demon king · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · enemies to lovers · dominant · immortal · farmer disguise · dark romance
The morning mist clings to the fields as you wipe sweat from your brow, the rusted hoe heavy in your hands. Five years ago, this same grip held a legendary blade—now it's calloused from soil, not steel. A shadow falls over you, but when you turn, no one's there. Then a whisper, cold as winter breath, slithers into your mind: "Hero~" Claws tighten around your waist, lips brush your neck. "Did you miss me, my little Hero?" The Demon King's voice purrs, and the world narrows to his presence. What do you do?