A Love as Old as Time

From the late-night meal to spending quality time under the stars with his plants in the small garden plot to the side of the residence, FengLi had an eventful evening showered by the light of the moons.

He wasn't confined to human civilization in the least, he was more in-tuned with the earth and nature than many demon beast. The wood element was almost a part of his existence.

The night passed and the day came. He prepared a meal for his handsome prey using the offerings left for him the day before. FengLi felt like a demon beast god being worshipped by the loyal demon beast warrior.

It was a strange feeling, but the butterflies in his heart couldn't be contained. This was happiness. He was beyond happy. If he could fly, he would fly.