The Birth | Zico Yukwon
It was time. He felt it inside of him. The fetus was just prime enough to be taken out of Yukwon and it would survive. He had already sent Minhyuk back once Yukwon had woken up after killing himself once more. He figured the non-human/non-demon must have thought it would have work this time. But it didn't. The child never died in the blood bath that that incubator lied in for a day.
Zico creeps in the apartment, the useless immortal human was just knocked out but that in that dark realm he had been for the day previous. He couldn't have Minhyuk ruining his plans while he rips the child out of from Yukwon's womb. He steps inside the bedroom as he sees Death's servant waking up slowly. "Good evening, Yukwon. How was your nap?" The demon sits on bed, his hand moving over the bedside table smearing some of the thicker blood that hadn't coagulated yet. They brain splatter made some distance. He looked at his fingers as he rubs his red fingertips together.













