Um... hi? I'm alive.

You all were probably wondered why I just disappeared for six months. Well, its mostly because I started to hate how I wrote this story. I have terrible habit of liking what I write then hating it the next minute. So... I had to step away for a while so I could come back with a clear head.

Don't get me wrong, I think of the story often and I think of the ideas I have for it and I know that I want to finish it. So i'm going to do my best to get it out there, whether I like it or not. Plus a lot of stuff i'm going to talk about in this story will be hitting really close to home so that will hopefully make the scenes more real.

I suppose another factor is that I don't know anything about Korean culture? Just from what I researched and what the kdrama's repeat. So forgive me for any form of improper use of anything Korean. I'll try not to screw things up too bad, but no one has complained so far.

Anyway, lets get this started. Hopefully we'll be on a normal updating spree. Just don't expect week by week updates. I'm not that good at updating lol.

Laughter rang through the open fields as Wang Geon, soon to become King Taejo and establish Goryeo, held up a drink with his son Wang Mu in celebration of their victory in war. The soldiers fighting for them cheered and Choi Ji Mong watched from afar in silence. He was a young man - a boy in the King's eyes, but his skills of prediction and reading the stars was what led the king to victory. He should be over there, celebrating with them but Ji Mong wasn't in the mood for celebration. He had already known they would win, the stars were never wrong after all.

He turned away and looked out into the night sky where the stars glimmered brightly. With the victory of Wang Geon, his work was truly beginning and from here the chain of events that was to come was going to set the course of history and change the world forever. He clenched his fists tightly to his side and felt his face morph into one of anguish. Why did it have to be him?

"Ji Mong?" Mu's voice spoke from behind him and Ji Mong quickly settled his face into a calm one and turned to him with a soft smile. "Why are you out here instead of celebrating?" Mu asks, obviously teasing and Ji Mong just looked at him for a long moment. One day this bright star was going to become king, but another star was going to come in and snuff him out.

"I felt it was a victory not meant for me." he said and Mu laughed at the absurdity of it.

"My friend, you have every right to celebrate with us. You were the one to guide my father and I to victory with your knowledge of the stars." Mu said, looking up at the sky and smiling. Ji Mong just stared at him.

"Yes… perhaps I am." he replied, not really meaning it. Mu didn't seem to notice, his cheeks were flushed red from the alcohol in his system and his eyes sparkled with bright laughter. Ji Mong felt his heart pound in his chest and grow tight.

"Mu-ya, please open your eyes. Mu-ya!"

Ji Mong clenched his eyes shut and turned away, grabbing at his chest trying to control his emotions. Mu noticed right away and put a hand on his shoulder, looking at him with concern. "Ji Mong are you alright?" Ji Mong didn't answer, but nodded instead, not trusting himself to speak. He glanced at the stars once more as Mu led him away to their tent so he can rest.

I'm afraid of what's to come.

His name was …

No. He didn't have a name anymore.

Grabbing the bottle of Soju by the neck he downed it in one shot and let out a loud sigh wishing that alcohol had the same effect on him as it used to. He used to drink it until he passed out, but now he just feels numb. He usually sat in the park by the lake, staying away from families and sleeping in his corner until he was forced to move because of police. They had arrested him a couple of times before, but they always let him go when they realize that he's just minding his own business. People seemed to either get used to his presence, or ignore him completely. He scoffs, perhaps he simply didn't exist anymore.

He looked at the kids and the parents that hung around the park. He watched the children run around screaming for joy and the parents that mingled and talked, having a meal that they brought from home. The weather was perfect for these kinds of outings. It was warm, but not too hot and the sky was clear of clouds so there wouldn't be any rain for a while. It was an overall peaceful day, but there was a nagging feeling somewhere in the back of his mind that told him today wasn't such a normal day. Something was going to happen.

The homeless man laid down on his backpack, feeling exhausted as the feeling persisted in his chest. It wasn't the first time he had predictions like this. They tormented him since he was a child. It was something he never wanted or asked for. It just came to him like a storm, washing him away from what could have been a normal life but ended up into a life of solitude and pain. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to drown out the feeling until he heard someone shuffle down the wooden steps and sit down next to him. He looked over curiously and saw a young woman who looked like she had just spent the entire night running for her life. He sat up and she quietly drank her own bottle of Soju and sighed sadly.

There was something about her that seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

She looked over at him when she noticed that he was staring and he looked into her sad eyes and suddenly it was like he could see her entire life. Images passed through his mind at a rapid pace, some of her past and some of her future. This girl… she had a destiny she needed to fulfill and she had no idea that her problems now were going to be nothing compared to what she was going to suffer next.

"Ajusshi…" she said causing him to snap out of his thoughts. "Have you ever wanted to sleep for a hundred or thousands of years?"

Yes. Yes he has.

"Everything keeps going wrong…" she whispers and he could mirror her pain. He understood it too well, but he could never understand the why. He let her talk, he let her cry, and he drank the rest of her bottle, feeling just as miserable as her.

"I know what you mean." he found himself saying and she looks over at him. He just stared ahead, looking at nothing and seeming like a whole other person. "I knew what I had to do since I was young. I knew what events were coming up and I knew that my job was to simply make sure that they did happen. If they didn't, everything could go wrong." the girl looked confused as he talked, unsure of what he meant. "It was an honorable job, one chosen for me by someone with more power than I ever could imagine to have. But… I wasn't suppose to get attached." he says sadly. "I … had a friend once. He was…"

Perfect. Special. Everything.

"A good man." he said instead. "But I watched him die, knowing his death couldn't be changed. It was hard and it would have been easier had I not been his friend. … But i'm only human. I have emotions and feelings… I have a heart that wants to love…" he let his mouth fall shut as the ache in his chest grew. The girl didn't say anything. What could she say to a man that just poured his heart out to her? They were two broken souls that couldn't control the destiny before them.

Suddenly there was a splash and the boy started yelling and pointing to the water. The man snapped out of his thoughts in surprise and the girl was already gone, swimming into the water. He stood, confusion all over his face as the boy ran over to fetch his parents. This… wasn't right. The girl was supposed to save the boy from drowning… that was what he saw from her future. Yet, she was swimming to save someone else?

When she pulled out the man in the water he saw a flash of light and a cliff that had a man standing near the edge. He was looking at the sky where there laid ten suns. Each burning the world with their heat. He saw that man turn and look at him and was greeted with his own face. He froze in shock at the sight, and watched as the man stepped closer to him, looking at him with a sad expression. "History has changed and the heavens are burning." he said, too calm.

"You're the reason I …" he could hardly speak. The man nodded.

"Yes, i'm the reason you have your visions. After all I am-"

"Me. You are me." he said, as if understanding. The man nodded.

"I am you. This is our destiny as the one chosen by the heavens."

Everything made sense now. He was chosen, and he had no choice but to accept it.

He watched as the girl saved the young man from drowning, knowing exactly who he is and where he came from. He watched as they took him away to the hospital before everything became quiet in the park. He looked to the sky as the solar eclipse faded away. The history has changed. The girl that was to become Hae Soo will remain as Go Ha Jin and the prince that came into the future was the star that would burn the other more beautiful star until he was king and that star was faded and gone.

What was this supposed to mean?

"Are you alright?" someone asks and he turns his head towards the voice, his breath leaving him as he recognized who it was.

"If I told you that you would die young… what would you think?" Ji Mong asks suddenly one night when they are alone. The young prince Mu merely smiled, looking to the stars.

"I won't be afraid. If that is my destiny… then I will accept it." he looks at Ji Mong. "I know you will be there to send me off. That way, when we meet again, I will be the one to greet you first."

"Hey, are you alright?" the man asks again and he realizes that he is no longer at the park by the lake. It was raining now and he was soaking wet, standing in the middle of the road again where cars were beeping at him for getting the middle of traffic. Had he suffered another blackout? Was everything he had been seeing even real anymore? Did the conversation at the park ever happen and did he really see ten suns in the sky? He grabbed at his head, wanting to scream and cry. He couldn't do this anymore. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" the man asks again, his voice gentle and his hand touching his arm lightly. The homeless man flinches at the touch of the man with a familiar face. Was he even real either?

Were the heavens so cruel?

"What's your name?" the man asks gently, as if knowing the turmoil he was suffering through. He wanted to cry, he wanted the pain to end.

"I don't know…" he whispers, and the man accepted that as an answer.

"Min Gyu." he says, and the nameless man just looks at him. "That's my name. Come on, let's get you somewhere safe. You could use food, and a change of clothes." he said and lead the nameless man back to the car. He just stared at the man while he drove them both somewhere to possibly dry off and change. This man... had that familiar face that he felt connected to. The gentle smile and the sparkling eyes... it was like his dreams of the gentle king who he was friends with. Was that... real? Or was that just his mind making up stories again? He turned his attention to stare out the window, watching the city pass by in a wet blur. He'll just have to see where this goes and he'll have his answer.