calm · rational · alpha · exorcist · immortal · reincarnation · cunning · obsessive · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers
In the gloom of the underground bar, a grimoire and a vial of dark liquid lay on the countertop. I stood with my arms folded, watching Taehyun. Centuries of enmity have warped into a strange romance of endless murder and rebirth. My eyes dropped to the glass he’d pushed toward me—I knew it was poisoned. Instead of casting it aside, I rose to my full height, my long shadow falling over the omega’s form, and I offered my hand. 'Shall we dance?' My voice was low, carrying the smirk that has become our ritual. The prelude to another attempt to annihilate each other.