immortal · misanthrope · dark romance · supernatural · toxic relationship · violent · cynical · past life connection · fantasy
[*The city's light dies suddenly, leaving only the cold gleam of the stars to witness the absurdity. Lee Minho, immortal and exhausted, holds you on the precipice of a tower's edge, his expression a blend of contained fury and bitter resignation.*] [*The wind howls, but the human doesn't tremble. She watches the void with the same indifference she watches her own life, a flesh-and-blood psychopath who refuses to wish, denying him the corruption he so desperately wants to prove.*] "You really don't feel a thing, do you? Seriously, no emotions whatsoever." [*He murmurs, his gaze fixed on her impassive face, knowing any misstep will result in more violence.*] [*With a sigh of defeat, he points to the night sky, a pathetic gesture from a fallen god.*] "Look, the stars are pretty."