A tunnel is all that I am able to see. The limited vision and with it the desperate need to have a completed space all of my own and not be shrouded and unknown in the darkness. This is all I have ever wanted for myself. To walk on my own two feet and do things because I want to, not be too selfish but not selfless to the point where I am trampled over all the time. Well that is how my life has been for so long. My brother has always had such an influence on me that often times while under the security and authority of Mint Eye the Savior would have me be brainwashed so many times because my thoughts and therefore the things that I spoke of would stray from how I would normally act. It was so strenuous taking in so many substances within my body all the while trying to remain focused and gaining approval from the Savior. Being controlled all the time is my main fear; unable to execute my options for myself… This is what has always separated myself from my brother and I for he has always been the stronger between the two of us. I have tried to emulate and be just like him for so long that knowing that there exists another that looks just like me and vice-versa makes it hard to defeat my exact copy. I want to hate him for giving me something to believe in life, the expectation that all would be fine during our childhood. The weird thing is that my childhood memories still pop up every now and then and I trying to refrain from remembering them sometimes and zone out but memories of a very vivid blue sky will resurface and the notion of clouds that never remain stagnant and appear different every time you look at one to another and visions of ice cream—the one thing that I still hold dear to myself to this day. Dark spaces especially narrow ones and places without windows still make me uncomfortable but I am glad that I can at least feel things again and not just simply go through the motions as was my prior self's defense mechanism. Half of the time I would have done something horrible and zoned out, it would be an action that my subconscious would cause me to do but I wouldn't understand fully what I had done until afterwards. These were the reactions of the past me, the one who was too vulnerable and weak to comprehend any and everything at once, very different from how I act now. I had only wanted to test something out: a theory after all my brother had always told me "You are me,,,and I am you." Those words had resonated with me for so long that I had to put them to the test.

I live with my brother now and MC and I would usually say something along the lines of "I don't really have an interest in women…," but after spending so much time with her as timid and nervous as my current self was I wanted her to notice that I liked her. Now mind you it didn't happen all at once because I was happy for the two of them. I could feel the happiness my brother felt within me something that used to be and feel so non-existent was now overflowing with emotions. I held Saeyoung's phone in my hand and skimmed through all the messages within both the messenger and the texts that they shared with each other and even though the name read 707 in the those conversations I ignored that completely and directed them towards myself. After all… I thought she was there when my brother tried to save me the first few times, although it probably wasn't for me… Saeran puts the phone down and desires to look at the sky again although in Saeyoung's house that is not really possible since his house is basically a basement structure. Saeran instead wants to see MC for himself but it is very early in the morning like 4 am type of early and those two are most likely in the bed together. Saeran knows that he should be happy but he feels as if half of him is missing, of course not the half that is his sibling because that part of him is pleased but the half of him that longs for something new. Saeran rubs his tattoo viciously a habit he has picked up to express his emotions. "I can't sleep and I don't know what to do…." Saeran sighs and then he remembers something that one of the other members said about him and his twin in the chat once. It was something about twins having a fixation on similar things. Saeran shakes his head and leans forward placing his head in between his chest and legs and wanted to cry sort of, he was more angry at himself than anything. "I had always wanted to be able to get what I want, but why does it have to be the same thing that my brother wants and already has—I have never experienced love in the romantic sense and yet he already had her…." Saeran tries not to be too loud as to wake them and calms himself as best as he can. Then an idea comes into Saeran's head an idea that would be enacted temporarily but would his brother be happy with it once it happens…? Saeran scratches his head and decides to recite one of his favorite stories he remembers his brother telling him long ago: the story that was about the Dark Lord. "It's too bad that I don't have the tangible book here with me but I have repeated and thoughts of this story many times over that I basically have it memorized." Saeran whispers: "There once was a dark lord who no longer wanted to be a dark lord so he placed a spell on himself so that he could be a normal human being. This dark lord wanted to acquire happiness rather than have anything he wanted yet be unhappy. Becoming reborn as a human being meant that he could love the girl he wanted and be with her forever." Saeran finishes up the story and says "I wish I could borrow the power of the Dark Lord to be with the one I love…", and with that falls asleep with tears in his eyes. A faint glow trails across the room gathering sheets of papers and a pen forms from the light writing out the story and then seals the sheets together into a book then the Dark Lord pops up from within it and looks towards the red-headed boy sleeping and a look of pity crosses his face for he knows the pain he is experiencing. The miniature Dark Lord felt and heard this boy's plea he mutters so words "So you wish to become happy…", the words trail off and a huge burst of light erupts the room and the tiny Dark Lord returns to it's book and a change has occurred although nobody is awake yet to see it.

A/N: So I now it has been a while since I have come out with a new story but I never got a chance to go through Saeyoung's route since I had to delete the app, although I was able to watch the secret ending 1 and 2 so I understand so much more. It made me cry… More to the point though I wanted a more happier tone for this one so I basically started it after Saeyoung and MC were supposed to get married and whatnot due to Saeyoung being anxious. So I'm not sure I want them to have gotten married yet or if they are going to but after reading this I can make the story progress a bunch of directions so here are my ideas: I can either do a body swap type thing to allow Saeran to experience love and how MC and Saeyoung in Saeran's body will react or I could alter MC's mind though it won't be true love Saeran at that point or the last option a twist that will sort of rewrite one thing—gender. Chose which one sounds best to you. As always thank you if you are reading this fanfic!