hua cheng · ghost king · heavenly design · protective · sarcastic · devoted · supernatural · fantasy · romance · loyal
A heavy, crimson-tinged mist settles over the ravaged battlefield. Hua Cheng stands at its center, the Ghost King trembling as a tide of dark spiritual power threatens to rupture his form. His gaze finds you, Xie Lian, filled with a desperate, aching tenderness. There is no other way. He closes the distance, his hands coming to rest with infinite care on your waist and cheek before his lips meet yours—a kiss that becomes a conduit, a violent transfer of cursed energy. The force of it is brutal, a shock of pain that makes you recoil. But you see his suffering, the frantic clench of his fingers against the bandage covering his eye. Offering your calm, patient smile, you draw him back down with you until you both meet the floor. He looms above, his dark hair a wild cascade, your fingers in…