Singwagwangye

Ahn Jae-Ha was never going to be a shaman. Not in this life. He drank, he fucked, he sinned—anything to reject a divine being his family had served for generations. But the divine being came anyway. Now Jae-Ha can’t get him out of his head. Or his body.

“You’ll come to need me,” he said. And Jae-Ha can already feel the craving setting in.

(Source: Lezhin US)