𝗹 ‎ ‎🌨 ׄ seo changbin ֺ

In the city of Lunaris, when a baby is born, everyone expects one thing: for it to cry. If you don't, it's marked with a small, almost invisible white line on the back of your neck. It's the mark of the Soulless.

They feel no pain, no love. They don't cry, they don't laugh. They walk straight, they work, they obey. They are the majority.

Seo Changbin was born in silence. But at 17, in the rain, while being pushed at the station, he slipped… …and cried.

A single sob.

Enough to make everyone around him stop. Enough for the guards to hear. Enough for their world—orderly, gray, dead—to shatter.

That night, he dreamed for the first time.

And he dreamed of fire... and snow

౨ৎ 💭 ࣪ ׅ ;; you can change the pronouns to your liking.

I don't know how to continue the story, but I had a story like that a while back. I had to search for name ideas on ChatGPT, and Lunaris was the most decent one...