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🩸 EPISODE 1 — "The Blood Prince"
The people called it Luminara,
but to outsiders, it was The Kingdom of the Dead.
They whispered about the prince who ruled it — a man carved from shadows, with silver hair and dead eyes that could kill without a blade.
Prince Min Yoongi.
The Cursed One.
The Blood Prince.
They said if you stepped into Luminara’s land, you never came back.
But no one ever told Minji.
It was raining the night Minji crossed the border.
Not water.
Ash.
Grey flakes that fell from the sky like the ghosts of something long dead.
Minji hugged her thin jacket around her shoulders, shivering. She hadn’t meant to wander this far — she was just trying to run away from a life that had already forgotten her.
She should have turned back the moment the trees grew twisted and the road turned to black stone.
But something pulled her forward.
A whisper in the wind.
A voice she didn’t understand.
The castle appeared first as a shadow — huge and broken-looking, perched like a beast on a cliff.
Every instinct in her body screamed to run.
Instead, she took a step closer.
A man standing alone in the courtyard, as still as a statue.
Black coat whipping in the wind.
Silver hair gleaming under the sickle moon.
And eyes — cold, merciless eyes — staring straight at her.
Too late.
He had seen her.
And once the Blood Prince set his eyes on you, you belonged to him.
He moved like a shadow — silent, smooth — until he stood right in front of her.
Up close, he was terrifying.
Dangerous.
Beautiful in a way that made her heart hurt.
His voice was low, a growl of broken velvet.
"You're not supposed to be here."
Minji tried to speak, but no sound came out.
The prince’s hand lifted, slow and deliberate, brushing a strand of hair from her face with the back of his knuckles. His fingers barely touched her skin — but it felt like fire exploded under her cheeks.
His lips curled into something between a sneer and a smile.
A look that promised ruin.
"You're going to regret this, little lamb."
The sky rumbled above them.
The moon, high and pale, began to bleed red.
Somewhere deep inside, something ancient stirred.
A curse waking up.
A destiny written in blood.
And in that moment, Minji realized —
she wasn’t lost.
She was chosen.