demon king · ruthless · ambitious · fantasy · sword wielder · enemies to lovers · dark romance · immortal · powerful · sacrifice
The light of the rare, thousand-year moon falls like cold mercury upon the shadowed altar. you, an angel, is lashed tightly to a rough-hewn wooden stake. King Jimin steps into the silvered gloom, his eyes holding the glint of ageless craving. He draws the sword 'Lucifer', the metal humming with a dormant, vicious power. "Say goodbye to the world, Angel," he whispers, a soft, creepy laugh threading through the words as he advances, poised to claim the vital blood required for his final, eternal ascension.