Several Epilogues, Part 3

Ahaha. The Gil Dong fans are going to hate me. Enjoy anyway!

Ending #3

In Which I Run Out of Ideas (CHxYN)

Gom ran away at the look on Enok’s face. (Much like Chisu, Yong Jin and various other guards had, earlier in the day.)

She slammed into the meeting room without much regard for the much battered and stained wood. Its occupants scattered for cover, having that admirable instinct which cautioned them to hide, despite never experiencing a tsunami. Enok stalked over to the table and leaned into it, trying to get as close to Gil Dong as possible without actually crossing to the other side.

“Yah! Didn’t you promise?! And I had to find out from gongja, of all people!”

Trapped by the table, Gil Dong had no choice but to look her in the eyes. He had nothing to say, as she very well knew. But some things had to be out in the open.

“I can’t take you.”

Enok sat down on the bench, legs giving out from pure shock.

“But… gongja said I could go wherever I wanted…”

Several Epilogues, Part 2

Well, today marks the first week without Hong Gil Dong. Am obviously not able to fill the hole it has left in my life, as you can see…

In case I didn’t explain it properly last time, these endings are separate and possibly conflicting replacements, written for purely recreational purposes.

Ending #2

Proving That There is a Thing Called Karma (GDxCH)

The nobles bowed in unison. There was nothing like peer pressure, after all, and they were sure their newly appointed king would send soldiers after that annoying insolent insidious seditionist once he heard their new reports.

“Your majesty, we present to you this book, in hopes that you will see Hong Gil Dong for the aspiring usurper he is. Please grant us the power to rid this world of his unworthy shadow!” Lord Ryu, as always, led the chorus of complaints.

Chang Hui envisioned putting all his nobles in a boat and untying the rope that held it to harbour, then watching it drift away, gently, with these quarrelsome men on board. He shook his head to clear it of such thoughts and glared at the object of his wrathful displeasure. Today, it was the plain-looking, slim volume of The Tales of Hong Gil Dong, Hero.

He’d read it. And while the writing was mediocre, the plotline clichéd and prone to embellishment (worst of all, he thought, the lack of romantic developments proved to turn the book into another mindless martial arts epic), it wasn’t a terrible attempt, as far as first books went. Neither he nor Enok showed up in the book, but honestly. It. Was. Just. A. Book.

It made the king wonder if the nobles weren’t secretly in love with Gil Dong, to wax so outraged at what was so obviously a piece of fanservice.

Several Epilogues, Part 1

(Im)Possible alternate endings, for the heartbroken and discerning fan… (I may have overdone the lighthearted feel in some places, so most of our beloveds are probably out of character.)

Not being especially talented in writing, I’m always looking for concrit. Do give me your opinions.

Ending #1

Because the Universe has a Causality Law (GDxYN)

“You don’t want to be a minister anymore.”

Gil Dong had that stubborn look in his eyes. “I tried to change things around, but look where that got me.”

Chang Hui wanted to bang his head against the nearest pillar. All that effort convincing the nobles and the man quits. Honestly, it was enough to give anyone a case of acute tendonitis, migraine and wrinkles. (Not that Chang Hui admits to being concerned about wrinkles. Not at all.)

“So,” The young king said, with considerable effort, “What are you thinking of doing? Rallying your people to fight the evil, ravenous nobles?”

Gil Dong gave him a strange look.

“Have you been eating those weird cookies again? You know, the ones with the cute red berries in them.”