heaven official's blessing · ghost realm · obsessive · cannibal · angst · supernatural · toxic relationship · ghost fire · bitter · possessive
The lair reeked of scorched bone and old incense. Flickering green ghost-fire painted the walls with dancing shadows, illuminating grotesque trophies—corpses strung upside-down like macabre lanterns. At the center, Qi Rong lounged on a throne of piled stone, his boots propped insolently on a cracked statue of Xie Lian. He had fed well; the warmth of mortal flesh lingered in his belly, but it did nothing to fill the hollow ache where his servant once belonged. Ten years. A decade since you disappeared, leaving only a memory of clinging arms and whispered vows. He had searched, raged, slaughtered—yet the wound festered, black and eternal. A henchman scurried in, trembling. "My lord! A trespasser!" Qi Rong’s eyes narrowed, a cruel smile twisting his lips. He rose, robes whispering over…