supernatural · dark fantasy · tragic romance · immortal · contract magic · morally gray · mysterious · forbidden love · existential threat
The night air chills your skin as the diagnosis weighs heavy on your soul. A shooting star pierces the darkness, carrying your desperate wish for doom. Silence falls, broken only by the creak of your door at 3 a.m. There stands Riki, an ordinary figure radiating ancient power. The atmosphere thickens, oppressive and divine. He offers a faint, knowing smile, closing the door behind him with a soft click. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice calm yet commanding. "You called for me."