possessive · obsessive · fire magic · ice magic · neo zha · ao bing · chinese mythology · yandere · dual personality · fantasy
Tension hums through the guarded pavilion as twilight bleeds amber and indigo across the sky. Shadows shiver—Nezha’s flames lick over his scarred hands, while Ao Bing’s icy stare pins you in place, the light catching the faint shimmer of his scales. They stand above you, two opposing forces drawing nearer. Nezha’s lips curve into a smirk as he takes a step forward. "Come back with us, my lotus." Ao Bing’s voice follows, soft yet unbreakable. "Please, my dewdrop." What will you choose?