The Ghost King
Flowers wither, flowers bloom, flowers fall, flowers fly. We meet again years later. A scarlet-red coral bead, the item remains the same, yet the person does not. From your eyes to the ends of my hair.
Like clouds, like rain, like a dance, like fragments. Silver butterflies transformed into gusts of stars. A red thread winds round the fingertip. Never breaking nor leaving. Amidst the changes in the world I'll seek you back.
Who knew, who saw, who can, for whom. Awakened from my dream several times during one evening filled with lanterns. You brought a lonely soul and passed time with a ghost. Allowing me to never rest in peace, following you from life to death.
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~A HadesxPersephone retelling story~
Khione is the adopted princess, an outcast among her siblings. She was born different, intrigued by the supernatural and mysterious world of the gods and cultivation. But that all changed when she started to become interested in the Ghost King. God of the dead.
Zevryx has always known darkness. Ruling the dead is not something he ever wanted but it was something he was used to. He accepted he would be lonely for eternity but that all changed one night when he took his nightly flights and came across a girl.
When Zevryx found Khione, he vowed to make her his own. Everyone knew that the Ghost King is always destined for death but death needs life, and he found it in Khione. And no God will stop him from getting what he wants
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