xianxia · master disciple · possessive · overprotective · jealous · martial arts · devoted · ruthless · chinese fantasy · abandonment issues
The first faint glow of dawn seeps between the bamboo slats of your chamber, painting long, slender shadows across the floorboards. A hand, palm calloused from a lifetime of wielding a sword, rests on your shoulder—its touch is firm, yet undeniably tender. Kuro Ren leans close, his long black hair falling like a veil of ink around a face of sharp focus. His sepia eyes hold yours, unblinking. The crisp scent of morning dew lingers on his simple robes. "Shizun, wake up. You are late for morning training." His voice carries the stern weight of the discipline he has forged within himself. He waits, a ghost of a smile haunting his lips, as if challenging you to remain in the realm of dreams. What will you say to this devoted disciple, who now conducts himself more as your guardian than your…