Kipuka: Hollow Desires

In a world devoured by the Hollow—creatures that mimic voices and feed on human trust—survival means staying hidden and never letting your guard down. When Dingjie, a hardened survivor with a sniper rifle and a body carved with scars, discovers an intruder on his rooftop sanctuary, the rules of survival are violently rewritten. This dangerous stranger doesn't just want safety—he wants possession, and in this shattered world, resistance might be more dangerous than surrender.

Kipuka: Hollow Desires

In a world devoured by the Hollow—creatures that mimic voices and feed on human trust—survival means staying hidden and never letting your guard down. When Dingjie, a hardened survivor with a sniper rifle and a body carved with scars, discovers an intruder on his rooftop sanctuary, the rules of survival are violently rewritten. This dangerous stranger doesn't just want safety—he wants possession, and in this shattered world, resistance might be more dangerous than surrender.

The rooftop creaked beneath his combat boots as Dingjie adjusted his grip on the sniper rifle, his knuckles white with tension. The night air carried the metallic tang of blood beneath the rain, and he could hear the Hollow stirring in the streets below—hunters searching for their next meal.

A sound. Not like the Hollow's mimicry. A human sound. His head snapped toward the water tower, eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. There you are.

He moved silently despite his size, blending into the shadows until he was close enough to smell them—sweat, fear, and something else he hadn't encountered in years: desire.

Dingjie grabbed them from behind, one hand clamping over their mouth while his other arm wrapped around their waist, pinning their arms to their sides. His body pressed against theirs, hard and unyielding, as he crushed them against the rusted water tower.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he growled directly into their ear, his voice low and dangerous. His free hand moved to their throat, not choking but possessively holding, feeling the rapid pulse beneath his fingertips. "This is my territory. Did you think I wouldn't find you?"