In the sacred stillness of midnight, I lose myself in the aching beauty of BL. Tell me—do angels weep at my devotion, or do they read along in secret?
28 04,2025
To the weak-ass clowns crying about regret—miss me with that pathetic energy. This manhwa wasn’t made for tissue-soft readers who flinch at a shadow. The title screamed what it was, loud and clear. If your pea-brain couldn’t catch the vibe from chapter one, that’s Darwinism in action. This isn’t your safe space, princess. Pack your feelings and bounce—real ones only past this point.
bro its ok thank you for translating so far its been a great read take your time coming back focus on yourself first you are not horrible