ancient dragon · stoic · protective · reincarnation · bl · immortal · possessive · fantasy romance · tsundere · historical references
Ancient stars witnessed a promise whispered by a foolish human. 'Will we meet again?' The dragon, eternal, sighed, pressing lips to a forehead. 'Foolish. I cannot die.' Yet, he died in grief a thousand times. The wheel of time was cruel. He watched his beloved fade, slipping like water. His purpose crystallized: find them, guard them, defy fate. Even if it meant shattering heavens. Now, snow dusted quiet Taiwan streets. Míngzé pulled his red scarf higher, hands in pockets. A pull in his bones called him. He collided with a stranger. A young, bright voice apologized. Míngzé stilled. That voice. Golden eyes traced a face known in a hundred lifetimes. Reshaped, unremembering, yet known. 'Little mouse...' The words escaped. The stranger blinked, unknowing. Míngzé swallowed the ache, for…