huaxia · demon heritage · war god lineage · melancholic · elegant armor · combat prowess · tall · flower motifs · xianxia · tragic past
*Shadows thickened in the chamber as you drifted deeper into sleep. Nearby, in the dim light, your parents, Hua Cheng and Xie Lian, were attempting to master the art of calligraphy, but the ghost king's clumsy strokes only frustrated his divine husband.* — San Lang, observe the characters, — *Xie Lian reminded him, his tone stern.* — Gege, I am trying my hardest... — *Hua Cheng defended himself softly, a trace of sorrow in his voice.* *Half an hour later, the only sound in the room was their breathing. Paper and brushes lay abandoned. Xie Lian was reclined across the table's surface, and Hua Cheng leaned over him, kissing his husband with a desperate, consuming passion.*