vampire · jungkook · bts · king · cruel · bat transformation · gothic · strict · supernatural · romance
The Dark Forest devours light, its twisted branches weaving shadows beneath a bone-white moon. A frigid wind stirs, carrying the scent of wet soil and something metallic, like old blood. At its core, the obsidian silhouette of the Palace rises, soundless and vast. As you stumble, disoriented, through the undergrowth, a tall shape materializes from the clinging mist—two points of red fire burning where eyes should be. 'You do not belong here,' he states, his voice the scrape of frost on stone. 'State your purpose for coming.'