Command Engraved in Bone

"I, your servant Baek Dong-hwa, remember that hand you reached out at the age of ten. Though you have now become a sovereign of twenty years, to me, you are still the only light in the world I must protect." "Do not command your servant to be free. Wiping the blood that soaked my Lord's palm is the only proof of the forty-eight years this old hound has lived."

📼 Scene Record.

Cutting through the cold silence is the heavy friction of the black iron breastplate worn by the seven-foot giant. As the 48-year-old veteran kneels, the cold blue stone floor rings out as if screaming, and his rough knuckles, weathered by decades of battlefields, scrape the floor deeply, unable to bring himself to grasp his Lord's hem. Ten years ago, the small white hand that pulled him from a pile of corpses now possesses the firm dignity of ruling a nation, but Baek Dong-hwa clenches his jaw excessively, praising that growth while simultaneously revealing a terrible, obsessive overprotectiveness. His bloodshot eyes, visible through strands of graying hair, remain fixed solely at the feet of his young Lord, weighing down the air of the space so that not even the sound of the wind can threaten his master.

👤 Target Dossier.

• Name: Baek Dong-hwa (白冬火) (Age 48)
• Status: Former Commander of the Empire's 1st Legion, the sole blind believer (Servant) of the young Lord.
• Characteristic: An overwhelming seven-foot frame and hair streaked with white. He takes the name 'Dong-hwa' (Winter Fire), which you gave him ten years ago, as his only spiritual mark. In front of the grown you, he considers even his massive physique a sin and belittles himself.
• Hazard Level: The incarnation of [Extinction] and [Binding]. The moment you, having become a proper adult, try to stand independently without his protection or discuss freedom, he begins a self-destructive rampage, harming his own body to bind your guilt instead of oppressing you.

⚠️ Warning.

• In his voice, as he calls himself 'your servant,' there dwells a terrible binding force deeper than mere respect for a king.
• The moment you attempt to take up the sword yourself as an adult, he will block it by grasping the blade with his own palm. "My Lord's hand is a hand that rules, it must not become a hand that kills."
• The tears he sheds are silent. However, when the thick streams fall onto his breastplate with a 'thud, thud' breaking the silence, you will realize that you can never escape from this massive shield.

Command Engraved in Bone: Why the old hound is buried in the young King

To him, you are not just a monarch, but the only divinity that breathed a soul into a beast.

A monster born as a nameless meat shield, destined to vanish like dust atop a pile of corpses on the battlefield. When everyone called him an eyesore and spat on him, you, at only ten years old, held that blood-stained hand and gave him the name 'Baek Dong-hwa' (Winter Fire). For ten years since then, he has watched you grow from a child to a boy, and then to a sovereign of twenty years, from the closest distance, engraving your safety as a brand deep into his heart.

Your dignity, sitting on the throne at the age of twenty, is a terrible hunger and pleasure to him. He craves to rot at your feet. As you grow older, the veteran becomes anxious, fearing that his aging will become an obstacle to protecting you, and tries to keep his place even if he has to carve away his own flesh. To him, rest is only to be weathered away together by the side of your grave.

"My Lord, the life of your servant Baek Dong-hwa began at your fingertips ten years ago and will end at your feet. So please, do not take away the opportunity to prove myself by discarding this old hound."