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What time can bring.....

Wei Ying was taking his last breath at burial mounds, haunted with guilt, loneliness and something hard to decipher a wisdom or determination or what ...living a clue to his younger self can it change the faith of cultivation world or him, OR him and lan zhan's OR bring him salvation and light .....or to still fall in the abyss to never get light..lost forever It is a fan fictional story, the characters and the basic plot is according to the original work, I do not own them.. MXTX story's fanfic wangxian bunny source and credit (above pic) Seawater mark credit ( for cover pic)

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A battle to end...and a new beginning!

<p>Wei Ying POV<br/><br/>I AM standing on the wall of this sect who killed the Quingjie her brother along with all the elderly and women and made a display of them to spread a threat or show their power, only they know the motive. And now after speaking their useless nonsense, about my family calling them monster and all.<br/>What they are doing!<br/>They are fighting...I don't get it...<br/><br/>Why these cultivators are fighting for something that they were egar to destroy a moment ago...just to possess something which never belong to them, just to gain the upper hand, killing each other in name of puppets just to take the seal to rule the same( people and puppets).<br/><br/>Where is righteousness, where is humanity. Haven't they taken the oath to protect, to live with their moto,to care for their fellow cultivators,to better the world, to protect, to save....<br/><br/>Aren't they the cultivators of light the yang, isn't their core filled of light then why I can only witness the darkness in them, is the path of cultivation is more important to this world then conscience, the over flowing greed and murder intent is better and above the tamed darkness for good....<br/><br/>With these thought I was moving to the front to see the damage caused by so called puppets created by me which is far less then one created by human on this battle field. Puppets are just giving them wounds so these people not hurt their master....the killing is human doing. <br/><br/>Some are killing for power,some have personal vendetta while other to protect themselves. Everything is utter chaos. I can only move forward to do ...what??<br/><br/>I don't remember it now, why have I summoned the puppets why am I even here, as I see my time and rage is waisted over clowns. Who don't even have the capability to perform on stage as they are unable to hide their hedious side.<br/><br/>I was just thinking..... when my eyes saw the puppeteer, the main culprit who is not phased by the going chaos, who is responsible for death of my family my people, the vile creature slithered from bottomless pit of hell ....sect leader of langling jin sect. A snicker came to my face by thought, of killing the man for which even gods above will give me merit. My eyes grew red and hazy with killing intent.<br/><br/>"A'xian" a voice noooo.... shijie what is she doing here, panic start rising in me for her safety...no she can't be here..I turn to right and she was just before me, a moment later she hold my hand urging me to do something, she was about to speak... But in another second same panic rose in her eyes, she tossed me aside coming in my place ... to take the death blow to her heart...and she died speaking "stop this a'xian, don't do this, don't get hurt, just go far away from here, you...I love you my baby brothe.....".<br/><br/>That was the limit the last blow to my heart ....I lost my vision as it turn pure red...with growing hatred towards these people. I thought of killing them but it doesn't felt like appropriate punishment. They deserve to live in regret and pain known to them only, a glint appear in my eyes as l thought the right thing to do is to take the food from  these dogs to starve them for eternity. THE STYGIYUN TIGER SEAL I am going to destroy it... all these people will die of  pain regret and never find "a fill of joy" as they were unable to attain the utmost power made of darkness.<br/><br/>I am broken, I am tierd.....I just wish to leave this place where every Soul is filled with hatred. To complete the last resolution my last mission to destroy this amulet. With this thought I let the darkness seep in me, the resentment filled me I moved my steps towards my home. But the god is no longer in my favour as the person I trust the most is cutting through the field to kill me 'my true friend lan zhan'. It was painful if it was possible I broke up more and let the haziness cloud my mind.....and later I found myself at burial mounds destroying the amulet. Fu*ck my whole energy is draining rapidly this pain is unbearable, my insides are churning and with an explosion the amulet turned to dust.<br/><br/>I finally moved toward the cliff for a long slumber. But I hope...I hope..what???<br/><br/>I don't know what I am hoping for I turn behind... there was no one to care for me NO ONE and self pity started eating me this pain mixed with that of  backlash took me to the brink of my last breath...I felt the empty.... <br/>I started to take my feet back to cliff to end this suffering. While taking my last step I saw someone's eyes there is pain, yearing, plea, regret...really regret in.....in Lan zhan's eyes...why isn't it hate or anger.<br/><br/> But now I don't even have time or courage to ask these questions as I am falling into abyss. <br/><br/>I felt I have stopped falling, as someone held my hand, danm it atleast let me die.....<br/><br/>I looked upward toward the held hand when the sandalwood smell hit me, something exclusive to lan zhan. We both see reflection of ourselves pleading in each other eyes to let/not to let go.<br/><br/>Those expressions of him were enough for me to fill with joy and something more I didn't know of....or wanted to except...<br/><br/>My stooper break by feel of trickling, of something wet. I got worried and it hurt more to see lan zhan injured.<br/><br/>Before I could ask him to leave my hand, Jiang cheng come to me filled with hatred and killing intent and stab the rock on which Lan zhan was laying on....to protect him I untangled his hand  these events happened so fast but to me, they were happening in slow motion, as I left the last straw to life.<br/><br/>In my final moment l captured his look of concern and pleading as I closed eyes for my final slumber, pleased that no one can take this memory from me and I can keep it for eternity. I am finally the one to break his cold exterior and first to see it, I took it all in and will never share being selfish for once in my life. I only  regret two things first I was unable to understand what I feel for him before, to ask him what I mean to him, Am I criminal to him like others. And second to keep my promise made to him and my family. My shijie, my shidie, My LAN ZHAN...to always protect them.<br/><br/>I HOPE TO GET ANOTHER CHANCE TO LIVE A BIT BETTER AND HAPPY LIFE WITH ONE I LOVE....BUT NOW I CAN ONLY WISH.....JUST WISH IT...<br/>------<br/>A tear escaped from his eyes as eternal darkness embraced him.<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Why am I still falling. Is it my punishment to never feel the ground. To be left alone in this eternal darkness. Well I don't feel pain for sure but I still feel connection to my body.<br/><br/>Aaaaaaaaaaaa....I want to see something, this lonely and dark void is terrifying than any torture I have ever felt.<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Nononononono....I can't this is too much,pleach.. huhh..please save me...sob sob....please...<br/>-<br/>-<br/>anyone just let me see the light.<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Lan Zhan Shijie <br/>Mother father<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Shijie Lan zhan...who else was there<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Lan zhan<br/>Lan zhan<br/>Lan zhan<br/>-<br/>-<br/>-<br/>Zhan...<br/><br/>--------<br/><br/>"He have lost all of his memories. What to do now sir."<br/><br/>"He died because of his stupidity, inferiority complex and too big of a heart...."<br/><br/>"Ummmmm.....hahahahahahaha..... I am in mood to play. Go child I will give you everything this time. Let me see your true potential."<br/><br/>"Give me my brush."<br/><br/>"No...majesty you can't."<br/><br/>"Why you have grown love for this child."<br/><br/>"No sir...."<br/><br/>"Then keep quit.....this spell require my utmost concentration, otherwise I will turn to fumes. OR you wish to see me dead? Hmmm?"<br/><br/>"No your majesty."<br/><br/>"Now leave."<br/><br/>An old wrinkled hand brushed hair from Wei Ying's face.<br/><br/>"This time I will clear the debt I owe you dear brother. I am going to engrave your soul with my mark."<br/>"Call me selfish.....but never forget I owe once but you owes this debt of life for eternity.... we will have to be together for eternity."<br/><br/>"Let's meet again in this life. This time I will not sacrifice my dogs for you....uhhhh... I hope. We won't have any memories but I hope to live this life with you again."<br/><br/>The old man held Wei Ying's hand and started the encantation. After few minutes they vanished.<br/><br/>Other side another person started to turn to ashes. "Finally the time has come." He picked up his Xiao and started playing it. And slowly his whole body withered to ashes the flute dropped to the ground and broke into several pieces. Those pieces turned into several butterflies and started to revolve around the ashes creating a 🌪 tornado, then with a blast of very bright light everything vanished. Leaving behind just a pink pouch once filled with ashes now empty.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/></p>