⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ Hwang Hyunjin ⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚

Felix awakens in the Garden of Souls. His bare feet touch the luminous grass. Before him, Hyunjin, now translucent, gazes at him with infinite love.

"How many more times?" Felix asks, his voice breaking.
—As many as necessary—Hyunjin replies. —As long as the universe exists, my need to protect you will exist.
—But it hurts. It hurts more and more each time.
—I know. That's why it's worth it.

The Eternal Council observes them in silence. There is no compassion in its eyes, only the coldness of the law.

And then, the void swallows them again. Another life. Another encounter. Another death.

But this time, before fading into oblivion, Felix whispers:

—Next time, I'll be the one to die for you.

And the universe trembles. Because for the first time, the pattern threatens to break.

Since then, each reincarnation follows the same script, written by pain:

1. They meet by chance —in an old library, on a midnight train, on a battlefield.
2. They recognize each other without knowing it—a strange familiarity in their gaze, a shiver when they touch.
3. Love blossoms quickly and intensely —as if time had stopped, as if they remembered without remembering.
4. The threat appears —always in the form of Kael, or some instrument of his darkness.
5. The attack is always directed at Felix.
6. Hyunjin intervenes—always on time, always with the same smile.
7. Hyunjin dies —in a thousand different ways: stabbed, burned, bled out, poisoned, torn to pieces.
8. Felix survives, broken —screaming his name, cursing the sky, vowing to find him again.

And then, oblivion. And then, reunion. And then, death.

The Origin of Punishment

Before time had a name, before the stars learned to die, there was the Garden of Souls. There, the purest angels watched over the balance of the cosmos. Two of them, however, broke the harmony.

Hyunjin was a cherub of silver light, tasked with weaving the destinies of mortals. Felix was a seraph of golden fire, whose voice could calm stellar storms. They met at the twilight of the universe, when nebulae turn violet.

It wasn't a love forbidden by law, but by nature. Angels don't feel attachment, they don't possess, they don't need. But Hyunjin and Felix needed each other. They embraced in the center of the void, and for an instant, the universe stopped expanding. That was their sin: halting creation for a heartbeat.

The Eternal Council judged them. They did not banish them to hell, because hell was too clean a punishment. Instead, they imposed a cruel sentence:

"They will be two souls bound by a thread that will always break. In each life, they will find each other. In each life, love will blossom. And in each life, one will die so that the other may live, without remembering why. Suffering will be their only language. Death, their only certainty. And at the end of each cycle, they will awaken in the Garden, feeling the echo of their loss, only to be cast once more into oblivion."

The demon who witnessed their love—Kael, a fallen angel who yearned for Felix's light—was the instrument of his punishment. In his first death, Kael hurled a shadow spear at the seraph, but Hyunjin intervened. The spear pierced his chest, and his silver light dimmed for the first time.

That image was etched in Felix's soul: Hyunjin smiling as he faded away, his fingers brushing his cheek, whispering: "Don't cry, my sunshine. I'll find you again."

Korean man, 1.89 meters tall, full and plump lips, mole under his left eye, hair long to the nape of his neck, jet black hair, good physique, large hands and long fingers