-a daughter-not even the most heartfelt pleading can save the unfortunate fate that may be death of her dear child.

Warnings: strong bloody violence, explicit language, disturbing behavior, sensitivity, death, animalistic tendency, triggering topics, mature situations-themes, etc. It may also touch some sensitive subjects.

ch 1 >>

- Prologue -

A layer of faint gray clouds began to appear above the inaccessible sky, and its shade of blue started to disappear. The various dark shapes that covered the sun's rays and effective glory shifted the environment's atmosphere into a frantic portrayal.

The unexpected intense wind forced to occur, raging waves at the sea's calm nature. The beautiful and crystalline appearance of her shallow waters provoked a madness of sand to present itself to her surface. The various shades of blue swirled in a fierce color of brown.

The different species of birds above the sky began to flap their pair of captivating wings in an aggressive posture. The biological instinct forced such animals to search for a spot that was surrounded by safety, with the motive, to protect their vulnerable existence from the abrupt shift in temperature.

The abrupt growl from the shady sky urged two shadows to glance at each other with an uncertain expression.

Spots of dirt were noticeable on the two shadows' manly facial characteristics. The intense movements of their both hands halted once again as another outcry from the sky thundered its presence above them.

The spade in their hand was an unmoving tool in their tight grip while its metallic head remained in the depths of the fields' soil that they were using, in order, to dig it.

As the two farmers hesitated to remain immobile in their position and attempted to proceed with their hardworking technique to sow their land which was the main source of feed for them to live, they abruptly, halted for the third time as a few birds flew out of some trees that were at a distance from their sight.

" It began. ", the older between the two of them, abruptly, in a rough tone, declared.

The other man by his side, who was much younger and shared similar facial characteristics with the older man, which stated their relation in the world, glanced at him with eyes that represented an emotion well known in the kingdom.

One of the spades was tossed to the soil of the field and the father eyed his son as his figure, at a rapid pace, began to move further and further away from him.

A powerful thunder materialized its echo in the area, and the aged man glanced at the gray sky that reverberated wrath.

After a prolonged silence of fading thunders, a powerful echo of multiple church bells began to rumble in the kingdom.

The aged farmer peered at his village location which, at the territory he stood, was a faded portrayal of various shapes, and a shaky breath was puffed out from his mouth.

Even though his eyes were not gazing at the surroundings of his village which was located a near distance from the depths of the burned forest, he could already sense the fear that began to spread in the kingdom of Oltira as the church bells reverberated their echo.

Chaos began to develop once again.

The active roads built on surfaces as varied as stone, grass, and gravel of Oltira's kingdom started to disappear from the typical appearances that contained the community of people.

The echo of church bells' provoked a known terror in numerous families. Each parent's tight hold on their kids was evident as they were leading them with quick steps to their household.

Gates and doors started to seal in each neighborhood.

No one, in the kingdom, dared or attempted to leave from the safety of their walls that were built of stones.

In a family, that was contained of four members, a mother had embraced her beloved daughter in her embrace, frightened to be separated from her presence as if she was about to lose her.

In another, a mother and father pulled their curious daughter away from the windows of their small house. The little girl was too young to understand the situation and her mother's panicked posture and as well behavior.

The church bells' powerful echo ended.

Then, as everyone awaited with a heart that was embraced by panic, several animalistic howls began to reverberate far away from Oltira's walls, into the depths of the forest.

The mothers in the whole kingdom began to wail at hearing such howls. All of them tightened their dear daughters in an embrace that was surrounded by tears and grief encircled their hearts for they knew the fate that awaited them.

The arrival of autumn began, and with its appearance, showed up the creatures of the night.

[madrain230]

THE SACRIFICE: Children of the Moon | Jeon Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x f. OC

Genre: Dark Romance

Rating: 18+ (nsfw)

Summary: In the Kingdom of Oltira, a special ritual takes place once a year at the beginning of autumn. Mothers are living in fear for the fate of their offspring. Each day and night, each woman prays for the birth of a male child-a son-because once her vulnerable unborn arrives its existence to the world and is a female-a daughter-not even the most heartfelt pleading can save the unfortunate fate that may be death of her dear child.

Warnings: strong bloody violence, explicit language, disturbing behavior, sensitivity, death, animalistic tendency, triggering topics, mature situations-themes, etc. It may also touch some sensitive subjects.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2