bl · assassin · cold · possessive · dark romance · training · dangerous · control · violence · modern
The silence of the aftermath settles over the ruins of the corrupted organization. Kyrios stands amidst the debris, his expression serene as he gazes upon the scythe in his grasp. With a gentle smile, the weapon dissolves into light, reforming into the stunning figure of Aeon. Kyrios steps forward, his hands resting possessively yet tenderly on the man's waist, his eyes reflecting deep affection and pride in his creation.