your feet pound against the golden pavement of the heavens, and palaces go by you in a blur. you can feel spiritual energy that leaks off of you in waves - you are the young god taizi dianxia, the crown prince who pleased the gods of xian le, and today, you are running in desperation.
you slam open the doors of the palace, interrupting what looks to be an important meeting. a handsome, older man with dark hair wearing a golden headdress looks up at you from his throne - xie lian no longer knows this man's name, but he is the heavenly emperor, who looks at xie lian with mild curiosity.
"My lord-" you say, bluntly, completely interrupting everything, "I'm descending to the mortal realm."
the heavenly emperor blinks mildly at you and speaks, his voice gentle. "Xianle... I am aware of what's happening, but you must remain calm."
"My lord, I didn't come to request permission. I came to inform. My people" - and you love your people, more than just as your devotees, you love every single one of them as fiercely as they have ever loved you, and their despair overwhelms you, "-are currently sunken in the depths of hell, so please forgive me if I cannot remain calm."
"The universe has its own rhythm. Do you not realize that if you descend to appear before mortals, it will be a violation of heavenly law?"
something lights a fire in your heart, and you cry - "IF IT'S A VIOLATION, THEN SO BE IT!"
you are barely seventeen years old. shock ripples through the crowd, and murmuring starts, but you ignore them, your eyes only for the heavenly emperor, as you bend to bow. your heartbeat sings with spiritual energy. with pride. with determination, that floods your core.
"Pray my lord let me go this once; just give me a little time. Since the fighting has started, casualties are unavoidable, but if I could stop this and reduce the number of dead, minimize the conflict, then after the fighting ends I will for sure return willingly to repent, and have my lord sentence me as see fit. Whether I shall be sealed under a mountain for a hundred years, a thousand years, a hundred thousand years--I WILL NOT REGRET!"
adrenaline courses through you. you remain bowed low out of respect, and turn to leave, determined, fists clenched at your sides, ready to do everything for xian le. for them, for them, for them.
"Xianle!"
the emperor's voice rings out. you pause, mid step, and hear him sigh. "You can't save everyone."
and that is where you're wrong, you think, fiercely. the tiny fire in your heart is a wildfire, now.
you stand up to your full height, seventeen year old prince turned god about to be prince, again, and lock eyes with the emperor.
"Whether I can, I won't know until I've tried. Even if the heavens say I must die, if that sword doesn't pierce my heart and nail me dead on the ground, then I am still alive, and till my last breath, I will struggle to the end!"
or, something not-mortal, because when she hears "descend to the mortal realm," she can't help but think of the crimson dragon king. that's what heavenly beings do, isn't it? they watch, from above, and when they can't watch anymore - they descend and take matters into their own hands.
she searches his face as they come out of the memory.]
but there's a difference, and she's learned a little about spiritual devices and whatnot from hua cheng, so she knows that things that are common knowledge in her world won't necessarily be the same in his.]
Well, from your age, I figured you won't human. So that makes sense.
[ (yin yu voice) i've never seen a dragon before myself
anyway, that ends up making him laugh, a little, and he scratches his cheek. ]
En - that is true. [ everyone says he's old... he used to be cool... ] I ascended to godhood when I was not much older than you - even within that memory, I was seventeen.
Mn. In my realm, all of the gods were, at one point in time, humans. There are a few different ways one can ascend - the less common and usually less powerful gods often ascend because they reach a state of immortality through cultivating their spirits. The most powerful ones tend to ascend because of acts of great intelligence, battle strength, or sacrifice, or because someone in the Heavens saw their potential in one category or another.
[ love when i can just copy paste from other threads ]
There are two major types, usually martial, or literary, but there are others, too.
That's fascinating...! Where I come from, people think of gods as... [hmm.] ...well, as something much more than human. But knowing that you and the other gods in your land were human to begin with...
...that just goes to show, people really can do amazing things when they try, right? There are so many things they can achieve with their own power if they believe they can.
And I hope I can learn from you as well! I may be old, but if I am so set in my ways as to think I cannot learn from someone so young and vibrant as yourself, then I would be foolish.
Miss Yona, you've traveled so much since then - you seem to have grown in such a short span of time. Have you been on many adventures?
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your feet pound against the golden pavement of the heavens, and palaces go by you in a blur. you can feel spiritual energy that leaks off of you in waves - you are the young god taizi dianxia, the crown prince who pleased the gods of xian le, and today, you are running in desperation.
you slam open the doors of the palace, interrupting what looks to be an important meeting. a handsome, older man with dark hair wearing a golden headdress looks up at you from his throne - xie lian no longer knows this man's name, but he is the heavenly emperor, who looks at xie lian with mild curiosity.
"My lord-" you say, bluntly, completely interrupting everything, "I'm descending to the mortal realm."
the heavenly emperor blinks mildly at you and speaks, his voice gentle. "Xianle... I am aware of what's happening, but you must remain calm."
"My lord, I didn't come to request permission. I came to inform. My people" - and you love your people, more than just as your devotees, you love every single one of them as fiercely as they have ever loved you, and their despair overwhelms you, "-are currently sunken in the depths of hell, so please forgive me if I cannot remain calm."
"The universe has its own rhythm. Do you not realize that if you descend to appear before mortals, it will be a violation of heavenly law?"
something lights a fire in your heart, and you cry - "IF IT'S A VIOLATION, THEN SO BE IT!"
you are barely seventeen years old. shock ripples through the crowd, and murmuring starts, but you ignore them, your eyes only for the heavenly emperor, as you bend to bow. your heartbeat sings with spiritual energy. with pride. with determination, that floods your core.
"Pray my lord let me go this once; just give me a little time. Since the fighting has started, casualties are unavoidable, but if I could stop this and reduce the number of dead, minimize the conflict, then after the fighting ends I will for sure return willingly to repent, and have my lord sentence me as see fit. Whether I shall be sealed under a mountain for a hundred years, a thousand years, a hundred thousand years--I WILL NOT REGRET!"
adrenaline courses through you. you remain bowed low out of respect, and turn to leave, determined, fists clenched at your sides, ready to do everything for xian le. for them, for them, for them.
"Xianle!"
the emperor's voice rings out. you pause, mid step, and hear him sigh. "You can't save everyone."
and that is where you're wrong, you think, fiercely. the tiny fire in your heart is a wildfire, now.
you stand up to your full height, seventeen year old prince turned god about to be prince, again, and lock eyes with the emperor.
"Whether I can, I won't know until I've tried. Even if the heavens say I must die, if that sword doesn't pierce my heart and nail me dead on the ground, then I am still alive, and till my last breath, I will struggle to the end!"
the memory fades, there.
(ling wen voice) you're welcome go away ]
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or, something not-mortal, because when she hears "descend to the mortal realm," she can't help but think of the crimson dragon king. that's what heavenly beings do, isn't it? they watch, from above, and when they can't watch anymore - they descend and take matters into their own hands.
she searches his face as they come out of the memory.]
...are you a dragon?
[she can't
help but ask.]
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actually because of soo-won he knows why she thinks this. xie lian's not sure whether to laugh or cry. ]
....erm, no. I'm... a god, actually.
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but there's a difference, and she's learned a little about spiritual devices and whatnot from hua cheng, so she knows that things that are common knowledge in her world won't necessarily be the same in his.]
Well, from your age, I figured you won't human. So that makes sense.
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anyway, that ends up making him laugh, a little, and he scratches his cheek. ]
En - that is true. [ everyone says he's old... he used to be cool... ] I ascended to godhood when I was not much older than you - even within that memory, I was seventeen.
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...that's different from how it works where I come from... how would one "ascend to godhood"?
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[ love when i can just copy paste from other threads ]
There are two major types, usually martial, or literary, but there are others, too.
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That's fascinating...! Where I come from, people think of gods as... [hmm.] ...well, as something much more than human. But knowing that you and the other gods in your land were human to begin with...
...that just goes to show, people really can do amazing things when they try, right? There are so many things they can achieve with their own power if they believe they can.
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xie lian feels immediately fond. he smiles at yona, and nods his head. ]
...En. I believe very much so, Miss Yona. If there has anything I've learned in eight centuries of life, it is that.
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[she smiles]
I hope I can learn from you, too, while we're both here.
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And I hope I can learn from you as well! I may be old, but if I am so set in my ways as to think I cannot learn from someone so young and vibrant as yourself, then I would be foolish.
Miss Yona, you've traveled so much since then - you seem to have grown in such a short span of time. Have you been on many adventures?
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Sometimes it's been dangerous, but... that's part of an adventure, right?