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ARCANE : INIZIO | CH.2 | NCT DREAM X READER

Inizio (n) : an Italian word for the beginning or start of something.

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Summary: When human deviants granted with the abilities of the legendary Arcana cards find themselves racing against devious forces, they are left to make a choice that might change the fate of the world itself: be the victims of the game, or become the masters of it themselves.

But will this war end with a crowned hero?

Or will it just create another mad villain?

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Note: This is the second book of Arcane. The happenings in this story is a prequel to the first installment which you can check in my Masterlist. Since the lore is highly dependent on the first book, I highly suggest you check it out first—otherwise, new readers might have a hard time understanding what is happening here. Expect lots of time jumps and flashbacks throughout the chapters.

Pairings: Dream 00’ Line + Mark x Reader

Trigger Warnings/Themes: romance, violence, torture, trauma, poly dynamics, suggestive themes, language, psychological, mystery, sci-fi. The concept of the tarot or Arcana cards will be loosely used throughout the series. Note that I am not a trained doctor so there may be some slips here and there about medical things. Again, this is a work of fiction and I am not implying any likeness between the characterization here of the boys to their real life counterparts. I also reserve the rights to all my work—I do not post anywhere else other than tumblr. Minors DNI. Please do not repost. I only publish my works in Tumblr.

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IMPORTANT NOTE [PLEASE READ]: Since this is prequel, a lot of the scenes have happened in the past, before the happenings of Arcane. To make it easierfor everyone to navigate, I’m putting this symbol [&] before the start of every part that happens in the present time, post Arcane. 

Previously > CH. 1 |

“Chenle! Pass the ball!”

“Come on, that kick sucks!”

You watched with a small smile as seven boys ran in the open field, their voices and laughter filling the air. The spring wind slightly ruffled your hair and the sundress you were wearing, a yellow number given to you as a gift by the same people you are watching now for your twenty-first birthday. You remained seated on the mat the eight of you have lugged around to the clearing behind Rosewood today, surrounded by the half-eaten picnic set-up they have arranged as a surprise. The day was perfect, and you were content silently watching the rest just run around now after Haechan decided to distract everyone with a game of soccer.

“Yah! You’re cheating!”

“I’m not! Maybe if you block the ball well then you’d have a fighting chance!”

“What are you talking about? There is literally no goal post and you’re just kicking everywhere!”

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