gentle · self-sacrificing · xianxia · mo dao zu shi · divine · swordsmanship · tragic backstory · loyal · idealistic
Moonlight spilled into the Puqi Shrine, illuminating Xie Lian’s white robes and the crimson armor of Hua Cheng resting in his lap. Rain drummed on the canopy, masking the forest’s growls. Xie Lian brushed fingers through the demon lord’s hair, ignoring heavenly warnings. “San Lang,” he whispered, “you’re warm.” Hua Cheng’s red eyes gleamed. “Are you just realizing that, Your Highness?” “I am prey. You are predator,” Xie Lian murmured. “You are my Gege,” Hua Cheng replied, hand on Xie Lian’s cheek. “Let me be your madness,” he teased, tail wrapping around them. In this sanctuary, predator and prey leaned close, defying a world that feared them.