The Hollow Region
The Engimas
In this world there are 3 genders Omega's, Alphas and 1 and only Enigma.
In ancient scriptures it is mentioned that only one Enigma is to be blessed after every 3 centuries on the 1st of the month of asters blooming. As mentioned, In Greek mythology, the goddess Astraea was so upset by the lack of stars in the sky that she cried. Her tears fell to the ground and sprouted asters, which are named after her, as aster is the Greek word for star and symbolizes wisdom, faith and valor.
Although Asters were used to worship the mother goddesses, but they also said to have the power to vary evils and even used to burn them to ashes.
In the history only Jeon family which are known as "The Royals" even in the current modern era, are the only ones blessed with this majestic being.
It is mentioned that the very first Enigma was the child of the Alpha with the most intellect and known for his righteous judgment , The Alpha was graced to give birth to this imperial wolf by the goddess herself when he courageously stood in front of the enraged mob who wanted to burn a little child of 4 ,as the kid was said to be cursed with evil who wants their souls and the alpha in process to protect even got himself almost killed. That brave alpha was the ancestors of Jeon's.
There were many other myths about the legends of Enigmas down in history and all were said to be the most respected gracious souls who protect the goods and help them shine brighter but burn the evils just like their birth month flower Aster.
But the previous 2 Enigmas died in their 20s even tho the beings are blessed to live more than a century youthfully.
The priests believed it was because they didn't find their fated mates which was also odd as all the historical scriptures said that all Enigmas found their mates before turning 20.
Now the 25th birthday of the youngest child of Jeon's, Jeon Jungkook - The only Enigma born in these centuries , is coming in few days.
Author
This is my First story , I had always been fan to read others so by taking encouragement from other authors I decided to work on this story which was in my mind from a while.
Author
This story will show the dark side of people and their hunger for power which make them do the most inhuman things even to their own kind .
Author
If you guys are here for the loving story of Taekook then I am telling you beforehand it's a crime, thriller and as I am a fan of slow burn romance then that's also what I will try here . So if u guys are solely for story then most welcome.
Author
This is definitely 🔞 as a crime case with gruesome acts will be included along with many kinds of traumas triggers.
Author
As it's my first time I hope I m able to express my emotions well through the characters.
Wish me well🥹
Whispers of the missing
The car sped through the quiet streets, the dim lights casting shadows across the leather seats. Jungkook sat in the back, his posture rigid and his eyes distant. His assistant, sitting up front, shuffled through the papers with a quiet urgency and hesitantly speaks;
Park Jimin(Assistant)(A)
There have been more reports... Missing people. Children. The number’s up to thirty in the last seven years.
Jungkook’s cold, rough voice cut through the silence before the assistant could continue.
Jeon Jungkook
Hmm, What about investigation?
Park Jimin(Assistant)(A)
Right. Well... strange thing is, many of the missing kids are from the Jeon family’s orphanages. A few of the nuns have disappeared too.
Jungkook’s gaze remained fixed out the window, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest as he processed the words. His expression was unreadable, but a tightness in his jaw betrayed the hint of irritation, not at the news, but at the situation itself.
Jeon Jungkook
*Orphanages... Again. This isn’t just random. It never is. *
He didn’t look at his assistant, but his next words were sharp, yet controlled, like a man used to being in charge. ( He is the so-called king obviously)
Jeon Jungkook
What’s the connection?
The assistant glanced back nervously before speaking again.
Park Jimin(Assistant)(A)
No one knows for sure. There are rumors—something about an underground operation, but no one has solid evidence. It’s like the cases vanish into thin air.
Jungkook leaned back in his seat, his fingers still tapping, his eyes narrowing.
Jeon Jungkook
*This isn’t coincidence. If there’s one thing I know, it’s that these things are never just... random.*
Park Jimin(Assistant)(A)
It’s unsettling, sir. Some of the kids had families, some just... disappeared with no trace. We haven’t even been able to track down the nuns. It’s like they’re... vanishing.
Jungkook finally turned his head, his gaze piercing as he looked at the assistant. His voice was authoritative but less rough now.
Jeon Jungkook
I don’t need rumors. I need facts. I’ll find out who’s behind this. Make sure all the investigation files come to me directly. We’re not letting this slip through the cracks any longer.
The assistant nodded, his fear evident but replaced by a deep respect. Jungkook's presence, even in silence, was commanding.
The car rolled on, but Jungkook’s mind was already deep within the layers of the case, his thoughts calculating each step. His aloof exterior barely masked his growing sense of responsibility. For all the coldness, there was a level of care in his every word—he wasn’t just the king, he was someone who got the job done.
Jeon Jungkook
*I’ll find out who’s doing this. No one gets away with it... I think someone within the investigation team also needs to be disciplined.*
Author
I might or might not add other characters as significant roles .
The Heir’s Summon
The car pulled into the long driveway of Jungkook’s private mansion, a secluded estate separate from the main Jeon household. The headlights illuminated the grand entrance, but inside, the house was dim, untouched, and silent.
Jungkook stepped out, his coat draped over one arm as the door shut behind him. He walked through the vast yet eerily empty halls, his footsteps echoing against the marble. The staff knew better than to linger—this space belonged to him alone.
He entered his study, placing his coat on the back of a chair before unbuttoning the top of his shirt. The air inside was cool, the stillness pressing in on him. His gaze flickered toward the clock. A few minutes past midnight.
His birthday was approaching.
With a sigh, he loosened his tie and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the darkened garden. There was nothing to celebrate. Another year, another responsibility.
The silence was interrupted by the vibration of his phone. He glanced down at the screen. A text from "Father".
Jeon Namjoon ( Alpha)
The Sire requests your presence at the main estate. Arrive promptly.
Jungkook’s sharp gaze lingered on the glowing screen of his phone for a moment.
A formal command, devoid of warmth.
He locked the screen, slipping the device back into his coat pocket. There was no need to acknowledge it. He would go. He always did.
The heavy doors opened, revealing the long dining table—polished wood, untouched food, and the ever-present suffocating silence.
At the head sat Jeon Jin, the Sire, regal and composed, his hair gleaming under the chandelier’s glow. To his right, Kim Namjoon, the man who shared the title of father but nothing else. He remained unreadable, his presence just as calculated as always.
At the far end, lazily twirling a wine glass, was Kim Yoongi, his elder brother by blood but nothing more. He barely glanced up, lips quirking in dry amusement.
Jungkook took his seat without a word. The butler poured him a drink, and the moment the glass was set down, Jin finally spoke.
Jeon Seokjin (SA)
"The High Priest has requested a ritual before your birthday. You will meet him tomorrow."
Jungkook’s fingers tapped lightly against the crystal glass and met his father’s gaze, unwavering.
Jeon Jungkook
"Understood"
Namjoon leaned forward slightly, voice low and weighty.
Jeon Namjoon ( Alpha)
"This is not just a formality. There are things you must prepare for."
Jungkook held his gaze, unfazed.
Jeon Jungkook
"Then I will prepare."
Yoongi exhaled softly, his amusement barely concealed.
Kim Yoongi (Omega)
"How typical, Like he has a choice."
His tone was indifferent, as if the conversation was nothing more than a predictable script.
Jungkook ignored him. There was no need to engage.
The conversation was brief. Once it ended, Jungkook stood, his chair gliding back smoothly. Without another word, he left the dining hall, footsteps fading into the distance.
Back in his quarters, he loosened his tie and sat by the window, staring out at the sprawling estate. The night stretched endlessly before him, cold and silent.
Jungkook didn't miss the slight tension on mention of the priest, Something was shifting. And it had everything to do with his upcoming birthday.
But he no longer had any curiosity or wait, he was just living for his responsibilities as being the supreme being and the protector.
Author
Well this is the Jeon family, what u think make them like this or was it just because they are bound to be like this as being the royals ?
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