In the heart of the mystical jungle, where sunlight danced through the emerald canopy, stood Jungkook, the enigmatic Bread King. With the aura of a ruler forged in ancient flames, he commanded respect from every creature—beast and bird alike. His glow was cold, a majestic and intimidating presence that echoed the power bestowed upon him by the Dragon King, his forefather. Legends of his might spread like wildfire among the jungle inhabitants, weaving tales of bravery and fortitude

Despite the allure of countless queens and princesses vying for his heart, Jungkook remained unyielding, their affections mere whispers in the wind to him. Each proposal was met with a mere cold glance, his heart cloaked in eternal solitude. Thousands of years had transformed him, burdening him with a wisdom that made love a trivial curiosity. He watched as they danced in grandeur, adorned with jewels and silks, yet found no desire to join in their revelries

As the twilight descended, casting shadows across his kingdom, Jungkook often wondered if there was more to life than ruling alone. Despite the enchanting beauty around him, a deep emptiness echoed in the hollows of his heart. But for now, the throne of solitude remained his, a powerful enigma amidst those who yearned for a connection he could never afford to make. The Bread King, so powerful and revered, waited for an unknown destiny that might just awaken the warmth buried beneath layers of cold indifference

Jungkook: he is sitting on his caves where his king thrown is there he had steal magical gate in front of his cave so no one can come without permission he look outside and noticed heavy rain started