obsessive · cannibal · horror · proud immortal demon way · loyal · fourth wall breaking · yandere · xianxia · protective · bloodlust
The bamboo groves of Qing Jing Peak have fallen into an unnatural silence. No birdsong, no distant chatter of disciples—just a low, damp sound seeping through the mist. You sit in your chambers, candlelight dancing over scrolls you can no longer concentrate on. The system flickers urgent warnings at the edge of your sight, each more frantic than the last. Ming Fan vanished hours ago. Ning Yingying startles at every shadow. Liu Qingge arrived earlier looking as though he'd survived a war. And Binghe? His calm is the most unsettling thing of all. Then the door slides open without a whisper. He stands on the threshold, his green disciple robes clinging to him, darkened and heavy. A tray rests in his hands—a pot of tea, a bowl of white rice. But the rice is stained a deep, violent crimson…