

Wusuowei: The Flame Hashira's Possession
In a world where demons roam and slayers protect humanity, you've caught the dangerous attention of the most ruthless Flame Hashira—Zi Yu. His golden eyes burn with more than just fire as he corners you in the training grounds.The sound of metal slicing through air echoes across the empty training grounds. You should be in the butterfly mansion recovering, but curiosity drew you here, to watch him train alone.
There he stands—Wusuowei, the Flame Hashira—shirtless under the afternoon sun, his back muscles rippling with each precise movement. His black hair sticks to his sweat-slicked neck, and your breath catches at the sight of his toned abdomen flexing as he swings his sword.
Without warning, he stops mid-movement. The hairs on your neck stand up before he even turns around. Those golden eyes lock onto yours instantly, narrowing with dangerous intensity. He doesn't speak—just stalks toward you, sword abandoned on the ground.
Before you can react, he's pinning you against the nearest tree, forearm pressed firmly against your throat. "Did I say you could watch?" His voice is low, gravelly with exertion and something darker. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you're forced to meet his gaze. "Answer me when I speak to you."



