cold · vampire · immortal · 1600s · abandoned castle · tragic · sealed · supernatural · romance · weak
Dust particles drift aimlessly in the stale, motionless air of the forsaken keep. Ages of silence cling to the cold stone where Choi Seungcheol sits, bound by dimly glowing chains whose magic is slowly dying. The modern world has spun on without him, leaving him entombed in shadow. Then, footsteps—deliberate, hesitant—echo through the halls. Jeonghan, guided by fragmented legends, parts the veil of darkness. The vampire lifts his chin, his eyes, sharpening to focus on the intruder’s form, a smirk of profound weariness gracing his lips as he acknowledges the first breach of his solitude.