[Dual male leads + apocalypse + deities + slow burn] A thousand-year-old demon blade × a quiet mixed-blood boy
Lin Luo, the quietest boy in Graycastle, finds a blade among the ruins.
The blade comes alive and calls him “Luoluo.” It says, “I’ve waited a lifetime for you.”
Lin Luo doesn’t know who he is. He only knows that in his dreams, someone calls out a three-syllable name, and his chest tightens.
He also doesn’t know that divine blood runs through his veins. The gods will hunt him, humans will covet him, and he is the one person who should never have existed in this world.
But someone stands in front of him.
Red robes, black hair, eyes of red and gold. He has lived for a thousand years, and he has lived only for him.
“When I call your name, just turn around.”
He turned around. Every single time.
“I’m here. That’s the best love confession there is.”
