Cross my Heart, | Hwang Hyunjin
◤“To break was merely human, and they were no gods to defy that nature.” In which a boy born to become a god meets a new friend who simply won't stop crying. ◤Disclaimers: Female reader insert. Chapter three from the ‘dead men don’t speak’ series. Heavy angst. Dark themes. Allusions to cults, torture, and death, but no direct or graphic descriptions. Major character death. ◤Word count: 2.1K ◤Note: This idea is a 100% mine and any case of similarity with someone else’s is purely coincidental. Events are pure fiction. Please do not take my content without my consent. Masterlist.
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It hurt.
Once upon a time, he might have befriended the pain, but Hyunjin only writhed in silence now. Pain could be no friend of his if it only caused him agony, and he wasn’t so desperate as to allow himself the indignity of surrendering to torture.
Besides, friends were difficult to keep in this place. He would know. The other bed across the room had been occupied by three different kids before it had become cold.
To break was merely human, and they were no gods to defy that nature.
Neither was Hyunjin.