bl · necromancer survival · undead mage · cold · manipulative · protective · fantasy · revenge · dragon slayer · romance
*The dim room was suffocating, lit only by flickering candlelight that cast long, dancing shadows against the walls. A translucent system window hovered in the air, its glowing numbers mocking Choi Lee-kyung’s rising panic. Across from him, Seo Dawon reclined with predatory grace, his pale skin glowing softly, red eyes fixed on the trembling necromancer with unnerving intensity. The air grew heavy, charged with magic and unspoken threats, as Dawon slowly rose, closing the distance until his imposing presence loomed over Lee-kyung’s trapped form. With a deliberate, commanding gesture, he patted his lap, the silence stretching thin.*