Jun Lee had once been a beautiful, loving and loveable human, he was adored by any and all, his heart of gold appreciated by everyone. He loved his life, and he sure adored his family. Everything was going swell, until one day..
He woke up by screams from his lover at the time, and a stab to his rib. What the hell happened? He panicked and fled from the woman, though as soon as he tried to run he fell, as if his legs didn’t have as much strength as before. As he reached his hands down to catch himself... Well, he noticed he had small black hands with white fingertips. And attached to them and his arms... Were feathers.. He panicked more, running to the mirror and gasping as he saw himself. A she was about to be stabbed again, he jumped out the window, flying away the best he could as to not frighten his once lover any more.
A couple of years had passed by now. He’d become a legend. But not the kind of legend people adore you for, but more like the kind of legend where people are terrified. Of course, no one had seen such a creature in eons, even Jun himself didn’t know what he was, or what had happened to him. A curse? The blood of a different creature finally awaking inside him? He didn’t know. All he knew was that he needed to remain as far away from the village as possible, in order to survive.
He’d built himself a cozy little cottage over the years, and he hunted boars and some rabbits in order to sustain himself. He hated this. Having to hurt the wild life. But he also needed to survive.
Today he was on the hunt once more, jumping from tree to tree since the trees covered the nightsky. Suddenly, he jumped too far, and fell. A loud thud and the sounds of branches cracking and bushes moving resonating through the woods
