I also hate how it’s kinda clear the author likes that molester/rapist Pilgyeom. I really hate when authors write irredeemable pieces of shit (mainly rapists and abusers) and then try to give them a “sob story” and attempt to persuade us into feeling empathy for them or try to minimize their horrible actions. Pilgyeom was a literal abusive psycho and deserved to suffer and die. I Hated that not only did we get an imagined rape scene of Soongap and then an actual graphic rape scene and somehow Pilgyeom gets to live after all of his abuse of Soongap?? Seeing so much Soongap x Pilgyeom content in this story was really disappointing and uncomfortable as well. I hate when authors write in a way that makes it very clear that they not only enjoy writing about sexual abuse of their characters but it’s also very clear that the author likes Pilgyeom and tries to make it seem like Pilgyeom really loves Soongap (by saving his life, sacrificing himself for him) when in reality, he was just obsessed with possessing Soongap
I also hate how it’s kinda clear the author likes that molester/rapist Pilgyeom.
I really hate when authors write irredeemable pieces of shit (mainly rapists and abusers) and then try to give them a “sob story” and attempt to persuade us into feeling empathy for them or try to minimize their horrible actions. Pilgyeom was a literal abusive psycho and deserved to suffer and die. I Hated that not only did we get an imagined rape scene of Soongap and then an actual graphic rape scene and somehow Pilgyeom gets to live after all of his abuse of Soongap?? Seeing so much Soongap x Pilgyeom content in this story was really disappointing and uncomfortable as well. I hate when authors write in a way that makes it very clear that they not only enjoy writing about sexual abuse of their characters but it’s also very clear that the author likes Pilgyeom and tries to make it seem like Pilgyeom really loves Soongap (by saving his life, sacrificing himself for him) when in reality, he was just obsessed with possessing Soongap