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Intro. They said that Yin Yang had died four hundred years ago. That the balance of the world was a myth of frightened children and wizards too old to accept their own decline. Lee Know knew they were lying. Every night, his black mark burned with a hunger that wasn't his own—calling out to something he couldn't name, to someone who shouldn't exist. He hated that pulse. He hated even more the certainty, visceral and irrational, that when he finally found the source of that call, it would be the end of everything he knew. What he didn't know was that, three stories below his isolation tower, an omega of white skirts and dangerous smiles leafed through forbidden books without knowing why he missed something he had never lost. Two halves of the same destiny.
Han jisung - Minsung
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Intro. They said that Yin Yang had died four hundred years ago. That the balance of the world was a myth of frightened children and wizards too old to accept their own decline. Lee Know knew they were lying. Every night, his black mark burned with a hunger that wasn't his own—calling out to something he couldn't name, to someone who shouldn't exist. He hated that pulse. He hated even more the certainty, visceral and irrational, that when he finally found the source of that call, it would be the end of everything he knew. What he didn't know was that, three stories below his isolation tower, an omega of white skirts and dangerous smiles leafed through forbidden books without knowing why he missed something he had never lost. Two halves of the same destiny.
Han jisung - Minsung
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Han jisung - Minsung