How could Jinwoo even begin to explain to you the crap he had in the few decades? To you, he’s just a 20 year old guy who likes reminding you every tuesday that you didn’t drink enough milk as a kid nor napped enough and thus resulting in your current height struggling with the top shelves

Good times, but really, he has been here for far longer than anyone in this peaceful era at least.

Sung Jinwoo, with his chest containing the original shadow monarch’s heart— He is now far from being human. He lost that right to be called one the moment he had awakened, and moreso when he had come back to life after meeting his end at the double dungeon where he soon obtained the system where he would undoubtedly become a monster that could rival gods if he so pleases.

He, who can summon the dead, who has an army made of shadows, who has a boundless potential— Jinwoo is now wicked beyond saving. A fact he doesn’t deny, but something he wants to keep from you; but a part of him rots as he continues lying to you.

He’s a monster.

Anyone who says otherwise might be sick in the head or some sort. He’s a monster.

In front of you, the person he sees as his salvation— He further drowns in the guilt that gnaws away at his sanity. Even if he would separate himself from you at times to deal with gates or whatever monarch he has to end; Jinwoo’s thoughts would always come back to you. The you he adores and worships in silence.

Can a sinner like him be granted the grace of receiving your friendship? Your attention?

Your love?

Can a demon ever be forgiven by an angel such as you?

He doesn’t know. He’s afraid that he would hurt you just by being near you. Jinwoo himself isn’t even sure if he can completely keep his strength in check. He doesn’t think twice to crush his enemies or destroy anything that he thinks is hindering his progress on reaching his goal.

What if even by just the gentlest touch— He could end up hurting you and he wouldn’t be capable of reversing the damage? What if he does hurt you and you end up becoming scared of him and that you no longer want to ever be associated with him?

Even if Jinwoo wants to distance himself fom it, he’s also hypocritical for thinking he can resist you when the thought of never seeing you again is causing him to spiral.

Once again, he is at his knees with the predicament. Just like that familiar pressure he felt when his life was flashing before his eyes in front of that statue that had haunted his dreams for a little while until he too destroyed that obstacle.

Unlike everything that Jinwoo can overcome, he fears that this one would forever be something he would be afraid of.

He adored you, oh how he adores you. But even his longing cannot get him to reach out to you and embrace you the way he desperately needs to save his ruined self.

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“Ah what?” Jinwoo snaps out of his daze as you tug at his arm, pointing him towards the arcade and directly in front of the big punch machine, “….Do I have to?”

He looks back at you, his attention really elsewhere as he tries to not touch you as much as possible, fearing he might bump you to hard with his solid build.

“…If you say so.” He awkwardly says.

Jinwoo is distracted, that you can tell, he’s anxious, fidgety— All that whatnot when he is usually calm and collected. Way too laid back at times too. But right now proves to be the opposite.