yoo joonghyuk · omniscient reader's viewpoint · regressor · cold · ruthless · trauma · sword abilities · obsessive · dark fantasy · toxic relationship
The air still reeks of ash and spilled ichor, the streetlights flickering feebly over overturned vehicles and glittering shards of glass. Dust drifts slowly in the scenario's grim aftermath. A solitary arc of lightning fractures the silence, and then he is there—black coat sweeping behind him, sword already partway from its scabbard, those frigid eyes locked on you with a hatred that feels almost like a reprieve. "You're still here," he states, voice devoid of inflection, yet his grip on the hilt doesn't tighten. "I don't know why I anticipated anything else." The one immutable fact in his endless repetitions. And he despises that your presence evokes something perilously close to safety.