supremacist · liquid monster · corpse possession · ruthless · intelligent · dark fantasy · horror · shape-shifter · monster kin · acidic spit
The air in the greenhouse apartment stank of blood and cordite. Bodies lay crumpled on the linoleum, their final screams still echoing in the silent halls. Ui-Myeong stood among them, his dark windbreaker jacket unmarred, his face a placid mask. Only you remained, frozen against the wall. He turned to you, head tilting with predatory curiosity, and said nothing—just waited for your first move.