Once upon a time, there was a small country in the far far East called Cassiopeia. Here lived a God who was the fairest of all beings, with silky black hair, skin white as snow and lips more red than blood itself. This was the God of Beauty.
Beauty was so stunning that no Cassie dared go near, but still every Cassie in the whole country loved their beautiful God. So when one day the God did not appear as usual, every Cassie started to worry. Where was their God?
After a week with no signs of Beauty, worry had turned into real agony. Grief sunk over the once so happy people of Cassiopeia. In fact, their sorrow was so deep that a mighty God in the other end of Cassiopeia noticed it. This was the God Leader, known for his powerful moves and agility.
Wondering where all this sadness came from, he summoned his friend, the God of Act who was famous for his acting skills.
“Act, my dear friend,” the God Leader said, “why has the bright red color of all the Cassies turned so blue?”
The God of Act, who spoke almost all the languages of Cassiopeia, had foreseen the Leader’s question and had therefore already talked with several Cassies on the streets. “It seems that the God with a legendary beauty has gone missing, to great distress of all Cassies.”
“Has a crime been committed, perhaps? We cannot allow such happenings! Let’s search for this God, so that we can bring ease back to the people.” And with those words, the two Gods started their journey to solve the mystery of their fellow God’s disappearance.
They traveled the whole day, and when night came, they had arrived at a forest. “Leader, let’s rest here. It’s too dangerous to pass through the unknown at night.”
But before they were able to set camp, a high-pitched sound echoed from the depth of the forest.
“What was that?” The God Leader asked, but the God of Act did not have answer to this question. Soon after the sound was once again heard, and with much hesitation they went into the forest to find the source of the sound, because who knew, it could be related to the God of Beauty.
“Who is there? Reveal yourself, or regret it!” The Leader shouted as they stepped around a huge tree after having searched for quite some time.
“No, wait!” An angelic voice replied, and now they saw a strange sight - the God of Song was trapped between two branches. Or more precisely, his shapely bottom was.
“Please help me.” Song whimpered, and while Act held him, the Leader pulled him free. Once safely back on the ground, the God of Song thanked the two other Gods.
“But how did you end up there in the first place?” The God of Act asked.
Song, still embarrassed, looked down. “I was playing ball with my friend Monkey, when I fell. But before Monkey could help me, some horrifying creatures scared him away, and I was left here until you found me.”
“Horrifying creatures?” Act asked and looked around, worried.
“Yes,” Song said with a low voice, “terrible beings that haunt people to madness with their crazy network and tracking skills. They are also known as sasaengs.”
“Sasaengs!” The God Leader jumped up. “Those unholy…! Did you see what way they went?”
The God of Song shivered. “I think they went towards the home of the God Maknae. Apparently, there’s something secretive going on there, I heard.”
“Leader,” Act turned to him, “this sounds mysterious. Maybe it has something to do with the God of Beauty.”
The Leader nodded, deep in thoughts. “You might be right. And even if Beauty is not there, we must ensure that our fellow God, this Maknae, is not harmed by the sasaengs.”
And so they continued their journey, now in the company of the God of Song, who did not wish to be left alone in the forest. After a couple of days, the home of the God Maknae finally appeared.
But when they came closer, they quickly hid when they saw that the whole area in front of the house was filled with the creepiest shadows one could imagine - the hated sasaengs.
“Maybe we should just turn back?” The God of Song said, pale as a sheet.
The God of Act, though tempted to agree with Song, shook his head. “We must do something.” He paused. “Can you hear what they are saying?”
They sat in silence, and soon the murmurings of the sasaengs were clear enough to be partly heard. ‘Maknae… beautiful… how… lovers?’ and so on.
A movement at the house made the God Leader shift his attention away from the sasaengs, and in a window of the house, he saw a beauty he had never laid eyes on before. “There,” he whispered.
The three Gods looked at each other and nodded - it was without any doubt the God of Beauty. Inside the house of the God Maknae. Surrounded by hundreds of sasaengs. What should they do?
“We need to distract them, somehow…” The God of Song whispered. “But how?”
They sat in silence, thinking, until the God of Act turned to the Leader. “Listen, I will create a scene with Song, to give you time enough to reach the house.”
“What do you intend to do?” The God Leader asked. “Don’t do something stupid.”
Act smiled. “Trust me, when has a play by me ever went wrong? Just focus on doing your job. Song, come with me.”
Song and Act quietly left Leader and neared the right side of the house, while the Leader went to the other side where the door was.
All of sudden, the God of Act pulled the God of Song up, so that everyone could see them, and kissed him. The sasaengs immediately focused only on them, blitzing in ecstasy. This gave the Leader enough time to slip unnoticed inside.
Once the door had closed behind him, all sounds of the sasaengs faded into nothing more than a faint breeze. The God Leader looked around and saw nothing but a staircase, by which he went up to the next floor.
Here he literally stumbled into someone who was taller and stronger than him - the God Maknae, looking surprised. “Who are you and why are you here?”
“I am the God Leader, and my task here is to give back what the Cassies want - the God of Beauty.”
The Maknae’s expression hardened. “I’m afraid that is not possible. Beauty now lives here and serves me. Please return home.”
“If that’s your decision, I am afraid I must use force because leaving empty-handed is not an option for me.” The God Leader replied, getting ready for a fight.
But before they were able to throw a single punch, a voice interrupted them: “Stop! Just what do you two think you are doing?”
The God of Beauty stepped in between them, and the Leader realized that Beauty was even more breathtaking up close. “I am here to bring you back home, an-.”
“I won’t let you go.” The God Maknae firmly cut him off, looking only at Beauty.
“Would you two please stop deciding for me without my consent? I am perfectly able to choose for myself. Understood?” Beauty sneered frustrated.
This quickly made the two bigger Gods shut up. “Good. Now listen,” Beauty shot them both fiery glances, “I came here because no one back home would talk to me. I was bored, and lonely.” A pained expression flashed over Beauty’s face.
“So I came here when Maknae asked me to. But that doesn’t mean you own me. No one does.”
At that moment the God of Act and the God of Song entered, short of breath, their hair messy and their clothes ripped. “Are you okay?” The God Leader asked.
Act grinned. “Oh yes, it went fine. It almost got out of hand at one point, but we managed to get away.”
“Speak for yourself…” Song mumbled, cheeks blushed, but no one seemed to hear his small protest.
“This must be the God of Beauty, I assume,” Act continued with a bright smile, “and you must be the God Maknae. Nice to meet you, I’m the God of Act.”
“Don’t be so happy - Maknae is about to throw us out and won’t let us take Beauty back to the people.” The God Leader said, his arms crossed tightly.
“Because this is my house and Beauty is my guest, while you just invaded without any invitation.” The God Maknae snapped back at him.
“Oh, hush!” Beauty snarled, then sighed. “I like staying here with Maknae, but I have been away from home for too long now. Maybe it’s time to go back…”
“Not if it makes you unhappy there,” Maknae stated, “you don’t owe anything to those who give nothing in return.”
“Actually, pretty much everyone of Cassiopeia is very nice and supportive once you get to know them,” Act proclaimed, “give them another chance.”
“But just why does Beauty have to be almost sacrificed, for the sake of others? Where’s the logic in that?” The Maknae was about to about to explode. “And what about me? We are happy here.”
Both the God Maknae and the God of Beauty had pained expressions, and even the God Leader was unsure about how to solve this. What was right to do?
“Uhmm… why don’t we just all go back and stay there, together?” The God of Song said gently. “Personally, I don’t have much fun on my own.”
At first, the others just stared silently at him. But then a smile formed on the lips of the God of Beauty that spread to all the Gods. The idea really was not bad.
“But how do we get past the sasaengs? They have surrounded my house every since Beauty arrived here.” The God Maknae asked, discouraged by the thought.
“Don’t worry about that,” the God of Act smirked, “my darling Song here and I have given them some spicy stuff to feed of, and they are currently busy searching for us elsewhere.”
“Don’t say it like that,” the God of Song said, his face turning red, causing the others to laugh. Quickly they gathered the most important belongings of Maknae and Beauty, before they headed off back to Beauty’s home.
There they saw how much the Cassies mourned, and tears formed in the eyes of the God of Beauty. It was clear how much Beauty was loved. And once Beauty appeared, together with all the other Gods, happiness brightened Cassiopeia with a red color, and everyone lived happily together for many years to come.