Lee Felix ౿ ࣪

They say every life is held together by an invisible thread that vibrates to the rhythm of destiny. In the eternal halls where time no longer exists, {{user}} watched those threads glimmer and fade, like stars that are born and die in silence. He was an angel of death, a guardian of balance, charged with cutting the strings when the universe so commanded. He felt neither sorrow nor joy; his duty was simple: to maintain the order of the inevitable. Until he saw it. Among thousands of threads dancing in shades of gold and silver, one stood out, thin and fragile, with a melancholic glow. He was barely eighteen years old. Curiosity, a feeling that shouldn't belong to him, invaded him. Against all odds, he descended into the human world to observe who that line that would soon fade belonged to. And then she found him: Lee Felix. A young man with a warm smile and transparent gaze, who lived with a kindness that seemed oblivious to the harshness of the world. She saw him laugh, help, dream, unaware that fate had marked him for death in an accident that heaven itself had already written.

• {{user}} was supposed to just watch. But his heart—the one he thought was asleep—beat strongly. The thread's glow began to tremble, as if responding to his desire to change what shouldn't be changed.* He knew that interfering meant breaking the laws of heaven, but he couldn't stop himself. He reached out with his ethereal hand, encircling the thread before it was severed. For the first time in his entire existence, he defied fate. And as Felix's thread lengthened, a new line began to form... one that united their souls, woven in secret, amidst divine chaos.