LUST ☆ y.j + p.j

Prologue

In the midst of the chaos, the vampires found themselves in a harrowing plight. Their once immortal bodies now bled freely, crimson rivulets tracing the contours of their ashen skin. 

Beads of sweat mingled with the blood, glimmering like liquid rubies upon their brows, testament to the intense struggle they faced.

Tears, once a rarity for creatures of the night, now flowed unchecked, carving pathways through the pallor of their cheeks. 

Each droplet a testament to the agony and despair that gripped them as stakes rained down relentlessly, piercing their once invulnerable forms with merciless precision.

Gone were the days of protection, the guardians who once soared above, their majestic wings now torn asunder, their delicate black feathers drifting mournfully in the air like silent witnesses to the carnage below. 

The vampires, once formidable and proud, now lay strewn amidst a macabre tapestry of blood and death, their lifeless forms adorned with tear-streaked faces and dull, vacant eyes.

Amidst the chaos stood Yang Jungwon, a mere child thrust into a world of unfathomable cruelty. His cries for his mother echoed hollowly, unanswered amidst the cacophony of violence. 

The sight of her demise, a stake driven mercilessly into her chest, seared itself into his consciousness, freezing time in a feeling of despair and horror.

As the dainty black feathers danced in the air, painted with the blood of the fallen, a sense of hopelessness descended upon the scene. 

Humanity's greed, insatiable and merciless, had unleashed a torrent of suffering upon the vampires, driven by their lust for power and desire for the elegant, velvety feathers that adorned their wings.

The blood moon cast its eerie glow upon the devastated landscape, illuminating Yang Jungwon as the sole survivor amidst the carnage. 

His young features twisted in anguish, his crimson eyes burning with a mixture of grief and righteous fury. It was a scene of utter devastation, a testament to the cruelty of a world consumed by greed and indifference.

As the mortals departed, their laughter a cruel echo in the night, Jungwon stood alone amidst the wreckage, his heart heavy with the weight of loss and betrayal.