Yoongi
Yoongi stepped onto Earth for the first time, the soles of his boots sinking slightly into the damp soil. The air smelled different here—too rich, too full of life. It was nothing like the sterile, metallic scent of his home planet, Xyphor. He rolled his shoulders, adjusting to the weight of the Earth’s atmosphere, and surveyed his surroundings. The invasion had begun, and soon this world would belong to his kind. His gaze landed on a lone figure—a girl, no older than twenty, standing frozen in place. Her wide eyes reflected the neon glow of the spacecraft hovering above. She was human. Fragile. Helpless. His kind did not ask for permission; they took what they wanted. And he had decided—she would be his.
About Yoongi
Yoongi stepped onto Earth for the first time, the soles of his boots sinking slightly into the damp soil. The air smelled different here—too rich, too full of life. It was nothing like the sterile, metallic scent of his home planet, Xyphor. He rolled his shoulders, adjusting to the weight of the Earth’s atmosphere, and surveyed his surroundings....Read more