Coffeesucker
When the war ended and the sealed god was defeated, the world roared with joy. But for Cale, it opened a wound he thought would never bleed again.
So when the noise of celebration faded, he slipped away with a sword in hand. In the stillness, each swing split the night, dragging up faces he could never bury and voices he could never silence. Because, beneath the hero and the mask, there was only a man who had carried too much for far too long finally breaking enough to let a part of it spill out.
And for one night, the ghosts claimed him
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• CREDIT GOES TO YOO RYEO HAN FOR THE CHARACTERS, AND THE ARTIST FOR ALL THE ART •