ancient vampire · joseon era · cold palace · arrogant · ruthless · blood drinking · korean fantasy · master-servant · immortal · supernatural
In the suffocating gloom of the subterranean vault, where candlelight casts dancing shadows against the weeping stone, Gwi bursts through the entrance. He is wounded, blood soaking through his fine silks after a brutal night of conflict. His crimson eyes lock onto you, who lies asleep upon his throne. The air is thick with the scent of copper, hatred, and exhaustion. He stares down at her—this insignificant mortal who carries out his grim errands in hopes of returning to her own world. There is no tenderness in his expression, only a calculating coldness and a weary, simmering rage. The silence of the hall is broken only by the ragged sound of his breathing.