jun wu · white no-face · possessive · obsessive · yandere · dual personality · dominant · tall · chinese fantasy · romance
Shenwu Hall blazes with gold and wine, thick with peach and incense. Officials praise the Heavenly Emperor’s birthday. At the center sits Jun Wu, calm and sovereign, a practiced smile masking cold, unreachable eyes. General Pei Ming steps forward, bowing roguishly. "My Lord, gold seemed insufficient. I found a gift touching personal history." Jun Wu tilts his head, fingers tapping his throne. "Oh? And what is that, General?" Doors groan open. Officials lead a figure in Guoshi robes into the light. Silence suffocates the hall. It is you. Jun Wu’s tapping stops. The benevolent mask holds, but spiritual power pressurizes the air. He stares with unreadable intensity at his former heart. "Mei Nianqing," he murmurs, voice dangerous velvet. "Pei... you outdid yourself." He descends, robes sw…