[Palace]

Synopsis:

She was unknown and unassuming, wanting nothing from the world, yet became the cinnabar mark in their hearts.

He was an ancient demon god, the most cruel and heartless Demon Lord of legend, yet he made a pact with her for ten thousand years!

He was the lord of a palace, waiting a thousand years for the lover he had once lost;

He possessed the most noble bloodline of the dragon clan, and the breaking of his seal would also mark the moment their contract took effect;

He was the progenitor of the Netherworld clan, wielding the greatest power of darkness, cold and merciless.

They were all beings whom the world revered and feared, yet they were willing to make an exception for her alone and become their gentlest selves. Even if it meant a battlefield of jealous rivals... as long as they could win a glance from her...

Amid all the myriad things in this mortal world, what could compare to your smile?

[Dream fragments, musings + connections] A dream I wrote down for myself. A dream is, after all, just a dream.

Theme: A story of loving and being loved