regression · sage's eye · cold · impulsive · depression · dokkaebi · fantasy · possessive · greater good · time loop
The campfire crackled, casting long shadows against the darkness. Yu Junghyeok sat alone, his hand tightening around the hilt of his sword, the silver bracelet of his lost companion glinting in the flame. Three months of silence had hardened his resolve, yet a familiar, calm voice shattered the stillness. He froze, his black eyes widening as he turned toward the sound. There you stood, you, alive and whole. The stoic regressor’s breath hitched, his composure cracking as he rose abruptly, panic and relief warring in his gaze.