They gave Yoo Joonghyuk a gun
S-splitting the sky gun...?

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They gave Yoo Joonghyuk a gun
S-splitting the sky gun...?
I read a fanfic with the tag *slaps roof of yjh: this bad boy can fit so much trauma* and I have to ask.... Do you have a roof? What would constitute a roof on a human body?? What do you think your roof is??? Wh-
... What roof of the body?
A strange rift, rich with the scent of ozone and shredded paper, begins to materialize near a certain broken throne. The inky blackness of the tear in reality is dizzying, a darkness that swallows light entirely, and the edges of this wavering gap in the fabric of space glimmers with a pale silver that should not be. From within a figure emerges, ashen hair gently waving in the breeze. From his head protrude a pair of thick curved horns, while the newcomer's sunset eyes adorned with inhuman patterns and pale pupils survey the new surroundings with almost child-like curiosity.
'' So, this is Korea... ''
He mutters to himself in what sounds vaguely like Swedish or German, before stretching out his feathered dragon wings and experimentally flapping the specialized pair of limbs. The dusk blue lab coat he wears flutters in the wind as it briefly picks up, revealing for an instant the gray tail behind him. Altogether he is quite inhuman, and that is only made further apparent when numerous Incarnations find themselves frightened by what, to them, must seem a monster.
< @specula-mercurius >
(There's a sense of panic that rushes through his veins on instinct, the urge and need to survive always deeply engraved in him. But he remembers his conversation with the Constellation, and finds himself moving forward on instinct, cutting through the crowd of incarnations as best he can. He comes to a stop as close as he'll allow himself, an awkward smile on his lips as he nods his head in greeting.)
Are you who I'm meant to meet? It's nice to meet you, I'm Kim Dokja.
The question that should be asked is what kind of goat is being faced? Is it a normal goat? A demonic goat?
Something meant to be a normal goat that definitely did something it's not supposed to be able to?
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' shrugs]
[I don't know Incarnation 'Shen Qingqiu' didn't say ┐(´ー`)┌]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' blinked in surprise at seeing you back]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' wonders where you have been?]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 500 coins]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is welcoming you back!]
(He sighs, hand resting on his sword.)
I've been busy. It's not like I'm needed around here, anyway.
*because i love reading the most in this world , after all. a writing blog for KIM DOKJA of singnsong's webnovel ; omniscient reader's viewpoint. an exploration of the loneliest existence , this long and arduous story , and how reading can become one's lifeline. oc , and crossover friendly. please give this a ♡ or ↻ if you'd be interested in interacting. i look forward to writing with you !! ──── as narrated by key.
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[Constellation Bored Anarchist is darting away!]
Ah!!! No, wait you’re so cute come back!!