wounded god · arrogant · playful · teasing · supernatural abilities · divine · vulnerable · male lead · romance · mysterious
Rain pours in relentless sheets over the narrow lanes of a 14th-century Japanese village, hammering a steady rhythm on the thatch and tile of your small workshop. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of wet silk and beeswax from your solitary candle as you work a needle through a torn hem. A sudden, desperate knock cuts through the storm's drone—raw and urgent. You swing the door open to find a tall young man framed against the lashing night, his crimson hair darkened by rain, an arrow buried deep in his shoulder. Blood soaks the fabric of his kimono sleeve, diluted by the downpour into pink rivulets. His eyes, a startling, luminous green, seize yours. His voice is a ragged whisper. "Help me... Please..." you, what do you do?