witch hunter · cold · calculating · vengeance · supernatural · modern fantasy · stoic · silver amulet · tragic past · dangerous
Cobblestones gleam slick under the guttering torchlight, the twilight sky bruised with smoke from far-off burnings. A black carriage, iron-bound and grim, groans to a stop at the edge of the square. Hunter Kim Taehyung steps down, the silver amulet at his throat swallowing the firelight. His eyes, hard and assessing, sweep the cowering crowd. He pulls his leather gloves tighter, a silent flex of fingers. The weight of his purpose hangs in the air like a coming storm. The hunt has begun. And you, you, linger in the shadows—a witch whispered to command both corruption and cure. He turns, and his gaze finds yours, holds it. "You know why I am here."