SC: Future Possibility 9[The End]

Title: Future Possibility 9 — The End

Warning: Do not read this if you do not want spoilers!

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[AN: HED Huo Yuhao will be referred as Huo Yuhao while the OG will be simply Yuhao]

Huo Yuhao gently put his children down and glanced towards his current self with a soft, knowing smile. "Well, isn't this such a surprise? Seeing you, seeing me. But, I have to ask," he raised an eyebrow, glancing at the nearby wheelchair. "I thought you were in a wheelchair?"

Yuhao rubbed his head nervously and said, "Uh, i-it's actually thanks to Snow Empress, your Snow Empress I mean, and uh..."

Snow Empress giggled softly, "Oh, it was no big deal. You would've been able to recover on your own in a few months, I just accelerated the process simply because I could."

Huo Yuhao chuckled at the surprise look in Yuhao's eyes, "She's different from the Snow Empress you know, right? Well, years of social interaction with me and the others, as well as motherhood, has a way of softening even the coldest ice." He glanced fondly at his wife, who gave a playful roll of her eyes in response.

Snow Empress crossed her arms with a light smile. "You make it sound like I've completely melted. I'm still me, just...a little more open-hearted."

She then turned towards Yuhao. "Remember. This is after years of communication with loved ones. So don't even think of quickly warming up to your Snow Empress, or Xue Nu(Snow Lady) that you call her as."

Yuhao thought back to the time in the Sunset Forest when she temporarily got back her powers and gulped, nodding vigorously.

"Well....How about a change of scenery?"Huo Yuhao waved his hands, and to the shock of everyone present, the huge arena they were in started to shift. The vast, open space began to ripple, as if reality itself was bending under his will.

The ground beneath their feet shimmered, and in an instant, the entire arena was transformed into a beautiful, serene landscape—lush fields with blooming flowers, tall mountains in the distance, and a clear, starry sky overhead.

Yuhao, Wang Dong'er, Wang Qiu'er, and the others were left staring in awe. This display of power was beyond anything they had ever seen.

'He's a True God!'

Elder Xuan, and the trio who were encased in ice—Long Xiaoyao, Du Busi and the mysterious hooded person all went bug-eyed at the sudden shift of their location.

As some of the most powerful people on the continent, Elder Xuan, Long Xiaoyao, Du Busi, and the mysterious hooded person were utterly speechless. As Transcendent and Limit Douluos respectively, they used powers that were at a level near a God—controlling some of the planar laws that could reshape mountains and split the sea, moving the energies of Heaven and Earth, etc.

They heard about Huo Yuhao and his family achieving Godhood from his children, they didn't explicitly say it out loud but it was obvious, but they didn't fully believe them.

They had been at the pinnacle of human cultivation for decades, trying to reach the boundary that separates them from their mortality—and yet a bunch of kids that weren't even two decades old had crossed that realm called Divinity?

Unbelievable....yet a future parallel version of one of the children called Huo Yuhao appeared before them with the power of a God!

They easily accepted the fact that Snow Empress had achieved Godhood, simply because she was known as the third strongest Great Beast in the world and has been alive for around seven hundred thousand years!

The raw, unbridled display of power from Huo Yuhao—a God—was beyond anything they could comprehend. The fact that he could reshape reality itself with just a simple wave of his hand left them frozen in place, wide-eyed and struggling to process what they had just witnessed.

"Y-Yuhao..."

"Huh?" Yuhao's eyes widened and turned his head to find Ju Zi standing beside him. "J-Ju Zi? Why are you...."

"Well, she was about to get killed by that pompous prince so I brought along with you all." Huo Yuhao explained as he casually waved his hand again, and with that simple motion, numerous comfortable seats appeared, elegantly arranged around a large table that materialized in front of them—with the except of the three stuck in ice.

The table itself was adorned with an intricate design, as if carved from the most precious of woods with domineering designs of seemingly life-like Dragons and Phoenixes, and upon it were a variety of refreshments, food, and drink that appeared out of thin air. It was all so effortless for him, like a host preparing for an informal gathering, yet to everyone else, it was an unbelievable feat of divine power.

The setting of seats and table made it look circular, with one side being Huo Yuhao, Snow Empress, and their kids while the other side was occupied by Yuhao, Ju Zi, Wang Dong'er, Wang Qiu'er, Elder Xuan and the rest of their group.

Yuhao exchanged a look with his friends and allies, not knowing what to do or say. At that moment, the atmosphere turned a little awkward.

On the other side of the table, the children of Huo Yuhao and Snow Empress had no such qualms. Huo Zhanji, Huo Shui'er, Huo Yin, and the rest of the little ones immediately lit up at the sight of the snacks spread out before them.

"Yay! Snacks!" Huo Shui'er exclaimed excitedly, her eyes sparkling with delight as he grabbed a handful of treats.

"My favorite!" Huo Ying chimed in, giggling as she reached for her own share.

Huo Yuhao chuckled softly, his warm, fatherly demeanor easing some of the tension in the air.

He glanced at his younger self and the others with a raised eyebrow. "No need to be so serious. This is just a conversation, after all. Relax a little."

Snow Empress smiled warmly, brushing a strand of her silvery-white hair behind her ear as she calmly sipped her drink. "Yes, we're not here to make your lives hard. On the contrary, we'd like to give you a little...support. Especially little Yuhao~"

Yuhao, still feeling a bit disoriented, took a deep breath and glanced at Wang Dong'er, who gave him a small nod of encouragement. Wang Qui'er, too, sat quietly by his side, her expression unreadable as she glanced at the food.

"....Yuhao from a parallel future. I have a question," Shockingly, Bei Bei, usually composed and measured, was the first to break the silence. His voice held a mix of curiosity and caution.

Huo Yuhao turned his gaze to Bei Bei, offering him a nod of acknowledgment. "Go ahead."

Bei Bei hesitated for a moment, but his blue eyes held steady as he continued, "Why haven't you brought Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao here with us? As a all powerful God, I'm sure you could've easily brought them here."

Hearing his question, Huo Yuhao and the rest of Tang Sect, as well as Elder Xuan, Zhang Lexuan and some members of Shrek turned to him in surprise. Huo Yuhao and those from Tang Sect was especially invested in this question.

"Bei Bei!" Elder Xuan's sharp voice cut through the air, a warning tone underlying his words.

Huo Yuhao softly smiled and raised his hand, "It's alright, Elder. I understand senior brother's concern," he then turned his attention back towards Bei Bei.

"Senior brother, if you don't mind me calling you that, the reason why I didn't bring them alongside with you all was simply because there was no reason to."

Bei Bei clenched his fists, his expression twisted. "No reason to? What do you mean?!"

Huo Yuhao calmly took a sip of tea and replied, "Calm down and sit, listen to my explanation."

Immediately, like magic, Bei Bei's rising temper subsided, and he took a deep breath, lowering himself back into his seat as his eyes and the others went wide.

'What?!'

Huo Yuhao took a sip of tea and said, "Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao are safe, for now, despite what their current situation looks like. And getting back is not my responsibility, but yours and my other self."

"But they—! You said you were going to help us!"

Huo Yuhao shook his head and waved his hand at his children, casting a silencing spell so they wouldn't be able to their conversation. "Senior brother, everyone, let me remind you that life is not a fairy tale, but a story."

"Life operates in a diverse path, filled with trials, struggles, and choices that we must face ourselves," Huo Yuhao continued, his voice calm but firm. "I may be a God, but I cannot solve every problem for you. I am but a temporary presence in this world, present only because of curiosity, amusement and a bit of responsibility."

"There are lessons to be learned in the battles we face. If I intervened in everything, you would lose the chance to grow and forge your own destiny."

Bei Bei and the others were silent, absorbing his words. Yuhao, sitting nearby, clenched his fists. "But what if we fail? What if... what if something happens to them that we can't fix?"

Huo Yuhao's expression softened as he looked at his younger self. "Failure is a part of life, Yuhao. It's how we learn. And it's what makes success meaningful. But believe me when I say, I have faith in you—both you and your companions. You've come this far, haven't you?"

He stood up, his tall frame casting a shadow over the table. "Ma Xiaotao and Tang Ya will face their own battles, but it's not for me to intervene directly. You will find them when the time is right. The help that I mentioned to you all, was some advice and a bit of future knowledge."

Snow Empress gave a small smile, nodding in agreement. "Count yourselves as lucky. Most, if not all, Gods don't care about the affairs of mortals. We live long, immortal lives, and time passes differently for us. What might seem like a lifetime of struggle to you is but a moment in the grand scheme of things to us."

Huo Yuhao leaned forward, resting his palms on the table as his piercing blue eyes met those of his younger self. "Now, listen closely, Yuhao. There are three pieces of advice I will give you, but how you use them will be up to you."

Yuhao and the others leaned in, the weight of Huo Yuhao's words hanging in the air.

"First," Huo Yuhao began, "Never trust a man called Tang San, or as you all know him as the Thousand Hand Douluo, Ancestor of Tang Sect and Sea God."

"W-What?!" Yuhao, Wang Dong'er and the rest were shocked to hear his words. How could they not? Tang San is a renowned legend and hero who helped save the world from the evil Martial Soul Hall.

Not only was he the founder of the former number one sect of the world, but was also one of the most powerful alumni in Shrek Academy! To them, he was like a person of worship, a role model of many. But to hear someone say that he shouldn't be trusted...

Huo Yuhao sighed upon seeing their doubtful gazes and said, "You all don't know who Tang San is, all you've heard about are stories and records made by either historians or fanatics of his."

"But even so...he saved the world!" Yuhao argued.

Huo Yuhao scoffed, a sneer tugging at the corner of his lips. "Saved the world? Yes, that's what everyone believes. And I'm not saying he didn't play a part in stopping the evil of the Martial Soul Hall. But you're only seeing the part of the story he wanted you to see."

The group was visibly uncomfortable. To question someone as revered as Tang San felt almost sacrilegious. Yuhao, especially, found himself struggling with the contradiction. His admiration for Tang San had been ingrained in him since he was a child.

"You're missing the bigger picture, the one that wasn't written down in your history books." Huo Yuhao's eyes hardened, his voice carrying the weight of lived experience. "Tang San is a manipulator. His plans are far-reaching, and trust me, they don't always have the best interests of this world—or anyone else, for that matter especially—in mind."

Wang Dong'er frowned, unable to hide her confusion and the discomfort in her heart. "But why? Why would someone like Ancestor Tang San do that? He built Tang Sect to help people, didn't he?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "Help people? He only did that to create a force to fight against the Martial Soul Hall, for his own personal reason and not out of selflessness."

Huo Yuhao's voice grew colder as he continued, "Moreover, if the Tang Sect was truly created to help people, why do they mass-produce Hidden Weapons—tools of war—just to sell them for profit? Think about it. Their hidden weapons have taken countless lives, and yet they sell them to anyone who has the money. Is that really the action of a sect dedicated to helping others?"

The hearts of Yuhao, Bei Bei and the others were shook. They were doing the same as well, for the sake of rebuilding their sect....

Yuhao's thoughts spiraled, a wave of guilt washing over him. 'How could I have been so blind?!' The contradiction gnawed at him—the very tools he crafted and sold to rebuild the Tang Sect were the same ones used to take lives. His intentions had always been for the good of his comrades, for the continent, for the future of the Tang Sect, but now....now he couldn't help but wonder if he'd strayed too far from the path of peace he claimed to follow.

He saw the diverse path of soul tools that the Sun Moon Empire had, not only did they create weapons of war, but they had also created soul tools for the betterment of their people!

Yet, after he finished his studies there and then some, he never once thought about creating a different way for his sect to earn money, to bridge a way of peace between all empires in the continent... Hell, he even decided on the path of becoming a war soul engineer during his time in the Sun Moon Empire despite saying he hated wars!

'I'm such a hypocrite...' Yuhao clenched his fists, the weight of his own hypocrisy crashing down on him. He now understood why his other self didn't continue on the legacy of Tang Sect.

Huo Yuhao inwardly nodded upon seeing the realization in their eyes. 'Good. It's one of the reasons why I refused to continue on the legacy of Tang Sect in my world, I hope they put some changes up before it's too late...Hmm. I should add something as well to shatter their delusion of Tang San.'

He was his father-in-law...but fuck guy. He was going to screw his life over and over because he wanted to control him like a dog! He didn't want this version of himself getting bent because of an overprotective prick.

"Moreover, it's awful that he doesn't help out the sect he created."

"W-What do you mean?" Bei Bei nervously asked.

Huo Yuhao looked at him, his other younger self and other members of Tang Sect with pity. "Tang San and his friends ascended to Godhood, and they're not just ordinary Gods, Tang San especially has power in the higher spectrum of this world's Divine Realm that he was given authority over this world. he could've easily prevented the fall of Tang Sect if he wanted to."

Huo Yuhao's words struck like a hammer, leaving the members of Tang Sect speechless.

"Tang San had the power to intervene," Huo Yuhao continued, his voice calm but laced with disappointment. "He ascended beyond this world and gained authority over it as the Sea God, one of the most powerful deities in the Divine Realm. If he truly cared about the Tang Sect and its legacy, why didn't he stop it from crumbling? Why did he allow it to fall into such a state where you're struggling to rebuild it?"

Bei Bei clenched his fists again, this time not in anger, but in confusion and pain. "But....he was our ancestor. He built the sect, saved the world. Why would he...?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "He built the Tang Sect for his own reasons, not for the selfless ideals you think he had. And as a God, his responsibilities lie with the Divine Realm, not the mortal one. He's distant, detached. The fall of Tang Sect was simply not important to him anymore."

Yuhao felt his heart sink further. Everything they had believed about Tang San, the legendary hero they admired, was crumbling before their eyes. The realization that their struggles could have been prevented by a man they revered left a bitter taste in their mouths.

Wang Dong'er, who had been silent, finally spoke, her voice shaky. "But....even if that's true, what do we do now? How do we....how do we rebuild everything knowing this?"

Huo Yuhao glanced at her, then at his younger self. "The Tang Sect doesn't need to be rebuilt in its old image. You all have the potential to forge a new path. One not rooted in war or hidden weapons, but in innovation, in peace. Soul tools don't have to be weapons of destruction. They can be tools of progress."

They went silent for a few moments.

Taking a sip of tea, Huo Yuhao allowed the weight of his words to settle over them before continuing. "Now, onto my second piece of advice. Yuhao, do you still desire vengeance?"

"What?" The others who didn't know about it were confused.

Yuhao clenched his hands and nodded fiercely, determined. "Yes."

Huo Yuhao met his younger self's gaze with a look of understanding. "Good. However, you have to change the way you're doing to get it."

Yuhao frowned.

"I don't mean going soft or abandoning your goal," Huo Yuhao clarified, his tone steady and firm. "I mean that you're going at it the wrong way. You wanted to enlist next year, right? To achieve military achievements that would outclassed "him", correct?"

"Yes. I—"

"That is the most idiotic way of getting revenge," Huo Yuhao interrupted, his tone sharp, though not unkind. "You're trying to prove yourself in a system that he dominates, a system that rewards him and those like him. Do you really think that by climbing the military ranks, you'd ever be able to surpass him in any meaningful way?"

Yuhao opened his mouth to respond but quickly closed it, his mind racing. He hadn't thought of it that way before.

Huo Yuhao continued, "Worse, if people found out about your relationship one day, they'll be like—"That's to be expected, he is his son after all." or "Like father like son", they will dismiss your achievements, Yuhao."

"They'll claim that everything you accomplished was because of him, not because of your own talent or hard work. No matter how high you rise, the shadow of that man will always hang over you."

Yuhao clenched his fists, frustration bubbling inside him. He had never considered how the world might view him if they learned the truth.

Huo Yuhao sighed, softening his tone. "But here's the thing—you don't need their validation. You don't need their praise or their acknowledgment. If your goal is truly vengeance, it has to be about more than proving yourself to people who don't matter."

Wang Dong'er placed a hand on Yuhao's shoulder, sensing his inner turmoil. "So...what should I do then?" Yuhao asked, his voice quieter now.

Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. "You have the power to forge your own path. Don't seek to surpass him in the same ways he dominated. Break the cycle. Create something new. Something he could never touch. Just like how I created the Akatsuki and ascended to Godhood, you have to create an everlasting legacy that surpasses even Tang San and the Seven Shrek Monsters."

His eyes gleamed with determination as he continued, "A legacy that isn't bound by anyone else's shadow, not even mine. One that reshapes this world and pushes it forward. Whether it's through soul tools that bring peace instead of war, or by uniting the continent in ways that no one has ever dared to try—your legacy should be something entirely your own."

Yuhao, still processing the weight of his future self's words, felt his mind expanding with the possibilities. A legacy....that transcends everything. One that wouldn't simply be about avenging his mother or outclassing the father who had abandoned him, but something far greater.

Wang Dong'er squeezed his shoulder softly. "We're with you, Yuhao," she whispered, her voice filled with quiet strength. Wang Qiu'er nodded in agreement, her usually unreadable expression now showing a glimmer of approval.

Huo Yuhao looked at them all fondly. "You're not alone in this. Your friends, your comrades—they'll walk this path with you. But remember, it has to start with a new vision. Something bigger than revenge."

Yuhao took a deep breath, the turmoil in his heart slowly giving way to clarity. "A legacy...." he murmured, glancing at his companions. "I think...I understand now."

Huo Yuhao nodded in approval. "Good. Now, for my final piece of advice. This is the most important one of all..."

Yuhao gulped, and the rest of his companions leaned in slightly, sensing the gravity of Huo Yuhao's next words.

Huo Yuhao looked at his younger self with piercing, yet serious eyes. "Harem is the way."

Yuhao and the others, even the ones encased in ice, blinked.

"What?"

"Harem is the way—" Huo Yuhao repeated.

"No, no! I heard what you said, it's just that..." Yuhao interrupted him, his face flushed red as he struggled to find the right words. "It's just that....really? You're telling me that a harem is the way?"

The others stared at Huo Yuhao, some in confusion, others in sheer disbelief.

Huo Yuhao chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the reactions. "Yes, really. Look, I'm not saying it's easy, but it is an effective path to balance your emotions, power, and ambitions. It's about forging deep bonds with those who support you—those who will be there to help you stay grounded when the power and ambition get overwhelming. Your heart needs to be protected, and who better to do that than the people who care about you the most?"

Wang Dong'er's face turned a deep shade of red as she glanced at Yuhao, while Wang Qiu'er crossed her arms, clearly skeptical. Ju Zi, Ning Tian and Wu Feng glanced at him. "Are you seriously saying a harem is needed that can help me with something in the future?" Yuhao asked, his face twitching.

Huo Yuhao shrugged, raising his hands casually. "Hey, it worked out for me and look how that turned out."

Yuhao stammered and resolutely shook his head. "N-No. I only have one girl in my heart, there's no more room..."

'Sorry bud, but I don't think you have any choice in the matter soon...' Huo Yuhao and Snow Empress inwardly smirked, spotting the looks Wang Qiu'er, Ju Zi and the other girls had towards Yuhao.

The seed they sowed into their hearts had already taken root, and their actions today would spurn them to take action sooner than later.

"Well, I think it's about time we go." Huo Yuhao said, standing up from his seat with a stretch, his tone casual yet final. Snow Empress stood beside him, gently holding one of their children's hands as she rose gracefully.

"Aww. We're heading home now?" Huo Shui'er pouted, her big eyes sparkling with disappointment. She looked up at her parents, her lower lip jutting out slightly. The other kids also showed looks of disappointment on their faces.

Huo Yuhao chuckled and knelt down to her level, ruffling her hair affectionately. "Don't worry, Shui'er. You'll get to see your friends again...one day. Plus, we have our own adventures waiting for us at home."

The younger Yuhao blinked, still processing everything. "Wait, you're leaving already? Just like that?"

Huo Yuhao chuckled. "I've given you the advice you need. The rest is up to you and your companions." He glanced around the table, making brief eye contact with each of them, lingering on his younger self. "Remember, Yuhao—forge your own path. Don't try to follow in the shadows of those who came before. And don't ignore what's in front of you."

Snow Empress added, "Take care of your heart. It'll guide you more than you know."

With a soft wave of his hand, the table and seats began to disappear, fading into nothingness. The ice around the encased individuals cracked and melted away, leaving them free but still bewildered.

As the world around them shimmered, beginning to blur between reality and the space Huo Yuhao had created, he gave a final nod. "We'll meet again, sooner or later."

And with that, Huo Yuhao, Snow Empress, and their children vanished, leaving behind the younger Yuhao and his companions back in the arena to ponder everything they had learned.

HED Universe

"Welcome home!" Wang Dong'er said as she saw her husband and children arriving back in their home, the space-time vehicle that Huo Yuhao brought back was quickly teleported back towards He Caitou's workshop.

"Mommy!" Huo Ying ran up towards her mother, hugging her tightly like a koala.

"My little munchkin! I was so worried about you!" Wang Dong'er exclaimed, kneeling down to embrace Huo Ying, her heart swelling with love. She lifted her daughter into her arms, peppering her cheeks with affectionate kisses.

She then leaned back and stare at her daughter, though she was smiling, her eyes and expression showed a parental anger. "Now then, are you prepared for your punishment?"

"P-Punishment?!"

"Mmhm!" She then turned to the other kids, who were slowly backing away, but quickly froze up when she glared at them. "The rest of you little boys and girls aren't going anywhere as well. Your mothers are going to have a little talk with you about what it means to wander off without permission!"

The other children exchanged worried glances, unsure of what to expect. Huo Ying's eyes widened in shock as she clung tighter to her mother. "But Mommy! I promise I won't do it again! It was just a little adventure!"

Wang Dong'er maintained her stern expression for a moment before a small smile broke through, unable to hold back her amusement. "Oh, sweetie, I know you meant no harm. But you have to understand that we worry about you. Adventures can be fun, but they can also be dangerous."

"But....what about my punishment?" Huo Ying asked, her voice small.

Wang Dong'er crouched down, placing her hands on Huo Ying's shoulders. Her smile sent a chill down the latter and other children's spines. "You'll be grounded for one year, a with a week of ten slaps to the butt every day."

Huo Ying's eyes widened in shock as her hands went to her bottom. "W-What?! A week?!"

"Mmhm! That's right. Maybe then you'll think twice before running off again. But don't worry," she added, a twinkle in her eye, "you'll still get to bake cookies with me afterward. So, what do you say?"

Huo Ying gulped but finally nodded. "Okay, Mommy. I promise I won't run off again!"

Wang Dong'er chuckled, pulling her daughter into a tight hug. "Good! Just remember, being grounded isn't so bad when we can still have fun together. Now, go to your room first, all of you as well, your mothers are waiting for you....I have to talk to your father."

"Yes, Mommy/Mother Dong'er," Huo Ying and the other children chorused, scurrying off toward their rooms, the earlier tension dissipating as they looked forward to their baking session.

Once they were out of earshot, Wang Dong'er turned to Huo Yuhao, her expression shifting to one of seriousness. "Now that we have a moment alone, we need to talk about what happened earlier. Are you okay?"

Huo Yuhao smiled and hugged his wife, lightly kissing her lips. "I'm fine. It was quite an entertaining trip, to be honest. It makes me want to take a journey with you and the rest of the girls to the vast universe once more after we send the kids down to the mortal realm."

"Mhm." Wang Dong'er giggled and hugged her husband. "That sounds wonderful, especially for Qui'er and Feng. The two have been whining about wanting to explore new worlds and experience adventures beyond our own. I think they'll love the opportunity to see the universe through their own eyes."

Huo Yuhao chuckled, picturing their daughters' eager expressions. "Definitely! We can visit different planets, meet new people, and maybe even learn some new techniques or cultures."

Wang Dong'er nodded enthusiastically. "And think of all the stories we can bring back! It would inspire the kids to dream bigger and aim higher."

Huo Yuhao's gaze softened as he looked at her, admiration shining in his eyes. "You always think about the kids, Dong'er. That's one of the many things I love about you."

She blushed, playfully swatting his arm. "Hmh. Stop it! Not when we're in the open..."

He grinned, pulling her closer. "What's wrong? This is our home, we can do whatever we want.... Shall I get your 'sisters' as well? I'm feeling a bit frisky today."

"Hmm...Fine." Wang Dong'er smirked, her playful eyes sparkling with love and affection. Her expression then slowly shifted into being serious. "However, what about the matter in that parallel world?"

"Ah, don't worry. I erased most of the people's memories of the arrivals of the children, Snow Empress and myself."

"Most? Wait, Xue Nu was there as well? That means...did someone try to do something with our babies?!"

"D-Don't worry hun, everything's fine now." Huo Yuhao chuckled nervously as Wang Dong'er released her divine power, causing their realm to tremble for a moment before it stabilized. "Everyone is safe, and I made sure to handle everything discreetly. I didn't want to cause unnecessary panic or cause my version there unnecessary hurt."

Wang Dong'er's brows furrowed, but her eyes softened as she assessed his expression. "You really think everything is fine?"

Huo Yuhao smiled, his eyes shifted into a kaleidoscope of colors.

A vision of himself, the other version of himself, a bit older, with his friends as they go against Tang San and other dangers as they created their own legend.

"Yeah. They're going to be just fine..."

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AN: 5.1k words, damn. This is possibly my most worded chapter ever in a story.

Welp, and so comes the end of the side story of Future Possibility. Tbh, I'm not completely satisfied with this, misspellings, some plotholes and missed interaction—so I'll be planning on some rewrites to this in the future.

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