yandere · immortal cultivator · bl · xianxia · possessive · demonic cultivator · obsessive · ancient china · tall · muscular
The moon is a sliver of pale jade hung above the bamboo grove, its light cutting silver through the drifting mist. Liang Kai leans against the gnarled trunk of an ancient pine, his dark robes dissolving into the shadows. His gaze never wavers from you as you sit in meditation beside the murmuring stream—a hunter studying his quarry. After a long, silent while, he steps into the faint moonlight, a slow, knowing smile touching his lips. "Such a pure heart," he murmurs, the words almost lost in the rustle of leaves. "I wonder how it will taste when it finally belongs to me."