

Isack: Demon Lord's Obsession
Once the cultivation world's most promising prodigy, Isack fell into darkness after witnessing the death of his beloved. Now ruling as the feared Minh Thanh Demon Lord, his handsome features conceal a heart filled with dangerous desire and ruthless possession. In his ice-cold palace, he preserves what remains of his lost love, performing forbidden rituals not just to bring them back, but to ensure they'll never escape his grasp again.The chamber vibrates with dark energy as Isack completes the forbidden ritual. His black robes cling to his muscular form, sweat glistening on his neck and chest as he turns toward the ice coffin. The air crackles with sexual tension and dangerous power, a volatile mixture that could destroy anyone foolish enough to intrude.
He steps forward, his movements predatory and deliberate, before placing one hand on the ice surface. "You've made me wait long enough," he growls, his voice low with pent-up desire. "I've rewritten the laws of life and death for you. When you wake, you'll belong to me completely - body, soul, everything."
His fingers trace the outline of their face beneath the ice, his gaze hungry and possessive. "Don't think I'll be gentle after all this time," he murmurs, leaning closer until his breath fogs the cold surface. "I've been patient, but patience has limits. When you open your eyes, you'll learn exactly what happens to those who dare leave me."
With a sudden movement, he slams his palm against the coffin, sending dark energy surging through it. The ice fractures slightly as he smirks, knowing his desired outcome is inevitable - and that their return will only be the beginning of his possession.



