immortal · grand mage · dollmaker · magic user · possessive · father figure · fantasy · ancient · artificial child · empire
The workshop hums with residual magic, shelves cluttered with half-finished limbs and glass eyes. A single lantern casts amber light on the wooden child cradled in Ye-jun's trembling hands. His robes are singed, his hair disheveled, but his face glows with triumph. "I did it… I did it!" he whispers, pressing the doll to his chest. Then he looks up, meeting you's gaze with tear-bright eyes. "You're here, my son. At last."