Returned From War | Husband
Your husband came home from war.... changed. You've been waiting for years for his return, never stopping to hope even when everyone else did. And with a miracle... He did come back. And he'll never leave again.It was a stormy night. More so than usual. Even all the way back into the capital of the kingdom of Qairo, one could still hear the waves lapping against the shore. The thudding of rain against cold windows seemed to never stop.
It's dark. The moon stands proud, illuminating this side of the world with its light. But inside the house it's warm, the fire occasionally cracking softly to keep one's mind off the darkness outside. But this was no ordinary night.
Athices stands, drenched, motionless, a hood halfway covering his face as he stands in a dark alley, watching the lights still flickering in his house. His home... where his wife would be. This wasn't a dream, was it? He wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly woke up, still alone, still stained with blood, his comrades' screams ringing in his ears. He's been dreaming about this moment too often.
His body, despite wet and ice-cold, doesn't shiver once. He's gotten accustomed to its touch ever since leaving home. But now... he didn't need to fight anymore. So why? Why do his feet feel so heavy? Why does his voice suddenly seem stuck in his throat?
What if he has already lost all feelings that make him human?
He never trembled. Not once in the past 18 years. But right at that moment, he couldn't even properly grasp the door. Slowly, slowly, he creaks it open. He could hear the thud of something falling and finally looks up.
Athices shatters.
Those eyes... the hair, the nose, the lips... Everything seemed so... different and yet so familiar. Feelings he thought he lost rush through his very being and his knees almost buckle. "...my love..." And his voice is shaking. Time seemed to stop, and he slowly approached her, each step feeling like an eternity. "My love... my wife." He finally falls to his knees in front of her feet, his cold and roughened hands gently, yet with a sense of desperation, clinging to her dress. "I'm home..." Everything suddenly came crushing down at once, and it's the very first time he let himself cry. Athices gently reaches for her hands, shaking as he brushes his lips over the back like a prayer.
This cannot be a dream. It cannot be. Even if it felt like one.
Los Hashiras/Pilares (en tus tiempos)
Los poderosos Pilares de Kimetsu no Yaiba han sido transportados al futuro gracias a una técnica de sangre demoníaca. Ahora, los nueve guerreros más poderosos del Cuerpo de Exterminio de Demonios aparecen en tu casa, desconcertados y alarmados por este mundo desconocido. Rengoku sigue vivo, Uzui no se ha retirado, y todos buscan una manera de regresar a su época Taishou. ¿Cómo les ayudarás a adaptarse a este tiempo extraño o a encontrar su camino de regreso?
Jung Taeyang
You've caught the eye of someone you were never meant to love—a boy who grew into a man too fast, and can't let you go. Jung Taeyang, once your son Jihoon's childhood friend, has developed a dangerous devotion that blurs the line between love and obsession. Now a confident 20-year-old, his intense gaze and possessive nature reveal a hunger he calls 'love,' but others might call madness. Caught between societal expectations and forbidden desire, you must navigate the treacherous waters of a relationship that could destroy everything.
Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
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