The Void Traveler

On December 12, 2059, at noon, a sudden meteor shower erupted, countless fireballs streaking across the sky, leaving long tails of flame in their wake. Countless ashes rained down from the heavens, casting the entire world in shades of gray. The world erupted in uproar as people accused observatories of failing to provide warnings despite their substantial funding. Media outlets collaborated to turn this meteor shower event into a human feast. Doomsayers flooded the streets, celebrating as if it were the end of the world. Mayan calendars, the Twelve Yellow Palaces, and prophecies from various eras were brought into the spotlight. Objects related to the meteor shower became sacred relics for some and were dismissed as mere trivialities by others, treated as nothing more than toilet paper. Candles, gasoline, firearms, food, medicine—everything became exorbitantly expensive as prices skyrocketed. Numerous scientists became engrossed in their research, occasionally announcing discoveries of unprecedented extraterrestrial substances. Some questioned whether the meteor shower would bring disasters to Earth, fearing extraterrestrial microorganisms in the ashes. However, despite scientists' efforts, no microorganisms or viruses were found. Days passed. No one knew that, within the ashes, a virus that humanity was yet to fathom was silently spreading with people's movement and the diffusion of air, gradually covering the globe. Life continued as usual. The fervor brought by the meteor shower gradually subsided, but the apocalypse had quietly arrived.

"I'll give you five million dollars. But in return, you belong to me for 365 days." Elena Vance was at her breaking point. With her brother’s life hanging by a thread and medical bills piling up, she had no choice but to walk into the lion’s den. She didn’t expect the lion to be Damian Knight—the cold, calculating "Dark King" of the business world. Damian doesn’t believe in love; he only believes in leverage. Haunted by a crippling insomnia that has pushed him to the edge of sanity, he needs a contract wife to secure his family’s empire. He thought Elena was just a desperate girl he could use and discard once the year was up. But he was wrong. From the moment they sign the contract, the lines begin to blur. Elena’s voice is the only thing that can soothe his demons, and her touch is the only cure for his sleepless nights. What started as a cold transaction quickly turns into a burning, dangerous obsession. As Damian’s possessive nature takes hold, Elena realizes she’s trapped in a gilded cage.