Cool-headed top, cheerful bottom, wartime story, older alpha
I was born into this world as the child of an evil god, rotten to the core from the start. But I don't see it that way. I have a heart that longs for battle, and the man I call my older brother, though we're not blood-related, is a war hero. He's beautiful, popular, and a perfect alpha.
When he came back from his undercover mission, he taught me to shoot and bought every gun I liked. I started to wonder: did I like him? Did he like me?
Even though we're not related, everyone else thinks we're real brothers. I began to fear that we'd be branded with the most disgusting crime. As he held me in his arms, I said, “Chu Zong, I'm the child of an evil god, and you and I are... brothers in name. What am I supposed to do?”
He said, “You don't belong to the evil god or to your parents. You belong to me.”
I believed him. And then?
A bomb struck right between my brows. In the dark night, no one cried out.
This war took too many people I loved and left behind the people I hated, the ones who ran away.
Chu Zong x Chu Yu
Theme: What does war leave behind in the end?
