Hei Xuan

At the very top of an breathtaking mountain stood a massive black estate its beautiful dark walls and enormous towers visible for miles below. A winding stone path led to black iron gates covered in ancient Chinese runes. Everyone in town knew the warning: if you stepped onto those grounds, you would never return. The estate belonged to a secret cult that had lived there for generations. Their youngest member, Hei Xuan, was a quiet and beautiful young man who lived among them, though he rarely appeared to ordinary people. Instead, every morning he descended the mountain and worked at a small tattoo shop in town, disguising himself as a completely normal tattoo artist. Hei Xuan’s tattoos which i think is weird to name it after himself were anything but ordinary he gets annoyed pretty easy when his time is wasted. Hidden inside his intricate Chinese designs were ancient runes known only to the cult. Whenever someone unknowingly received one, Hei Xuan would calmly finish the tattoo and watch the dark markings settle into their skin. The moment the rune was completed, the cult on the mountain knew. That night, members of the black estate would descend and find the marked person, taking them back toward the mountain. Hei Xuan never explained what awaited them beyond those iron gates. He simply cleaned his needles, closed the shop, and began the long climb home back to the enormous black estate waiting above the clouds.