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Multiversal Congruency [Stopped]

— “I see you gather before me… hungry… terrified… Clutching your grimoire to your chest. God of blood and killing Khorne has marched his legions into our worlds… Laid devastation to every living from here to the Dragon Mountains. Rabid and ravenous, he bites and bites away.” “Magi of the North, you stand at the precipice! Your heralds have failed you, so now you turn to the sleeper! And yet you do not heed? You do not kneel to dust your heads with husk? Instead you wail, ‘Why have the heralds forsaken us?’” “We must look into the trails we failed not long ago! In a time past, our world intertwined with another through an upheaval scholars call the Second Conjunction of the Spheres… The heralds allowed unholy forces to slip into our domain. The offspring of that cataclysm was the nefarious force called mana…” “Yet we did not banish it, instead studying the vile arcane for our own power and wealth! And the mythic at our door… the unholy relics of this Second Conjunction? …the devourer…the primal beast…the daedra? Did we raise our science and magic against them? Or have we laid this burden on others?” “On so-called demon slayers… Stray children taught the ways of foul breathing, their mind mutated through blasphemous technique. Sent to fight mythic though they could not distinguish good from evil. The flicker of humanity long extinguished within them.” “Yes, their numbers have doubled through the years. Many still roam our lands, offering their bloody work for mere satisfaction. To this day they shame us with their very existence! The North bleeds, flogged by war. The battles are the herald’s whip, chastisement for our corruption! And let us not forget the terrors, the heart of darkness from beyond our world! The ancestors roamed through our minds with every cycle of the moon!” “The narrator twisted our children into the lands unknown! Some say he is the harbinger of the third Conjunction! Can we chart a course back into the light? Will we find the strength to banish the demon slayers from our country? Unite around the blue color of the Eternal Madness?” “Nigh is the Time of the Wand and Guns! None will fight this war in our stead! Nigh is the Time of Swirling Stars!” — This is not a Witcher fan fiction per se, but rather a story that initially features elements from The Witcher. — In this story, the dark tag means it’s genuinely dark, and the harem tag means it’s like the old-school harem, where women are objectified. — Don’t expect too much lore and detail in each fandom, because their past history is long gone. This means that everything from their characteristics, way of speaking, traditions, and culture is pretty much shallow at best. —

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Descend.

As for the earlier motivation to avoid using Butterfly Echoes to prevent the Primordial Heavenly Dao from noticing him, it was now in shambles, to the point that someone might trace these new kinds of martial arts back to him. Once again calming himself to avoid falling into anxiety over the possibility of someone discovering his previous work in the multiversal war, Tian Xing slowly managed to polish his Dao Heart, making it able to stay calm in all situations.

Unlike the previous variant Yoriichi, which was only a facade, he was now truly capable of transforming this anxiety into nothing more than an extra emotion, using it to his advantage to motivate himself to improve.

After providing all his beloved family and new best friend with a series of coincidences to help them find resources to repair his soul body and improve their cultivation and comprehension, Tian Xing resumed contemplating the new mathematics unique to each world. This would make his Tian Ming Dao more sophisticated, even allowing him to remove the tumor of the Primordial Heavenly Dao that he had created from the multiverse without needing his soul body repaired first.

Seeing this misfortune lead to opportunities to maximize every bit of his existence for self-improvement, Tian Xing let out a long breath, seeing his buddy of misfortune and catastrophe, who always received by variant name Tian Xing, that he was using right now, come true once again.

Wanting to reminisce about his past life as Tian Xing, where he had experienced the same vegetative state but was alone without loved ones or family, Tian Xing was stunned to see from his wife's message that they were preparing to descend en masse and forsake their divinity after learning he was in a vegetative state.

It also meant that all of Ember's subjects who were willing to come, the women-only sorcerer guild led by Lanfear, and his wife's concubines were now descending to the third heavens, which made them his current neighbors. It seemed his wife's cunning mind was contagious from his own, as she decided to station their forces there rather than here, to minimize the connection between his identity and theirs as much as possible, even if it was already obvious to their calculated minds.

Touched beyond belief by his daughter's and wife's actions in wanting to take such extreme measures just because they learned of his condition, his mind went blank for a moment, forgetting that he wanted to compare his previous life, where despite the misfortune of this state, he was able to rise to a rank just below the Dao Ancestors.

Because of their decision to descend and become mortal, not only did his second daughter, Xiao Li, take care of his needs, but now his first daughter, Ember, and his wife were also feeding him spiritual soup to keep his Jing energy body functioning and prevent him from dying completely. If he could tear up, he would have. As Tian Xing, he had always been alone in such misfortune.

It was only thanks to the Tao that he had managed to survive at that time, using a series of events like a simple beast bringing fruits to his mouth or rain provided by cultivators practicing their Vitality Dao, which always made him feel indebted and grateful to the Tao. This is why his adoration for the Tian Ming Dao and his subsequent improvements to Butterfly Echoes—now capable of ten thousand things—had become so significant. 

Uncertain how much time had passed due to the disarray of his biological clock, Tian Xing finally managed to move his pupils again, and his soul body was somewhat repaired. Seeing Xiao Li blowing on the hot soup and looking around as if trying to hide what she was about to do, he watched her enjoy the soup herself.

When she wanted to take another bowl because she liked the taste of the spirit tonic, Tian Xing chuckled inwardly and sent her a series of coincidences to make her see him. But noticing that Xiao Li completely ignored it and stretched her head in confusion, he sighed, knowing that this second daughter of his was not very bright when it came to using her brain. 

Seeing her eat the soup meant for him and forgetting that it was supposed to be for him, he sighed helplessly at the peculiar situation. After there was only a little bit of soup left, he finally saw her notice his eyes moving.

But…

"Tian ge ge, the bowl is empty because Xiao Xiao likes the food. Wait here, okay? I will get another one from Margarita jie jie. There, there, hope Tian ge ge recovers quickly…"

Feeling the pat of his second daughter's hands, Tian Xing used his eyes to indicate that he could now move his body. Even with the obvious sign of his pupils moving intensely from side to side and up and down, Xiao Li still smiled foolishly and walked out of bed with difficulty to go into the kitchen. Seeing this not-so-bright girl not noticing his clear hint, Tian Xing sighed helplessly, now feeling a more severe emotion than just despair about the bleak future of teaching her anything.

"Xiao Xiao, what did I tell you all this time? No more eating Soul Vitality Nourishing Medicine when you feed your elder brother Tian Xing. If you want one, you can just take it from the kitchen."

"Hihihihi, Xiao Li forgot, Margarita jie jie. The fragrance is just too tasty; I couldn't hold it anymore."

"Aiah, this helpless child. How will I ever get used to you? I just…"

Seeing his wife stunned, probably already aware of his eye movements, Tian Xing instead focused on the helpless child who just patted his head again before spooning the tonic into him as if nothing had happened.

"Margarita jie jie, why does Tian ge ge's eyes move like that? I thought they always stay straight ahead. Like this, see."

Seeing his second daughter imitating his vegetative eyes from moments before, Tian Xing sent a series of coincidences to his wife to avoid spoiling her daughter's gradual enlightenment.

Receiving her husband's message, Margarita chuckled to herself, knowing that with Xiao Li, they must be very patient. Wiping visible tears from her eyes, she sat beside her husband and nudged Xiao Li in the right direction, saying, "Hmm, you're right. Maybe there is something different about it, don't you think?"

"Hmm, yes, yes. There is something different. Xiao Li just saw a moment ago; it is not like this. So there must be an improvement."

"Oh? What is the improvement then?"

"Improvement in Tian ge ge's recovery…"

"..."

Back and forth, back and forth, between him and Margarita, Tian Xing finally saw her eyes slowly widen before feeling the warmth of a hug.

"TIAN GE GE!"