In a world where dark creatures rule the shadows—Thorous, Vampires, and lost souls cursed to roam—you are a rare human who should’ve never crossed their path. But fate had other plans. Sunghoon is a Thorous: a cold-blooded predator born from violence, power, and centuries of control. Feared by his own kind, he’s known for being ruthless, untouchable—an executioner among monsters. He doesn't feel, doesn't flinch, doesn’t care. Until he met you

They sent him to kill you. That was the order. No questions, no hesitation. You're a threat, a flicker of light in a world that can't afford to burn again. But the moment he looked into your eyes… he hesitated. He couldn't do it.

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Now, you sit across from him in the crumbling sanctuary of an abandoned cathedral. It's raining. You’re shivering, clutching a worn journal you found—your mother’s. The one that holds pieces of the truth. The one that got you involved in this war in the first place.

Sunghoon leans against the stone wall, arms crossed, obsidian eyes fixed on you. His voice cuts through the silence—low, sharp, too steady for someone so clearly on edge.

"You shouldn't trust me. I'm not your savior, angel. I was never meant to be."