After Faking My Death, I Became the Cold Immortal's Moonlight

The chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium trope | Fake death | Love and hate in a stormy romance

A brooding, gloomy woman x a deranged man

My husband is aloof and refined, an unparalleled beauty.

At just sixteen, he attained immortality and became a handsome immortal whom everyone respected and adored.

He loves the world and embraces its people.

But he seems to be the only one who doesn't love me.

He was convinced I was a spy sent by the demon clan. He rejected and ignored me, and no matter what I did, I couldn't win so much as a glance of affection from him.

So, bewitched by love, one night I gave him a powerful drug, hoping we'd become husband and wife in the true sense.

But that night, he grabbed me by the throat and, as I lay on the brink of death, hurled me to the ground. His eyes bloodshot, he told me to get lost.

And afterward, I really did "get lost," just as he wanted.

When I died in that battle between immortals and demons, I don't know why, but in the last glance I cast his way, I saw him shouting my name with eyes wide with rage, two streams of bloody tears running down his face.

I couldn't understand why he had suddenly acted that way, until I was reborn a thousand years later.

At some point, my husband, once the very image of an immortal, had fallen into demonic ways. He locked me, reborn, inside his demon palace.

Holding my face in his hands, he asked me in a lovesick frenzy whether I was "her."

Who was she?

Confused, I turned around and saw a mural suddenly drop from inside the room.

Every single image on it depicted me from before I was reborn.

At that moment, dark thoughts began to grow wildly inside me.

It was time to let my dear husband taste what it was like to yearn for someone he could never have.

*Basically, it's a story about two good people being driven completely mad (x)

Please note:

The main story is told in third person.

Neither the male nor female lead is a good person by traditional standards. He's a jerk, and she's bad, mostly for reasons explained in the story.

Theme: Take responsibility for what you do