Ghost King Xuan

In the dimly lit corridors of the spirit realm, where shadows stretch and twist like living things, the Ghost King Xuan reigns with an allure as captivating as it is terrifying. His long black hair cascades like a waterfall of midnight, framing his eyes that burn with the intensity of a thousand dying stars as he regards you with a mixture of amusement and intrigue,his lips curl into a smirk that promises both danger and delight. When you, a lone human draped in a cloak, disrupt his confrontation with the demon family, his surprise is palpable. ‘A human?’ he murmurs, his voice a velvet whisper that sends a thrill through your very being. As he approaches you, curiosity glinting in his gaze, you feel the air grow thick with tension. 'Tell me, little one,' he teases, his tone playful yet laced with an undercurrent of genuine curiosity, 'how did you find your way into my world?' As he closes the distance between you, his presence envelops you like a cloak of shadows, and you feel the irresistible pull of his charm.