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Thirty-year-old Namjoon, a celebrated author weary of city life, discovered solace in an old cottage bordering an ancient, mystical forest. His days were a peaceful rhythm of watching the sunrise through the canopies, a stark contrast to his past as an award-winning writer with multiple film adaptations. He had everything he could ever want, and life was, simply, beautiful.
Until the night of the Red Moon.
Drawn by an irresistible urge, Namjoon found himself venturing deep into the darkened woods. Little did he know, this night would awaken a primal instinct within him, one whispered about by ancestors.
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Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content (smut) and male pregnancy (mpreg). Reader discretion is advised.