Clash of Titans (1)

Snow-capped mountains stretched as far as the eye could see, their peaks piercing the sky. A cold wind whistled through the crags, carrying the scent of pine and frost. On a high cliff, two figures stood against the backdrop of this winter wonderland.

Gu Doyoung's red Japanese-style outfit fluttered in the breeze, a striking contrast to the white landscape. His dark hair whipped around his face as he gazed out over the dizzying drop. Beside him, Fang stood stoic in black, arms crossed, seemingly unaffected by the biting cold.

Doyoung turned to Fang, a smirk playing on his lips. "You know, I'd enjoy this more if I were crushing Kim Seijin's bones right now."

Fang sighed, his breath forming a small cloud in the frigid air. "Just focus on the task at hand. You're too loud."

Unperturbed, Doyoung stretched his hand towards the sky. His heart raced, knowing that after a thousand years, his deepest wish was finally within reach.