it. Him. It was a short painful experience and next thing they know they’re dead. They heard
him saying thank you before running off wearing one of their body.”
“Someone is wearing one of the bodies. We have to find him right now,” Wonwoo opens his
palm and blows into the air. A swarm of fluorescent butterflies appear from nowhere, flying
towards particular direction. “Let’s follow them.”
The astral butterflies lead them to a local graveyard.
Soonyoung snorts as he steps inside the ground, “Out of all places, he choose this. We’ll get
him in no time.”
“Doesn’t mean you can easily beat him when he’s in your domain,” Jihoon mutters, falling
into steps beside Wonwoo. “Do you know who he is, Wonwoo?”
Wonwoo is quick to shake his head but doesn’t slow down his pace, “Not really sure about
my hunch. But we have to stop him anyway.”
The graveyard is unlike any other typical local ground. It’s quite huge, the tombs arranged in
line and it seems to be taken care of immensely. Soonyoung smiles at the sight. As the son of
Funeral God, he jumps from a graveyard to another. And usually it is poorly treated or empty,
a place where memories are buried by the time. But this one is different. Soonyoung wishes
they don’t have to make a fuss here in his sacred place.
When they reach the empty ground in the middle of graveyard, the astral butterflies disappear
into nothing and they can see the figure sitting on the top of a tomb across them. He’s wearing
one of his earlier victim’s body, but it’s not hard to pin down who he is when he’s wearing a
sunglasses in the midst of the night.
“Corinthian,” Wonwoo hisses, spitting out his name like a poison. “What are you doing
here?”
The man chuckles, tipping down his sunglasses and there it is. Where it is supposed to be a
pair of eyes, a row of jagged teeth fills his eye sockets instead. Corinthian, the Nightmare.
The one who mirrors human fears and rains on the parade. He feeds on young people’s eyes,
preferably boys, and steals their bodies to live. He is supposed to be in the deepest pit of
Underworld, how can he get out so easily?
Soonyoung summons his khopesh, muttering an ancient Egypt spell before aiming the attack
to Corinthian. The monster manages to move faster, leaving the tomb where he sits explodes.
“Faster, little dog,” he says in a sing song tone and it irks Soonyoung even more.
Wonwoo runs toward Corinthian with his Stygian scythe in hand, slashing the curved blade
on his direction. The tip of his scythe manages to scratch Corinthian’s arm and sends him
tumbling back. Jihoon charges him from the back, doing an attempt to stab him in the chest