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The Pond that Absorbed Me

I wish this story had more readers, cuz the ML is hilariously self- devastating jerk on a survival mission with gorgeous company he doesn’t care about. They shared constellations earlier, but now light-years separated their ‘whispered’ wishes… *** In a moment of unforeseen Fate, a young man reaches into the icy waters, but with a sudden, forceful pull, he is drawn into its depths. Now shrouded in the Darkness he endures his imprisonment there. “Reconnecting with an old friend is like finding a lost jade—if only it were worth the trouble.” Xiǎo Fù, The Servant. *** Meanwhile, in the secluded monastery the Great Master’s rage ignites when his servant vanishes. Four days of torment, anger, and longing leave every monk wishing for their own end… until an unexpected visitor comes. “Your Stupidity is the Yin to Wisdom’s Yang. Keeps the balance, you know.” Xījiǎo Yùshén, The Water Master. *** At this very time, the Prince suffers distress by the grief of loss, spending his days in drunken mourning in order to dull the pain. He doesn't have any desire to cling to life anymore, but being immortal, he cannot just die. “Eternity? Like waiting for a thousand cherry blossoms to bloom—one by one.” Mùnchén, The Second Prince. *** Forbidden practices, Heavenly secrets, Fate’s defiance and the Realms on the brink of War. As well as Curse, Scheming, Sacrifice and Punishment that turns God into Wandering Spirit, and Spirit into only Heavenly Heir. Sarcasm on the edge of torture, both evoke the bittersweet ache of missed encounters and unfulfilled destinies. *** THE LEGEND In a world where Realms are connected, there's an old tale—a Legend that whispers of Balance and hidden Powers. According to this lore, all Realms share a common origin, and their Fates are intertwined. Realms are destined to coexist as one. Here, no hierarchy prevails—no masters, no slaves. Instead, Realms harmonize, their existence interwoven threads. Should the Balance falter, Chaos looms, and the Abyss threatens to swallow everything. Yet, when the Abyss fully absorbs the Realms, the Celestial Source establishes a new Cycle of Life, and brings new Realms to coexist. But even if the Abyss is undeniable, a hope remains, for within the same Source that birthed the Abyss lies an indomitable Force—a Guardian, the One, born to confront, combat, and seal it. Thus, the current Realms gain their chance at survival. *** PS This story was planned long ago, but life is life, so I only decided to share it within online community now. That’s why your support means a world to me >> give me, pls, at least the smallest sign that my work is not in vain so I can happily proceed writing. I’m grateful for your like, comment or review. I appreciate every reader who spends their time following my characters’ journey throughout the chapters and helping me develop their best and worst traits, as well as torture, challenges, punishments and adventures. Thx in advance! *** All intellectual property rights of this novel are owned by the author (uttophian).

Uttophian · Oriental
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32 Chs

IN ONE’S POWER.

"Yang Su, I implore you to listen carefully before you utter another word or attempt any action," I recognised the Prince's breathless voice that carried a palpable horror.

But did I hear it right? Whose voice resonated—his or mine? And who stood before me? Did I truly see? Whose eyes bore into mine?

"Oh, Celestial Constellations, I can only laugh at the absurdity of this situation!" The figure before me shifted, its silhouette writhing with laughter. Though not entirely distinct, the sensation of reality anchored me. Could I see him?

"You perceive him, but not entirely…" The voice echoed within my mind. Within my mind? Was this imagination or a return to coherence?

"His astral body is visible to you through my astral vision," I whispered, my lips forming the words. Familiar yet foreign, the voice was not my own.

"How so? Why?" I had only questions and no answers.

"If there were a championship for ill fortune, my Prince, you'd claim the prize! You've taken notes from this wretched fellow!" Was he mocking me again? Yes, I recognised him now—the one standing before me was definitely the merciless Water Master.

"Yang Su," the voice I hated the most persisted, "restrain your indignation. I do own you an explanation, but for now, we should leave this place." It reverberated relentlessly in my mind, impossible to dismiss. I had fled, seeking distance from it, yet now it echoed more vivid than ever in my entire life.

"We are one now; no elude for an escape." the voice taunted, infuriatingly close. This torment surpassed even the Abyss's uncertainty.

"Enough!" The scream momentarily illuminated the space but I heard no voice of my on again. "Cease your weakness and self-pity! Acknowledge our unity—I've absorbed you. Accept it and obey me until we break free!"

"But…" I began, only to halt. I wished not to hear that voice any longer. Silence enveloped me. I pondered. Perhaps staying…

"More self-pity?" The voice persisted. "Can't you gather strength even once?"

"I refuse!" I protested.

"What do you mean, 'I refuse'?" The voice countered.

"Every silver lining has its cloud. Yours, my Prince, is quite the spectacle! I can't recall when I last had such fun!" Oh, that restless demon! I wanted him dead!

"Shut up!" I shouted, and the opposing form seemed to recede into the distance. I sighed, just to calm down.

"But both of you claimed I was a spirit—a cursed spirit. What changed?"

"Again, I absorbed you," the Prince explained. "Spirits can inhabit various creatures, but, here is a trick! I control spirits and any of their kind. Absorb, relocate, manipulate, destroy, create, and revive—I wield these powers. And now, you are in my power! Finally!"

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