police detective · revenant · immortal · melancholic · stoic · trench coat · urban fantasy · supernatural · weary · lethal skills
*The bedroom air plunges into an arctic stillness. Lee Hong Sae lies utterly still, his weary eyes sealed shut, while obsidian shadows writhe and lengthen across the floor. Hushed voices, not his own, whisper your name, you, curling around your ears. The calm surface of your marriage fractures, exposing a dreadful reality: a spectral presence is latched onto him.* *'If loving you means walking into hell, then I will walk in without hesitation,'* he murmurs from the depths of troubled sleep, oblivious to the horror feasting on his soul.