The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System fan fiction

Nekura · Nov 25, 2017

Its 8am. Sleep deprived. I'll continue after a 3hours nap

Hydrochoerus · Nov 25, 2017

Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSVT- A Thousand and One Nights
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Gentle fingers brushing his hair away from his face, tucking strands behind his ears, warm arms to hold him close, a kind, soothing voice and the press of soft lips onto his forehead.

Luo Binghe was warm and comfortable, feeling treasured and well loved.

This..the last time he had felt this much affection poured out upon him was when he had been a child too, then in the arms of his foster mother. Those years of childhood had been fleeting and short, but he remembered them deeply, missed her even to this day.

Even when he had no food, even when he had been hungry and cold, he at least had his foster mother's love.

Those years had passed so fast, leaving him grasping. The worst had been that he had never been able to give his mother all the things he had wanted to give her. Now that he was strong, she was long gone.

When she had been alive, he had barely been able to get her food and medicine, barely been able to care for her the way she had cared for him. She had slipped through his fingers as all good things seemed to slip through his fingers.

When he had been an adult, women had sought him out, had 'loved' him and admired him, but the way they felt about him...they 'loved' him because they saw him as a hero. As an incredibly strong, elegant, handsome man with a smooth, polished manner.

If so, what did they 'love'? Did they even love 'him' or was it just what they thought he was?

He knew that Sha Hualing, for one, was obsessively desiring his attention, but she didn't know 'him'. She just thought she did.

Would she even have been so greedy towards him, would she have fought so hard just to have his children and want him as a person if she really knew what he was like under the facade?

***
He had gained Liu Mingyan's attention and desire when she saw how strong and skilled he was in battle against demons when the peak had been invaded by Sha Hualing, and held it by helping her get her vengeance on...on the Shen Qingqiu who had made his life hell. Two birds with one stone; he had gained the beauty's 'love' and desire while ridding himself of an enemy.

He had gained Wanrong and Wanyue by helping them in the Jue Di Gorge during the immortal alliance conference. They and the others had followed him because he had saved their lives.

If it wasn't for his 'heroic' actions, would they even have 'loved' him?

Ning Yingying, he had also saved time after time, promising to make himself strong so he could keep her safe. And before that, she had liked him because of his looks.

Wasn't it then his looks and strength that she also desired from him?

If so, what other than his strength, his skills, his techniques and his 'free and elegant', 'smooth and polished' demeanor did people love about him?

He had saved so many lives and been praised for those. Such a reputation he had.

He had ruined that Shen Qingqiu's reputation but where all the others had abandoned that Qingqiu, that Yue Qingyuan had still stayed by his side even when that Shen Qingqiu had nothing left to offer. Had died trying to save him.

If that had happened to him and he lost his reputation, his wealth, his power and his looks, would anyone still stay by his side? Would anyone still try to save him if that had happened to him?

Now, here he was again, small and helpless imprisoned in the weak body of a child, and even if he didn't like it, it was worth it to be held like this.

To be loved again. Not because of what he was capable of giving or what he was capable of doing, but because... because he was loved. An affection that wasn't rooted in anything Shizun could gain from him, or in anything he could hope to gain.

Shizun loved him now, just as he was, and asked nothing from him.

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The problem was, Luo Binghe needed people to need him. He needed people to want him. He needed those around him, especially those he cared for, to crave his presence, to desire him.

Sha Hualing's very obsessiveness towards him made her valuable to him. The more she fought the other women in his harem for him, the more wanted and desired he felt. That...was why he didn't really interfere with the struggles in the harem. Because the more they fought, meant the more they wanted him. They were fighting over him, fighting for him,because they wanted him. Because he was valuable and important.

He knew it was an obsession of his, knew that being wanted and needed by those around him provided meaning to his life. Being desirable, being desired made him important, made him special, gave meaning to his life and a reason to keep going.

His parents hadn't wanted him. His father hadn't wanted him. His mother had wanted his father, not him. Shen Qingqiu hadn't wanted him. Yue Qingyuan had put Shen Qingqiu first; Luo Binghe had been but an afterthought until he was too strong to suppress.

Everyone other than his foster mother had wanted something from him.

His harem wanted sex. They called it love but what it was, was really sex and attention, fine things and physical pleasure.

Luo Binghe had come to understand that that was what most people wanted from him.

What Luo Binghe needed, for himself, was for everyone whom he cared for or wanted to want him and need him in some way in return, so that they would never leave him.

That...that was part of why he liked sex so much. It felt good, it made him feel he was good, gave him control over others, over himself.

***
Shizun didn't want the adult Luo Binghe. He didn't want to touch him, didn't want to be near him.

Shizun....Shizun was the one person who Luo Binghe wanted to be with, who didn't want Luo Binghe back. Not as an adult.

As a child, Shizun loved him. As a child, Shizun treasured him. There was literally no way he could doubt that, not after Shizun had protected him this many times.

As a child, Luo Binghe had nothing he could give him to make sure he would continue to love him, continue to stay by his side, but he stayed anyway.

But as an adult... As an adult, Luo Binghe could offer Shizun the world. He could offer Shizun all the luxuries of the world, all the physical pleasures he could think of...But as an adult, Shizun wanted nothing from Luo Binghe.

No, that wasn't completely accurate.

As an adult, Shizun wanted to be as far from Luo Binghe as possible, and Luo Binghe couldn't accept it.

***
Actually, he had thought...Maybe Shizun just didn't like sex.

But he'd been proven horribly wrong when he had caught sight of Shizun with Yue Qingyuan in one of those dreams.

That....that was when he learned what making love was supposed to mean, because there was really no other way to describe how Shizun was with Yue Qingyuan.

Shizun caressed Yue Qingyuan tenderly, kissed him lovingly, held him close, snuggled against him.

Shizun stroked and touched every part of Yue Qingyuan's body as if every part of him was perfect, flawless, precious beyond anything Luo Binghe had ever known.

Shizun coaxed Yue Qingyuan into ecstasy over and over again, taking his own pleasure from Yue's comfort and pleasure. He lavished attention on Yue Qingyuan as if he was the only person in the world, pressed fervent kisses to his skin, completely lost in Yue Qingyuan's embrace, all dignity forgotten.

Shizun was an eager, considerate, careful, gentle, tender, affectionate and intensely focused lover whose greatest joy was his partner's ecstasy.

Shizun....Shizun liked sex. Shizun liked sex as much as he did. Shizun.... just didn't want to have sex with Luo Binghe.

***
It hurt Luo Binghe to see it.

To see that Shizun was completely devoting everything to Yue Qingyuan in a way he refused to share with Luo Binghe.

A part of him wanted to hurt Shizun for not giving him that, not...not giving him everything. Another part of him wanted to wail and beg and demand to know why Shizun couldn't love him that way. Why Shizun couldn't touch him like that, couldn't give him that love, that lovemaking, that complete attention.

The rest of him wanted to peel them apart, rip Yue Qingyuan away and throw him far away from Shizun, because.... because he wanted Shizun to love him like that.

Because he wanted Shizun to look at him like that always, not just when he was a child.

He wanted to be treasured like that, but Shizun gave it to Yue.... It was just as when he had seen that Yue Qingyuan had given that devotion to that Shen Qingqiu.

It was like he was out in the cold again. Like he wasn't good enough, not important enough, not precious enough, not...not wanted enough... because... because Shizun wanted Yue, not him. Shizun was attracted to Yue, not him. Shizun treasured Yue, not him.

Sex was a means of control, something he had been able to hold over anyone, to make them want him, make them stay with him... But the sex he had seen between Shizun and Yue Qingyuan had been more than that.

And Shizun... Shizun didn't want to have sex with Luo Binghe. Shizun didn't want to touch Binghe like that.

Shizun wasn't willing to touch him like that.

Shizun wasn't willing to let Luo Binghe touch him like that.

Shizun didn't want him.

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AS A LOVER!!! BUT LIKE TOU COULD BECOME THEIR CHILD!!! WHY THE fuck ARE YOU GOING TO GO BETWEEN THAT WHEN YOU COULD HAVE FAMILIAR LOVE???!!!
tch it's too late for luo binghe(or is it??? Like i don't know... is there a support group for people like that?)....love is forever ruined for him. Which really fucking sad. Like...that right there is tragic.

Eastern system can go suck a leprosy infested, ebola and hiv crusted, hyprocritical no standard scum, toad's gonads. Why can't westerm system just be the system. At least there eveything is straight forward. If the day is gonna suck and your world is going to end it's straight to the point, non wibbly wobbly 50 fucking turns and build ups to get there.

Thank you for the updates @Gav hope yer having a wonderful day~

Hydrochoerus · Nov 25, 2017

Gav said: ↑

Candy

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ATDSVT: The B Side-1001 Nights
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In general, waking up from one of those dreams when he was being cuddled by Shizun as a child or even as a small dog tended to leave Luo Binghe in a very good mood.

Well, mostly a very good mood. Luo Binghe never liked being a dog and those dreams always started off with a certain bastard with wings being cursed out.

This time he had fortunately not been a dog. As a four year old child, he had clung, pouting, to his Shizun all throughout the day, refusing to be separated from him, seated himself in his warm lap and traced letters onto paper as Shizun had taught him writing...which he already knew.

Faking being a child was tedious, pretending he didn't know things and was just learning them was boring, but being cuddled and praised was sweet and negated every bit of that boredom and tedium.

He hated it when the people in those dreams had been looking at his Shizun too closely for his liking.

Bad enough that Luo Binghe now knew that he had fucked up their initial interactions, ruined their first year of meetings and left Shizun so utterly terrified of his adult self to the point that he avoided him as much as possible; he didn't need any competition for Shizun's attention when he was a child, too.

Luo Binghe hadn't liked the loss of Shizun's attention at all. Fortunately for his temper, Shizun had only laughed at his sulkiness last night and kissed his cheeks more often, rubbing his back.

Mmm, Shizun cuddles. Even now he just wanted to go back to bed and look for him.

Sticking his hand under his pillow, though, gained him quite a surprise.

Clay figurines.

Very familiar clay figurines. Just big enough for a child of three to play with, without being able to swallow them- figurines that were a year old at least.

His heart beating madly, he reached out to sense the qi inside.

Ah, it was familiar. So familiar. So warm. That qi was so recognizable, so filled with affection. His eyes itched and soon were damp. Warmth flooded him.

Did... did this mean that person was real?

Real like the other Shen Qingqiu who loved his counterpart? The Shen Qingqiu who he had met, held, touched and almost managed to claim?

It had been bitter to him, unacceptable to him that the other Shen Qingqiu had cared for his counterpart while the Shen Qingqiu he had first known had not been like that for him.

But.. these toys changed things.

Was his Shizun, the Shizun who treasured him as that child in the dreams at night.. was he out there? Could he claim him, bring him home?

But... But that Shizun was so frightened of his adult form. He had to find some way to undo that first. Some way to soothe him and coax him and make Shizun love him.

There had to be some kind of option, some kind of method that would put him at ease.

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WAIT!!!! IS HE GOING TO MUMBO JUMBO IMMA FUCK UP YER MEMORIES AND SCOOP UP THE BAD LEAVING A BLANK SLATE SHIZUN???

Sorry for yellig. But is it???!?!?!?

Gav · Nov 25, 2017

Hydrochoerus said: ↑

WAIT!!!! IS HE GOING TO MUMBO JUMBO IMMA FUCK UP YER MEMORIES AND SCOOP UP THE BAD LEAVING A BLANK SLATE SHIZUN???

Sorry for yellig. But is it???!?!?!?
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No. He isn't.

Also READ ALL THE OTHER CANDY AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF G'S BROS.

Gav · Nov 25, 2017

Who is online?

Ease · Nov 25, 2017

I'm here! Waiting for CANDIES!

I can't wait for the REACTIONS!

Gav · Nov 25, 2017

Ease said: ↑

I'm here! Waiting for CANDIES!

I can't wait for the REACTIONS!
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pfffft.
/pulls out the sugar, various syrups, fruit and mint and candymaking equipment.

Hydrochoerus · Nov 26, 2017

Gav said: ↑

No. He isn't.

Also READ ALL THE OTHER CANDY AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF G'S BROS.
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They sound amazing honestly. Really great to see the background pf those characters and to see an in depth exploration of them. Also cool how the sect and shizun's sweetheart has a chance to see G's life and what it means exactly to G to have a healthy relationship with 3 people and that it wasn't like rape and forced pair cultivation.

I love necron tbh o3o

Gav · Nov 26, 2017

Hydrochoerus said: ↑

They sound amazing honestly. Really great to see the background pf those characters and to see an in depth exploration of them. Also cool how the sect and shizun's sweetheart has a chance to see G's life and what it means exactly to G to have a healthy relationship with 3 people and that it wasn't like rape and forced pair cultivation.

I love necron tbh o3o
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Necron is best bro.
/cue the manly tears

Lunnear · Nov 27, 2017

Gav said: ↑

Necron is best bro.
/cue the manly tears
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Fufufuu, I like Necron's life style

Lunnear · Nov 27, 2017

Nekura said: ↑

Its 8am. Sleep deprived. I'll continue after a 3hours nap
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Nee, Nekura, I always wanted to say this but I keep forgetting it. Your Profile pictures are awesome

readerz · Nov 29, 2017

I'm here but I still have a bit of a cough. Just resting and chilling.

Nekura · Nov 29, 2017

This is going to be a long reaction...

Gav said: ↑

Candy!

ATDSVT
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The corpses from the beizhi's dungeon incident that were still recognizable had been put into a corpse carrying seal to keep them intact, in stasis and stop decomposition, so that their families could give them a proper burial. That was one of the reasons why there had been so many angry families at court on that day, and so many more adding their weight behind the petition to have the beizhi executed.

As for the victims, there had been twenty who were rescued and brought back alive, the majority of which were female.

Three victims were not claimed by their families and were taken to recover in Qing Jing's territory.

The fact that these victims had not been taken back by their families because of the extent of their injuries at that time had driven a wedge between the victims and their families.

It had also caused those families who had lost their loved ones and only received a mutilated corpse back, to despise the families of those who had the chance to have their living children back and hadn't taken it, injured or not.

Four of the victims married each other. Three had become shut ins permanently.

Three more had married and moved on with their lives as best they could.

Six families had proposed their daughters' marriages to Enlai, rather than let their daughters be shamed by the broken engagements, and the offers to be taken as concubines.

A certain military officer's family, the Wei scholarly family and the Chen merchant family were among them.

As his Shifu had suggested, Huang Enlai had come to visit and befriend his possible fiancees as often as his duties could spare it but he also took the time to check on the others who had been patients under his care.

This naturally endeared him to them and their families, building him a good reputation as a side effect of what was essentially a side trip.

Another thing that endeared him to them was that their children continued to receive medicines from Qing Jing.

In addition, his fiancees' families had another bonus.

When Shifu had stated that he could brew potions to ensure they wouldn't have to worry about their appearances or fertility fading in order to give them more time to help them decide on the marriage or decide to marry someone else who they loved more, he had meant it.

Even if they did not suit and there was no marriage, the medicine would come. There would be no losses and thus no need to rush anything. Let the ladies recover as long as it took to make sure they could make the right decision for themselves.

All in all this view made him the kind of son in law that people tended to want to keep.

Of course, Enlai now had the problem of determining whether he wanted to marry them or not.

By now he was certain that his fiancees were very, very confused.

For one, he insisted they all get to know each other. For another, he clearly wanted them to befriend each other.

For another, he was a rather attentive listener and he wanted to know what they liked and disliked, starting from favorite foods, even to their favorite items, pastimes, adornments and colors.

He also wanted to know what they wanted in a husband. What they expected. What they thought they would need.

The fact of the matter was, what Enlai wanted was a happy, peaceful comfortable home, and he wouldn't get that if one of them was jealous of the other or if they got into strife over this or that issue.

By asking what they wanted now, he was hoping to get a map of sorts... one with the treasure of domestic harmony as the end goal. He certainly didn't want to marry anyone like his mother, who had been petty, selfserving and amoral enough to sell off her children one by one. Neither did he want to marry anyone with a violent streak, or a wide streak of jealousy. He didn't want bullying or violence in his household. Nor did he want scheming or petty cruelties or jockeying for position, like the one Aoguang grew up in.

He was very open about his wishes, which he laid out in front of them, so that they knew what he was hoping for.

By spending time with them, individually and in groups, he was naturally trying to see how this would go, looking for the give and take to see if a relationship would be feasible and enjoyable for everyone concerned.

Thus, he took them and any chaperones they may have wanted, on outings like picnics.

Daomei's videos were a fairly good help, when it came to looking for places to go to. After all, he and Sun Jin traveled a fair bit while on Sun Jin's quest, and had taken quite a lot of good scenery.

With the flying sedans, carriages or palanquins, such trips tended to be quite breathtaking, as the ladies (and their chaperones) gazed out in wonder at the landscape below them, kept safe by railings and enchanted cords.

(With the flying boats though...those were definitely something else. Not suited for flimsy gauze or light summer drapery dresses at all.)

Enlai want to have his ultimate harmonious married life where everyone loves everyone equally and respect each other for who they are.

Enlai, go catch'em all!

ATDSVT
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Wei Jian had once been intended to be married off to a Junwang before the beizhi took her. She was one of the finest dancers in the capital, her hair often held up in a flowing waterfall, sparkling with hairpins, her gowns embroidered with brilliant birds on blues, or her favorite plum blossoms, brilliant crimson and white, her lips red as rose petals.

The beizhi had made her dance on hot coals, among other things.

She had been crippled by the time she was rescued. Her engagement had not been upheld.

Thanks to Enlai, she had been saved and her injuries tended. She could now dance again, as well as she used to. Naturally to her, he was as a god who had saved her in the worst hour of her life and like Mingyu and Mingzhu, she was very eager to marry him.

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Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSVT
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The thing was, in the West, where G came from, even supervillains apparently had standards.

You didn't get supervillains who tortured people with slow slicing, for one. Their version of the thousand cuts was exsanguination, cuts thin as paper cuts, literally causing their victims to bleed out rapidly and die from bloodloss. They didn't go around torturing people for information, that was what psionics were for; literally ripping information out or reading minds. That was what you had scry and fry for.

They didn't allow pedophilia, and heaven certainly wouldn't help the goddamn paedobear that targeted actual children instead of the people who went around childlike avatar skins.

The Western system had uplifted a forum that strictly stuck to the eighteen and above only forum rules.

True, they did go for the planetwide genocides, but whatever else could be said about them, they had standards.

The thing was, even the supervillains had actual, understandable reasons for their behavior.

You didn't get pointless sadists there, short of the NPCs made specifically to be torn down, because anyone stupid enough to go around tormenting their fellow players and torturing them was basically putting a massive target on their own backs, asking to be tortured and torn down in return.

Acting with less than a hundred percent adherence to the forum rules?

That Banhammer was going to go in deep and hard, and with no goddamn lubrication.

And if your mods didn't beat you to oblivion, your fellow players would hunt you down like the hounds of hell.

Between the players, the gms, the mods, and the Unholy, Eldritch Abominations that were Reaperman and Earthscorpion?

The West had been very, very well regulated.

The mods and admins were tyrants, yes. Despots, yes.

But a western mod didn't bother to cover up shit.

If a mod was going to goddamn come down upon this base earth to smite you, he was going to goddamn well come right down, full latin chanting, full ominous background music, all obliterators blazing and anima banner covering the fucking sky.

And he wouldn't make excuses for his behavior either.

He would just tell you where you fucked upand then ban you so hard your descendants to the fiftieth generation were going to feel the burn.

As it was above, so it was below.

As the mods did, so did the GMs. A proper Western Gm admitted to tyranny without even blinking, enforcing the forum rules with the ferocity that was in their nature.

Mandate of heaven?

Mandate of fucking Malfeas, you mean.

In the West, the appearance changed as the players saw fit, and it didn't matter whether someone looked monstrous, or had a non euclidean form- what mattered was what you did with your life.

Look at your life, look at your choices.

It wasn't like the whole 'cool and elegant, free and easy' righteous cultivators, hiding their blackbellied face bullshit.

In the West, it didn't matter if you called someone a motherfucker, or a bastard, or anything else for that matter. It didn't matter what you looked like or what race you were. What mattered was whether you lived by the forum rules.

You had a problem, you pvp-ed it out until you settled things.

You had a plan or a plot, you laid it out, and hashed things out with your fellow players.

You didn't go around backstabbing people in Game. Not if you didn't want to be blacklisted and set to spend the rest of your in and out of Game life getting pvp-ed and pk-ed by everyone you pissed off.

If a Western Player was going to help you, what you saw was what you got.

If a Western Player offered a straight up alliance, that was exactly how things would go.

Western players were direct, vicious, sharp and fast, but they were also reliable, loyal and principled.

You did not get a Western player who was going to wreck your shit after siding with you. It was all or nothing.

This was exactly why G had honestly admitted to hating the so called righteous cultivators of this world. He hated them, frankly, BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T REALLY RIGHTEOUS.

If they were going to go around wearing the title of 'Hero', godfucking damnit, they were supposed to be heroic! Anything less was an offense to the term 'righteous'!

When G had been among his own kind, he had been a card carrying villain because he wasn't the kind of man or woman who made excuses for shit!

"If I'm going to goddamn blow up a fucking planet, I'll own up to it. If I wreck someone's goddamn day, I'll own up to it. And if I'm going to goddamn loot, pillage and burn, I'll fucking own up to that too!"

Those words had been spoken during one of the defining moments recorded in G's past lives. Right before, "I DO WHAT I WANT!"

Of course... the context had been that he had been burning down an entire human trafficking ring and looting the slavers to the bones at the time.

The thing was, everything the Western players did had context.

For one, G's guild had pretty much specialized in wrecking entire territories once someone pushed their berserk buttons. That was why the guild's players were known to be card carrying Evil Overlords in the first place.

The vampire was an anarchic communist who had personal freedoms as his big thing. The Trap GM had gone around genderbending everyone and everything for the lolz and G? G and his tentacled (or bearded or metallic skeleton) BFF had been the Papist Inqisition.

The West didn't make for uniformity when you could look however you wanted, whenever you wanted and had complete control over your form.

Thirty players in the guild, and no two were exactly alike, with at least half being nonhumanoids, anywhere from beast-formed, to monstrous to mechanoids.

Thirty players who worked side by side and treated each other like siblings.

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The start of G's past being told to his sweetheart & buns

Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSVT- A Thousand and One Nights
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Gentle fingers brushing his hair away from his face, tucking strands behind his ears, warm arms to hold him close, a kind, soothing voice and the press of soft lips onto his forehead.

Luo Binghe was warm and comfortable, feeling treasured and well loved.

This..the last time he had felt this much affection poured out upon him was when he had been a child too, then in the arms of his foster mother. Those years of childhood had been fleeting and short, but he remembered them deeply, missed her even to this day.

Even when he had no food, even when he had been hungry and cold, he at least had his foster mother's love.

Those years had passed so fast, leaving him grasping. The worst had been that he had never been able to give his mother all the things he had wanted to give her. Now that he was strong, she was long gone.

When she had been alive, he had barely been able to get her food and medicine, barely been able to care for her the way she had cared for him. She had slipped through his fingers as all good things seemed to slip through his fingers.

When he had been an adult, women had sought him out, had 'loved' him and admired him, but the way they felt about him...they 'loved' him because they saw him as a hero. As an incredibly strong, elegant, handsome man with a smooth, polished manner.

If so, what did they 'love'? Did they even love 'him' or was it just what they thought he was?

He knew that Sha Hualing, for one, was obsessively desiring his attention, but she didn't know 'him'. She just thought she did.

Would she even have been so greedy towards him, would she have fought so hard just to have his children and want him as a person if she really knew what he was like under the facade?

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He had gained Liu Mingyan's attention and desire when she saw how strong and skilled he was in battle against demons when the peak had been invaded by Sha Hualing, and held it by helping her get her vengeance on...on the Shen Qingqiu who had made his life hell. Two birds with one stone; he had gained the beauty's 'love' and desire while ridding himself of an enemy.

He had gained Wanrong and Wanyue by helping them in the Jue Di Gorge during the immortal alliance conference. They and the others had followed him because he had saved their lives.

If it wasn't for his 'heroic' actions, would they even have 'loved' him?

Ning Yingying, he had also saved time after time, promising to make himself strong so he could keep her safe. And before that, she had liked him because of his looks.

Wasn't it then his looks and strength that she also desired from him?

If so, what other than his strength, his skills, his techniques and his 'free and elegant', 'smooth and polished' demeanor did people love about him?

He had saved so many lives and been praised for those. Such a reputation he had.

He had ruined that Shen Qingqiu's reputation but where all the others had abandoned that Qingqiu, that Yue Qingyuan had still stayed by his side even when that Shen Qingqiu had nothing left to offer. Had died trying to save him.

If that had happened to him and he lost his reputation, his wealth, his power and his looks, would anyone still stay by his side? Would anyone still try to save him if that had happened to him?

Now, here he was again, small and helpless imprisoned in the weak body of a child, and even if he didn't like it, it was worth it to be held like this.

To be loved again. Not because of what he was capable of giving or what he was capable of doing, but because... because he was loved. An affection that wasn't rooted in anything Shizun could gain from him, or in anything he could hope to gain.

Shizun loved him now, just as he was, and asked nothing from him.

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The problem was, Luo Binghe needed people to need him. He needed people to want him. He needed those around him, especially those he cared for, to crave his presence, to desire him.

Sha Hualing's very obsessiveness towards him made her valuable to him. The more she fought the other women in his harem for him, the more wanted and desired he felt. That...was why he didn't really interfere with the struggles in the harem. Because the more they fought, meant the more they wanted him. They were fighting over him, fighting for him,because they wanted him. Because he was valuable and important.

He knew it was an obsession of his, knew that being wanted and needed by those around him provided meaning to his life. Being desirable, being desired made him important, made him special, gave meaning to his life and a reason to keep going.

His parents hadn't wanted him. His father hadn't wanted him. His mother had wanted his father, not him. Shen Qingqiu hadn't wanted him. Yue Qingyuan had put Shen Qingqiu first; Luo Binghe had been but an afterthought until he was too strong to suppress.

Everyone other than his foster mother had wanted something from him.

His harem wanted sex. They called it love but what it was, was really sex and attention, fine things and physical pleasure.

Luo Binghe had come to understand that that was what most people wanted from him.

What Luo Binghe needed, for himself, was for everyone whom he cared for or wanted to want him and need him in some way in return, so that they would never leave him.

That...that was part of why he liked sex so much. It felt good, it made him feel he was good, gave him control over others, over himself.

***
Shizun didn't want the adult Luo Binghe. He didn't want to touch him, didn't want to be near him.

Shizun....Shizun was the one person who Luo Binghe wanted to be with, who didn't want Luo Binghe back. Not as an adult.

As a child, Shizun loved him. As a child, Shizun treasured him. There was literally no way he could doubt that, not after Shizun had protected him this many times.

As a child, Luo Binghe had nothing he could give him to make sure he would continue to love him, continue to stay by his side, but he stayed anyway.

But as an adult... As an adult, Luo Binghe could offer Shizun the world. He could offer Shizun all the luxuries of the world, all the physical pleasures he could think of...But as an adult, Shizun wanted nothing from Luo Binghe.

No, that wasn't completely accurate.

As an adult, Shizun wanted to be as far from Luo Binghe as possible, and Luo Binghe couldn't accept it.

***
Actually, he had thought...Maybe Shizun just didn't like sex.

But he'd been proven horribly wrong when he had caught sight of Shizun with Yue Qingyuan in one of those dreams.

That....that was when he learned what making love was supposed to mean, because there was really no other way to describe how Shizun was with Yue Qingyuan.

Shizun caressed Yue Qingyuan tenderly, kissed him lovingly, held him close, snuggled against him.

Shizun stroked and touched every part of Yue Qingyuan's body as if every part of him was perfect, flawless, precious beyond anything Luo Binghe had ever known.

Shizun coaxed Yue Qingyuan into ecstasy over and over again, taking his own pleasure from Yue's comfort and pleasure. He lavished attention on Yue Qingyuan as if he was the only person in the world, pressed fervent kisses to his skin, completely lost in Yue Qingyuan's embrace, all dignity forgotten.

Shizun was an eager, considerate, careful, gentle, tender, affectionate and intensely focused lover whose greatest joy was his partner's ecstasy.

Shizun....Shizun liked sex. Shizun liked sex as much as he did. Shizun.... just didn't want to have sex with Luo Binghe.

***
It hurt Luo Binghe to see it.

To see that Shizun was completely devoting everything to Yue Qingyuan in a way he refused to share with Luo Binghe.

A part of him wanted to hurt Shizun for not giving him that, not...not giving him everything. Another part of him wanted to wail and beg and demand to know why Shizun couldn't love him that way. Why Shizun couldn't touch him like that, couldn't give him that love, that lovemaking, that complete attention.

The rest of him wanted to peel them apart, rip Yue Qingyuan away and throw him far away from Shizun, because.... because he wanted Shizun to love him like that.

Because he wanted Shizun to look at him like that always, not just when he was a child.

He wanted to be treasured like that, but Shizun gave it to Yue.... It was just as when he had seen that Yue Qingyuan had given that devotion to that Shen Qingqiu.

It was like he was out in the cold again. Like he wasn't good enough, not important enough, not precious enough, not...not wanted enough... because... because Shizun wanted Yue, not him. Shizun was attracted to Yue, not him. Shizun treasured Yue, not him.

Sex was a means of control, something he had been able to hold over anyone, to make them want him, make them stay with him... But the sex he had seen between Shizun and Yue Qingyuan had been more than that.

And Shizun... Shizun didn't want to have sex with Luo Binghe. Shizun didn't want to touch Binghe like that.

Shizun wasn't willing to touch him like that.

Shizun wasn't willing to let Luo Binghe touch him like that.

Shizun didn't want him.

***

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Luo Bing-ge, you deserved to revel in endless remorse for torturing our beloved G's Shen Qingqiu! Die, for all I care. Regret it, for you shall never be given a second chance to redo all your past mistakes. Feel the pain of longing amidst blithe happiness trapped inside your guttersnipe, ragamuffin, tatterdemalion, waif self!

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Candy.

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ATDSVT: The B Side- 1001 Nights
*
Three hundred and sixty five places they had been together. Three hundred and sixty five times he had been carried, through fiery, obsidian strewn canyons, through icy wastelands with treacherous waters. Through deserts with cacti and giant vipers, through jungles with man eating plants.

And now this.

Once again, Shizun was injured because he had been protecting him. His left arm had been broken, the bone partially crushed. It was held together with vines, the flesh itself black with infection from those monstrous creatures' venom and was a gruesome sight. Just looking at it made Luo Binghe nauseous.

One leg too, had been bitten and was black with infection, supported by vines. They were woven into the very flesh itself- the one good thing about the beasts, Shizun had said, was that their poison made one numb.

It wasn't helping to look at it.. To see the vines moving to manipulate the broken limbs in place of bones and ruined nerves.

Luo Binghe himself, once again sealed in the shape of a child, this time was unable to access his spiritual powers. Useless.

Once before he had to watch someone he cared for, die, because he was powerless.

And now, it looked as if that would happen again. And there was nothing he could do, except cling to Shizun as he was carried, his eyes burning with tears that dripped uselessly down his cheeks.

No. No. This was not fair!
He'd torn those arms so many times himself, out of anger, out of jealousy, and yet they kept saving him.

He'd ripped off those legs over and over to make sure Shizun never ran from him, but those legs brought him back.

Did one year's worth of encounters, of such care and loyalty, such kindness and protectiveness outweigh five years of misery and abuse?

One year of shared meals, of bandaged injuries, of warm embraces, did they outweigh five of bitter beatings, starvation and bullying?

Why had he been hurt then but not now?

Viper bites and poison stings, claw wounds and fang bites... over the time they had been together the monsters had grown worse and worse. More and more numerous. The damage worse and worse.

And now this... A monstrous catacomb full of something Shizun called plague undead but were nothing like the Jiang Shi or undead that Luo Binghe was familiar with.

Himself unable to fight back, only carried in Shizun's good arm as Shizun did his best to avoid the traps.

Poison arrow traps, pit traps with spears, flyin darts, acid pits... the seemingly endless stone niches with their hidden snakelike winged monstrosities, the bipedal no longer humanoid slimy beings that Shizun called draugr, created from drowned men..

If Shizun died, Luo Binghe would not last long and he knew it.

Shizun's voice was bitter, as he seemingly spoke to thin air. "I know what I'm being punished for, but what the hell did this kid ever do to you to deserve this shit?! He's just a kid!"

What.

What was Shizun speaking to...?

To Luo Binghe's great surprise, an alien voice, like metal and ash, sepulchral and cold resonated through the cold tunnels, seemingly out of nowhere replied to his indignant Shizun with four chilling words.
[You care too much.]

"What the hell's that supposed to mean?!" Shizun demanded, clearly enraged by this inadequate reply. "You cryptic sonobabitch, give me a damn answer!"

But the voice did not return. With no other recourse, Shizun ran for their lives, still carrying him, trying to find an exit.

Five times the winged creatures flew out, not merely one by one, but in groups.

Four times Shizun blew them to gore but the fifth, ah, the fifth group aimed for Luo Binghe.

He had squeezed his eyes shut, afraid of the pain, but felt nothing. When he opened them, his master was bleeding from another bite and extricating the cresture's decapitated head from his flesh.

The wizened, skull like head with its lamprey maw and its myriad fangs, falls to the ground, twitching.

He had been shielded. Again. Again. Why was it that he was kept safe with such devotion here and not treasured then? Why was he so kind here and never before, there? Why was.. why was he...

Why was it Shizun fled from him as an adult, hated him when he had been his student, but loved him as the child?

What had gone wrong with him...?

He knew. He knew. All those times he had hurt Shizun when he could not run fast enough to escape. All those times...He could not lie to himself.

Something was wrong, with him. Not... not this Shizun, but him.

After seemingly countless dead ends. After barely missing an acid pit, the end was in sight. It was a teleport formation.

But as they turned the corner, and Shizun ran with all the might he had left, the plague undead caught their scent. The monsters quickly took up the chase.

As they were sliding past them, Luo Binghe thought that they would soon be free.

But his hopes were dashed at the last minute.

There was a tentacled thing in an alcove, almost to the teleport formation.

It caught hold of Shizun's ankle dragging them both.

If Shizun put him down, he could blast the thing's tentacles off. He had one good arm left and Luo Binghe was carried in it.

He could get away, but Luo Binghe might die. That creature might take him instead.

With no options and little time left, Luo Binghe saw his master's jaw tighten as he made his decision.

The last thing Luo Binghe sees as he is freed from this nightmare, is Shizun.

Shizun who throws him into the teleport formation even as he is pulled back by the mawed tentacle beast.

Shizun, whose torso and legs are crushed to a gory, black, pink and red pulp, bone splinters gleaming white in the cold light, ruined by a crushing stone block that rises and falls like an executioner's sword.

Luo Binghe awoke screaming.
***

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Scream. SCREAM.

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Candy

*ATDSVT: The B Side-1001 Nights
*

In general, waking up from one of those dreams when he was being cuddled by Shizun as a child or even as a small dog tended to leave Luo Binghe in a very good mood.

Well, mostly a very good mood. Luo Binghe never liked being a dog and those dreams always started off with a certain bastard with wings being cursed out.

This time he had fortunately not been a dog. As a four year old child, he had clung, pouting, to his Shizun all throughout the day, refusing to be separated from him, seated himself in his warm lap and traced letters onto paper as Shizun had taught him writing...which he already knew.

Faking being a child was tedious, pretending he didn't know things and was just learning them was boring, but being cuddled and praised was sweet and negated every bit of that boredom and tedium.

He hated it when the people in those dreams had been looking at his Shizun too closely for his liking.

Bad enough that Luo Binghe now knew that he had fucked up their initial interactions, ruined their first year of meetings and left Shizun so utterly terrified of his adult self to the point that he avoided him as much as possible; he didn't need any competition for Shizun's attention when he was a child, too.

Luo Binghe hadn't liked the loss of Shizun's attention at all. Fortunately for his temper, Shizun had only laughed at his sulkiness last night and kissed his cheeks more often, rubbing his back.

Mmm, Shizun cuddles. Even now he just wanted to go back to bed and look for him.

Sticking his hand under his pillow, though, gained him quite a surprise.

Clay figurines.

Very familiar clay figurines. Just big enough for a child of three to play with, without being able to swallow them- figurines that were a year old at least.

His heart beating madly, he reached out to sense the qi inside.

Ah, it was familiar. So familiar. So warm. That qi was so recognizable, so filled with affection. His eyes itched and soon were damp. Warmth flooded him.

Did... did this mean that person was real?

Real like the other Shen Qingqiu who loved his counterpart? The Shen Qingqiu who he had met, held, touched and almost managed to claim?

It had been bitter to him, unacceptable to him that the other Shen Qingqiu had cared for his counterpart while the Shen Qingqiu he had first known had not been like that for him.

But.. these toys changed things.

Was his Shizun, the Shizun who treasured him as that child in the dreams at night.. was he out there? Could he claim him, bring him home?

But... But that Shizun was so frightened of his adult form. He had to find some way to undo that first. Some way to soothe him and coax him and make Shizun love him.

There had to be some kind of option, some kind of method that would put him at ease.

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Aaaih. That scene where Bing-ge sees G with Yue, that's just so sad. Poor Bing-ge.
But you need to pay back what you've done to G! And it ain't cheap!
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Payback a hundredfold of debt, with interests!

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Nothing about G is cheap.
Pfffft, no one came up with a G/Yue ship name yet, I wonder why.
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Because their's sacred?

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Candy.

ATDSVT
***
The Pavilion of Past Lives was one of those incredibly rare, valuable Qi Artifacts that was known throughout the world, one that was too big to uproot and too valuable to even try to, because of the possible damage.

It was the pride and joy of the Empire and its Imperial Family, throughout all the dynasties of the past, said to have been built by The Yellow Emperor himself before he ascended to divinity. Its ability to show the past lives of all the people who entered it had made it the most well attended, treasured artifact in the Empire... because it was the most entertaining ...and the most scandalous.

People still gossiped about the Wang Fei whose past life was that of a fishmonger's wife, behind her back, for instance.

That Wang Fei had prided herself upon her scholarly air and lineage of a well known scholarly family. She had looked down on her sisters in law, seeing them as inferior.

Walking the Pavilion had thrown all her pride into the sewer. To this day, the entire city laughed at her behind her back.

Her husband had hated everything about her when she had been bestowed upon him but only when she walked the Pavilion did he finally know why she was so unsatisfactory when compared to his elder brother's wife.

His elder brother's wife, you see, had been a virtuous court dancer who had prevented a war in her past life by coaxing two diplomats into smoothing over an argument.

While she, the scholarly Wang Fei of impeccable lineage?

She had been a fishmonger's wife, loud and strident, and prone to throwing tantrums, all traits she had retained in this life, which her husband now took as a reason to break their marriage and divorce her for, citing continual disrespect towards her in laws and sending her back to her family with every evidence of relief now that he had an excuse to do so.

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Is it some ceremonial event that is mandatory to be seen by all, gathering around the Pavilion of Past Lives?

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...He will never be little LBH-chibi. Never.
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LBH-chibi is G's precious little bun. It can not be marred by Luo Bing-ge's dirty soul. Ever.

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Candy.

ATDSVT
***
What could you call a completely platonic relationship that lasted for literally multiple lifetimes?

What could you call a friendship, a brotherhood that lasted not merely one life, but myriad lives, one after the other?

What did you call the kind of relationship with its own in jokes, several of which came from long ago lives, but were still so current between them that Shizun tended to collapse in laughter, reduced to clutching at his friend and wheezing like a small, trapped kitten?

What kind of relationship could encompass a friendship where it didn't matter what the body looked like or what species it was, both people still called each other brother?

The thing is, while people knew the god in the moon set up people's love lives, tying them together with red strings, and people knew that one's blessings in this life came from the karmic merits of one's past lives, while it was known that one's relationships from a past life could follow one to the present, often in the forms of love affairs spoken about in romances...

No one had ever seen this in actual, visible action before.

Not until now.

And certainly no one had ever seen or believed that anything could happen like this.
***
TBC-this is going to be really. Really. LONG.

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Candy.

ATDSVT- Past to Present
***
The walls of the citadel were of crumbling stone. The floors of the building were grungy tile, in the distance one could see through the window several other buildings surrounded by those stone walls and ramparts. Further, smoke, flames and a seemingly endless sea of crawling, shambling corpses.

This... this single citadel was the last bastion of civilization.

An exhausted group of people of various species, creatures that may or may not have been animals of some sort, metal creations and beast-men entered the citadel, with the clearly shellshocked humans they had rescued from the shambling corpses. They were outnumbered almost a thousand to one.

A group of people and creatures now approached to check on the rescued humans, and give them medical assistance.

Soon a multitude of humans and sixty beings of very different species were seated on the grungy floor of what any westerner would have recognized as a high school building.

In a makeshift kitchen that used to be the home economics room, a pig, a duck and a chicken were all roasting on a spit, rice was in the bowls and soup was being cooked in a massive metal drum, among other foods.

In the corridor, a hero clad in red and blue with a crimson cape and golden sigil on his well muscled chest, was with what was very clearly a black and red clad demonic cultivator with glowing golden eyes, two very visibly righteous cultivators clad in brown and beige, a floating green serpent wearing a raggedy black hat and cape, a handlebar mustache, a glass monocle and a floating pink cat with an incredibly long tail, all very obviously drunk, if the many bottles in front of them were any indication.

Shizun.. because that was definitely Shizun's gentle gaze in the startlingly beautiful, purple-haired, almost-silvery-blue skinned female healer's sapphire eyes... patted the hero's back.

The hero in crimson had obviously been weeping, as he confided that his girl had dumped him.

"She doesn't deserve you, Kal." Shizun told him gently. "There are millions of other fish in the ocean, and plenty of people who will love you for who you are. People who will know what you are worth. People who will be right for you."

The hero hiccuped. "But....But what if there isn't anyone else right for me?"

"Kal," Shizun told him,"...That is impossible. There will be someone meant for you out there. You may not meet them this day, but you'll definitely find someone to love later on. Someone better than that girl."

"T-Thanks, 'Ji', I needed to hear that." The hero scrubbed his face.

"No problem." Ji scruffed his hair.

"Thanks for the booze too." The hero sniffed, "I needed that."

"Everyone was in need of the booze, we're up to kick zombie ass again tomorrow." Ji grinned. "Since we're having a sleepover, who's up for Karaoke?"

It turned out a lot of people were up for 'karaoke'. And Karaoke was apparently a sing along.

The hero in crimson was soon singing at the top of his lungs, with his compatriots joining in at various points of the song, "My mama don't like you and she likes everyone.

I just held out, 'cause I hate t'admit when I was wrong~

I just got caught up in my job, didn't see what's goin on, and now, I know...

I'm better sleepin on my own~!"

And everyone was belting out the chorus, from the small pink cat to the massive metal warrior, "AND IF YOU LIKE. THE WAY. YA LOOK THAT MUCH. THEN HONEY, YOU SHOULD GO AND LOVE YOURSELF! AND IF YOU THINK. THAT I'M STILL HOLDING ON TO SOMETHING, YOU SHOULD GO AND LOVE YOURSELF!"

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Candy.

ATDSVT-Past to Present
***
One of the factors that was apparently universal was Shizun's affinity for plants. Another was his tendency to build. Fortifications, facilities, farms.. Shizun's inherent inclination was to create and provide.

In the past life with the shambling corpses that threatened humanity, Shizun had quickly set up gardens and fishponds, livestock habitats to grow food, medicinal plants and fungi, spices and everything else necessary to keep the human settlement going with a select group including a dark haired, pale skinned lady by the name of 'Hecate', a young man with brown hair and a crimson cloak by the name of 'Midgard', a black skinned, golden eyed, white haired female called 'Auk', the serpent with the mustache who called himself 'Umbrae', a slim androgynous boy? named 'Trap', a reptilian being named 'Cyrus' and a bald fellow with pointed ears and extensive tattoos named 'Cyan'.

She had rescued people side by side with the bandage wrapped, wizened, emaciated and gold-clad sepulchral voiced being that called himself 'Necron', who wielded an eldritch staff and curved blade, the beautiful, seductive demon by the name of 'Ophidian' and the hero 'Kal'.

She was the healer. They were the heavy hitters. She healed them and patched up the rescued people, they watched her back and kept her from getting murdered by the shamblers.

It was very obvious that 'Necron', 'Hecate', 'Cyrus', 'Auk' and 'Trap' were the people Shizun trusted and worked with the most, and it was equally obvious that 'Trap' was rather quickly smitten with a lean albino young man with glowing golden eyes by the name of 'All-Seer'. The two had started out with a discussion of some obscure thing called 'comics' and were soon as thick as thieves together.

In the next life, a world full of greenery with isolated groups of humans where their group of sixty was once again finding themselves together, Shizun's new body had pointed ears, eyes the green of spring leaves, hair the golden red of fire and a very very curvaceous frame that would put the reknowned Yang Gueifei to shame.

In this world, some of them were stranded with that life's families; others were orphaned. There must have been thousands of people of different species, and not all of them had homes.

It was clearly a wilderness out there, with horned, spiked, feathered reptiles aplenty and massive beasts to boot. Once the others woke up and had a good look around, leaders rose up among the group and they quickly agreed the best idea was colonization. Shizun quickly took charge of working with the massive knight 'LordofFire', the shrewd redhaired 'Jackinati', and the now golden haired and pale skinned, very tall and most importantly very MALE 'Auk', quickly setting up facilities for food supplies, farms, fishponds, parks, orchards and the like as well as building more residences.

'Hecate' who was now a maiden of metal, the unnaturally pale, black clad, darkhaired 'Sideways' and 'All-Seer' who was currently a slim, lithe felinoid currently quickly took charge of setting up the medical wards and hospital, while the now female blue-haired and blue eyed 'Midgard', the short, wide shouldered, heavily muscled and solidly built, red bearded 'Necron', the unnaturally thin masked man known as 'Gideon' and the now white haired, golden eyed and startlingly female 'Cyan' all worked together on scouting their surroundings, setting up defenses and industrial facilities, assembling weapons and fortifications.

In this life, the speed with which 'Trap' and 'All-Seer' quickly moved in together and started cohabiting was startling to any viewer, while Shizun quickly offered lodgings and supplies to 'Kal', 'Necron', 'Auk' and 'Cyrus' with the words, "My home is your home."

Shizun was one of the 'maids of honor' at 'Trap' and 'All-Seer's first wedding. 'Necron', wearing a strange white and gold hat, officiated the ceremony.

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Candy.

ATDSVT
***
The third life had both Shizun and 'Hecate' as male. To be precise, massive, heroically built, male generals of massive armies, whose armors were brightly color coded, whose faces held the noble beauty one saw in the statues of the gods.

'Necron' was also male, equally spectacular and wore a monocle with a well cared for mustache.

....'Necron' and Shizun made a lot of dramatic entrances, barging in to conquer various countries in pitched battles and outflanking enemy armies while both wearing copies of the strange white and gold hat that 'Necron' had officiated the wedding in, during their past life.

"NOBODY EXPECTS THE INQUISITION! Our chief weapons are fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency and a fanatical devotion to the Emperor!"

....In the background, one could generally see their 'brothers' and the Emperor they served covering their faces with their hands.

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Candy!

ATDSVT-Past to Present
***
Even during the first life, Shizun had been immediately recognizable to those who knew him. His students, for one. Yue Qingyuan for another. The moment he smiled, he was immediately known, even though his past lives, the first two seen, had been female.

As a woman, Shizun walked like she knew her own worth, she didn't take mincing delicate steps nor did she express shyness. As a woman, Shizun walked with the grace and innate pride of noble blood, to be precise... she walked with the kind of sway that riveted male gazes to her form, back straight, chin up.

By the third life it had become brutally obvious that no matter how strangely short, or startlingly tall, these people... Shizun's people... were all startlingly beautiful, each in their own way.

Well, those of them who looked human. Even the nonhumans had an alien fascination about them, an elegance that was in even the most strange being. Even the small rat-beastkin form had an odd grace and elegance in its shape and movement.

They were literally living works of art.

By the third life, it had also become startlingly obvious that these were recurring people. Not merely recurring... Reincarnating. Consistently. Reincarnating. While their bodies were always different, some things, mannerisms, expressions were constant.

Sixty people kept reincarnating consistently, though the full number of reincarnators was apparently a hundred.

By the fourth life it was obvious that most often Shizun could be seen with the same nineteen 'brothers' and 'sisters' over and over.

Shizun of course, was always heartbreakingly beautiful, and unlike some of his kin, he consistently was 'human' in shape.

'LordofFire', 'SnakeGod', 'Stormy' and several others had also been reincarnated as general-brothers in service to the same Emperor in this lifetime. In truth, since the numbers of reincarnators varied, in the third life, there were only twenty one of the normal sixty reincarnators represented.

***
In one of the few lives that all the reincarnators could be found together, Shizun had been an elven princess who had led her people through an icy wasteland, to get to a promised land on the other side, one of the elven tribe's royal family's many members.

'Trap' had also been a princess, and Shizun's aunt. 'Cyan' had been one of that family's princes, a cousin of theirs, 'Artemis' had been a female elemental who had helped them across. 'Auk' had been a forest elf weaponsmaster.

'All Seer' had been an elemental who had helped them settle into the promised land, 'AlPharazir' had been a human mariner king whose people sought alliance with the elven tribe,

Becerril had been a human married to a forest elf, Kender and a Hobbit respectively, negotiating alliances between their tribes and the newcomers, and 'Necron' had been a dwarf king of an established kingdom, who had negotiated an alliance between his kingdom and Shizun's.

AncientFox had been an elemental who had married a human wife and an elven wife from the mariner's tribe and Shizun's own people, throwing his lot in with them without a qualm.

Umbrae, StalkerNight and Masaki had been from different human forest tribes, and had been exceptional hunters.

Silvan had been a forest elf tribal noble. Portal had been, as could be expected, a human mariner. Mat had been a human shipbuilder and his partner.

Squiddy had been a human mariner.
Blue had been a human forester.
BrokenBow had been a forest elf archer.

Cyrus, Ophidian, and ElderSoul had been human nobles from an established nation.

Insanegod had been a human merchant, PinoySB had been a human archer. Seraph had been a female human noble. Gideon had been a captain of the guard. Gandhi had been an artificer. Omnisattelite and Gryphon had been knights. Prophet and Lythal had both been artificers. Sum had been a human mariner and captain of a sailing vessel.

Windstorm, DuctTape, ArmoredWyrm, Raptorial and EmeraldDelta had been mercenaries. Sandman, Marquis, Facehugger, Shapeshifter, Roboninja, Gladius had all been human commanders, each with troops.

Bloody, Lana, Anemone had all been noble human ladies. LazyCat had been a human merchant.

Professor, SV and KingofBooks had been scholars of note. Fellblade and WorldEnder had both been weaponsmasters. Sideways had been an elemental, Velsp had been a shapeshifter. Dakka, Mecha, Dawn, Blacklock, Dimension, DivineDevil had all been guardsmen. GibbousLuna and Academic had both been teachers. KalEl, and Kerosene had both been knights. ImperialPeace, Kov had been paladins. Mew, Whee,Chas,Dei had been hunters and beastkin, Merlyn, HammerCruiser, Compiler and Crowbar had been kender artificers.

Dusk and Ghost had been human cavaliers, Fitzgerald and Forge had been smiths, Scryer had been a human forester, Stormy had been a paladin and Hecate had been a female elemental.

Drakon and Phoenix had been human nobles from a merchant city. HK had been a forest elf archer.

Midgard had been a human tribal leader, and female to boot. What had been a female elemental.

Rekt,Lance,Jackinati and BlueEagle had been human knights of a third human nation. LordofFire, LastPrimarch, SnakeGod, SoloFury, AngelKnight and BestPaladin had been paladins serving under a different deity.

These people were quickly mired in what would be known as the Wars of Wrath, their respective groups and nations fighting side by side as an alliance of 'goodly races' against monstrous beings called 'uruks', 'balrogs', 'dragons', 'werebeasts'... among other things.

***
During the life wherein Shizun was an elven princess and eventually Queen, she had set up an alliance with Necron's Dwarven nation.

They fought side by side for LITERALLY CENTURIES. It wasn't unusual to hear Necron's people's voices raised in their customary battlecries of "BARUK KHAZAD. KHAZAD AI-MENU!", followed by the calls of elven archers who were firing into the ranks of their enemies.

It was in fact a great shock to Shang Bo, who had learned the use of axes of all kinds, to learn that the axe techniques he was using...were 'Necron's.

While those of Heiying's polearm techniques that had come from Shizun instead of his family were also the same polearm techniques used by the elves of that past life.

When they were in their final battle, when he was old and grey and she was still young and vibrant as the elves were...he said, "You know, you could take your people home. You've got millions of years ahead of you. You don't have to stay."

Shizun's answer was "Fuck that, I'm not leaving you."

"I'm old and I'm going to die anyway, I'm a crotchety old bastard at the end of my lifespan... but you don't have to. You'll regret it if you stay."

"Bro." Shizun had smiled at him, warm and amused. "Bro, I regret NOTHING."

They both died at the hands of flame demons called balrogs and their corpses were retrieved by their heirs who buried them together and built a massive paired statue of them. Together. Standing as they used to, with Necron's shield raised, his axe on its downward swing and Shizun's spear stabbing forward.

Because of reasons.

During the fifth life, it became glaringly obvious that Becerril always, invariably found and married his three beloveds. AncientFox always, unerringly married his two spouses.

These had quickly become ludicrously obvious- where one arrived, they would often wait for the others and the moment their spouses arrived, were found as reincarnations, they got married.

After Trap had married AlPharazir and AllSeer the first time, they fell into the same pattern. Where one was, the other two would also be.

InsaneGod, Prophet, What and Silvan were also practically inseperable, often going in as a four-person raid group.

Shizun was most often around Auk, Artemis, Sum, LordofFire, Rekt, Cyrus, Cyan, Necron, Hecate, Ophidian, All Seer, AlPharazir, Trap, Stormy, Midgard and KalEl, though his actual six-person raid group always had 'Auk', 'Midgard', 'Cyrus', 'Necron' and 'Stormy'.

Stormy and KalEl were clearly the 'younger brothers' of the group. Midgard was the one most often caught facepalming in the background while the others were pulling shenanigans.

Where Trap went, AllSeer and AlPharazir would immediately follow, so even though they were in the larger raid group, they often worked as an autonomous unit.

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Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSV-Past to Present-Yue
***
Shen Qingqiu had once told Yue Qingyuan that the most stable marriages he had ever seen had been in threes. He had mentioned that three of his raid group members had married each other. He had also looked confused and frustrated when he had been told about dao partners, and the strictures about dual cultivating, because to Qingqiu, they had made no sense. At all.

Yue Qingyuan had thought Qingqiu had been taken advantage of, because of that and certain other statements that had confused him. He had thought Shen Qingqiu had been propositioned... among other things, because Qingqiu had a clear delineation. Sex was sex, love was love, marriage was marriage and energy sharing was energy sharing. The fact was, sharing energy in any activity whatsoever was... just energy sharing to Qingqiu. It wasn't 'special', apparently, from what Yue Qingyuan had gathered.

Well, now he was getting an eyeful and it was becoming startlingly clear why Qingqiu didn't put importance on dual cultivation strictures or energy sharing strictures.

Qingqiu had told the truth. His people married in groups. More to the point, these people made clear delineations. Sharing energy was, to Yue Qingyuan's shock, something that people in Qingqiu's past lives did with their friends, family, children and spouses.

Sex was apparently something done for enjoyment as well, not as a binding thing.

FRIENDS of any gender or species had sex with no strings attached, if what some of these people got up to was an indication.

Marriage on the other hand...There were two kinds of 'marriages'. One was a stipulated-time-limit political and economic contract, and the other was a multiple lifetime, permanent bond.

People were very clear about what kind of marriage they were entering. A timelimited economic or political marriage lasted only the specified, written amount of time on the contract, though such things could be renewed and recontracted if such things were wanted, with the assistance of a judge.

The other, rarer but highly sought after kind, the permanent marriages, spanned not merely one lifetime but multiple lifetimes. It was actually apparently normal for one member of a triad or quartet to wait for the others to reincarnate and then no matter what gender or species, they... just got re-married. Again. Right there.

The kind of loyalty that it would take for such a thing, the ability to immediately recognize one's spouse, was mindboggling.

Qingqiu, by his own admission, had plenty of children, and those children began showing up around the seventh lifetime...but no known permanent spouse, nor lover ever showed up in the Pavilion. It was utterly baffling.

If anything, it was even more confusing that so many of Qingqiu's children had gotten married, but Qingqiu himself had not, to the point that Qingqiu's friends had taken to offering him concubines in various lifetimes specifically because they were worried that he would be alone, while the rest of them had paired or grouped up.

People in raid groups and raid parties had specific roles. There were the tanks who were living shields and heavy hitters. There were rangers, scouts and thieves who handled traps, collected loot and scouted.

There were Healers and Spellcasters, the former being what kept his fellows alive when they were injured, damaged or poisoned and the latter being the equivalent of glass cannons, with powerful spells but requiring the tanks, rangers, scouts and thieves to keep them alive between spells. There were long range combatants like, say, archers who counted as long range artillery along with the spellcasters. And there were close up fighters who worked with tanks to keep their long range projectile users, their healers and spellcasters from being killed.

It wasn't unusual for party members or raid group members to marry each other in groups, no less.

After all, your party member was often the person you entrusted your life to.

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CANDY.

ATDSVT-Past to Present
***
The energy bolts were flying, robots were coming this way, in entire detachments.

AlPharazir was deflecting the bolts with his blue blade of light in a stunning display of swordsmanship.
"You. Shall. Not. Pass!"

It would have been much more intimidating if he hadn't been a small, bearlike creature with a high, squeaky voice at the time.

Behind him, Trap who was resplendent in a slim, androgynous and short purple scaled and leaf green eyed clad in what was little more than a gothic lolita corset and lace edged gauze bloomers and All Seer who was tattoed in crimson and black wearing imposing sith robes were wielding their respective purple and red blades to cover his blind spots.
"HANA, YOU GUYS BETTER HURRY!"

Orange skinned, golden slit eyed and pale haired Hana was cursing a blue streak in Huttese with a slight accent and wielding a sonic screwdriver on the nearest console to try to make the metal door slide open so they could make a run for it, her elegant forehead ridges scrunching up with more worry than usual. "Come on, you useless piece of bantha-crap, opeeeeen uuuuuup!

Her two female partners, an insectoid female with a spectacular figure and a busty purple lady with enticing orange-golden eyes and tentacle fronds instead of hair were busy transferring data into drives.

"Smuggle energon cubes, you said!" grumbling was soon heard, and the sound of pattering tiny feet, skidding down the hallway. "The Seperatist Cybertonians will be grateful, you said! Profitable, this is not!" The tiny green.... creature... with the wide ears, clad in a snazzy purple coat with a wide brimmed hat embellished in rainbow feathers was lifting a massive sack without apparent effort. "Lucky you are, that this way I was coming or rancor food you would have been!"

"Look, how was I to know that the eezo traders had already gotten to them first?!" demanded his sexy purple striped, blue skinned partner, clad in leather and straps, as she shot down droids left and right. She must have been thrice his size, and was carrying a vast array of what was obviously weaponry. Well, that and more shining jewels than you could shake a stick at. "It's not like I run into Elcors every day, you know!"

"Bait, you are, Silvan! Too sexy for your own good!" lamented her green skinned fellow, as he beat a set of droids to pieces with his shiny pimp cane. "Lucky you are, that love you like a sister, I do! Never forgiven shall I be! Disowned by Cousin Yoda, we shall be!"

"IF WE LIVE THROUGH THIS, I WANT TO RETIRE TO CORELLIA AND DRINK PAN GALACTIC GARGLE BLASTERS UNTIL I PUKE!" A gorgeous, red haired, blue skinned and antennaed woman yelled, as she dove through the chute, with what looked to be some rare cultural artifacts in hand.

"Less squabbling and more looting, guys!"came the call as Becerril came down, narrowly dodging a pipe. He was currently a bald, greyish skinned creature, clad in bright blue and green. His blue skinned, tentacled lovely asari wife was carrying what was clearly schematics for the death star rolled up in a tube, soon followed by his other two wives came slip sliding down the chute, voluptuous green orion lady after sexy red skinned twilek.

"Did anyone bring a transport out?! I think the rebels will pay big bucks for these plans!"

"GUYS, HEADS UP, I'm bringing the party to you!" A gorgeous male with dark hair, slanted brows and pointed ears, clad in a billowing black leather coat, with a pair of lightsabers came running down the hall, dodging an energy blast. His massive, armored space turtle partner shot back. "INCOMING!"

A massive creature's maw closed down on several droids, as a droid patrol of reinforcements fell afoul of the monstrous beast Ji had just named 'The Party'

"NICE WORK! Booze, this party must have!" exclaimed the green little man. "For in need of moonshine am I!"

"Well..." the gorgeous pointy eared man grinned.... very recognizably. "More like five hundred year old romulan ale! But we all have to get to Necron's ship first!"

"Finally!" Hana cried, as the door finally slid open and every last one of the group ran pell mell down the metal hallway like bats out of hell.

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Candy!

ATDSVT-Past to Present
***
"I GET KNOCKED DOWN! BUT I GET UP AGAIN! NOTHING EVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN, MY FRIEND! KNOCKED DOWN, BUT I GET UP AGAIN! NOTHING EVER GONNA KEEP ME DOWN!"

You have apparently not lived until you have seen a literally tub thumping, drunk, space turtle. In armor. With a metal tub in hand, I might add. In basso profundo.

"FISHING THE NIGHT AWAY! I'M FISHING THE NIIIIIGHT AWAY!"

Drunk Vulcans aren't really any better. Drunk Vulcans trying to fish with make shift fishing poles made out of string, duct tape and left over metal and glowy blue bubbles in the bar's lit up ornamental fountains are just ridiculous. Pretty but ridiculous.

"He drinks a whiskey drink! He drinks a vodka drink! He drinks a lager drink! He drinks a cider drink!" was the raucus calls of the crowd as the drinking contest continued.

The tiny raccoon [Fitzgerald] was giggling as he lay on his back cuddling a massive liquor jar. The two floating cats [Mew and Dimension] were making out between glowing bottles. Four massive men who would have put statues to shame [KalEl, Stormy, LordofFire and Snakegod] were still competing and a giant tree [Cyrus] was making happy cooing noises as he patted a bemused skeletal man in a loincloth [Sideways].

When the raid group partied, it partied hard.
***

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Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSVT-Past to Present
***
"MY PANTS!" The scream of an enraged bouncer sent four winged three eyed birds flying off in a panic.

"These are not the pants you are looking for." The butt naked, incredibly well,built but very bald jedi said, eyes glowing blue, one hand held up to halt the blue skinned alien bouncer he had just stolen the expensive, purple, shiny leather pants of. His gorgeous, curvaceous, golden skinned companion had the foresight to grab the nearest drapes to wrap herself in, but he himself had not been so lucky, having woken up much later with a truly epic hangover.

Hence robbing the bouncer of the bar in which their bags and clothing had been stolen by sneaky twilek call girls.

"Those are not the pants I am looking for." The bouncer said blankly, eyes glazed over.

"The pants you are looking for are in your neighbor's closet. The neighbor with the hot wife." The jedi continued.

"My pants are in the closet of my neighbor with the hot wife." The bouncer continued chanting in response.

"You must bring him the barrel of moonshine in your garage." The jedi continued.

"I must bring him the moonshine in my garage." The bouncer droned.

"What the hell are you talking about, Stormy?" hissed the jedi's confused, redhaired companion after the jedi had sent the bouncer off. Sans pants.

"Remember that batch of moonshine Ji made out of sandwyrm excretions, that Antarean Honey and that hot spring water from Malfeas? The one where the blood apes drank from that got them boozed up for weeks?" Stormy asked, grinning fiendishly.

"You didn't." His green eyed companion, Midgard, stared at him in horror.

"Oh, yeah, I totally did. I mean, I diluted it before I put it in that barrel, but yeah. That poor bastard and all his neighbors will be so stoned they will SEE THE FUTURE." Stormy grinned, like an utter, demented bastard.

"...Let's hunt down those call girls and bail before the inevitable stoner orgy!" Midgard hissed, grabbing his arm and running for their lives.
***
"SERIOUSLY?!" The words echoed through the dank, dark dungeon.

Wing feathers bristling and clad in a rich purple and sapphire blue togate robe, Ji did not look impressed. At all. Heiying knew that expression. That was Shizun's 'What the hell were you thinking?! No, never mind, I don't want to know' face.

The beautiful, blond, winged man certainly didn't fit the surroundings.

Behind bars, an attenuated dark eldar wearing a commissar's hat over his travel stained leathers smiled sheepishly, while his two companions, a white haired, victorian gothic lolita princess wearing a tribble boa and a red clad, masked being with a nest of mechadendrites were absolutely... unrepentant in the face of their friend's ire.

The masked being was even playing with a batch of holocrons like they were puzzles.

"I can understand why Rifter did it. He's crazy enough to challenge an entire group of chaos marines to a rock concert.

But you two?!

Why the hell would you idiots even traffic sandwyrms in the first place?" Ji looked profoundly disgruntled. "Those fuckers are endangered and quarantined for a reason, you know! They're only supposed to stay on desert planets because they'd turn normal planets into desert planets the moment they have enouh for a breeding population!"

"I was thinking," the masked being grinned, its clockwork jaw widening in an unnatural smile. "...that All Seer's wedding is coming up again. And we need wedding presents. And we all know how he feels about sandwyrms."

There was a moment's pause as everyone remembered (and the viewers got to see) a dark haired, well-built young man with glowing blue eyes and cranberry stained lips screaming "SHAI HULUD, MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRS!" at the top of his lungs as he rode a thrashing, bucking massive, mountain sized sandwrym through a crimson desert, with his lovely (notsureif)girlfriend giggling, arms around his waist, and his white haired, cackling boyfriend sandsurfing behind them, using the beast's tail as his surfboard.

Good times, good times.

"We also know how he feels about that absolutely lovely sandwyrm mead you make..." Cyan wheedled, batting her lovely pale eyelashes. "Please, Ji? They would be oh, so happy."

"Godfucking damnit, you win." Ji covered his face in his hands. "I'll fucking do it. I'll go pay your bail and use my ship as collateral."

"We knew you'd see it our way." Necron smirked smugly.

This was not the first nor the last time that Necron and Cyan got locked up because they had engaged in shady space smuggling activities, and G posted their bail and stood guarrantor for their crimes.

Those bastards. Gods, he missed them both, those sneaky, scheming little shits.

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VERY LONG INDEED.

Gav · Nov 29, 2017

Nekura said: ↑

This is going to be a long reaction...

The start of G's past being told to his sweetheart & buns

Luo Bing-ge, you deserved to revel in endless remorse for torturing our beloved G's Shen Qingqiu! Die, for all I care. Regret it, for you shall never be given a second chance to redo all your past mistakes. Feel the pain of longing amidst blithe happiness trapped inside your guttersnipe, ragamuffin, tatterdemalion, waif self!

Scream. SCREAM.

Payback a hundredfold of debt, with interests!

Because their's sacred?

Is it some ceremonial event that is mandatory to be seen by all, gathering around the Pavilion of Past Lives?

LBH-chibi is G's precious little bun. It can not be marred by Luo Bing-ge's dirty soul. Ever.

VERY LONG INDEED.
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very long? That's all you have to say on the subject?
/stares at many many draft sections of BRO.
That were not posted because I had a headache for way too long.

readerz · Nov 29, 2017

I liked the past life glimpses. Especially Trap-kun, lol! I like traps...

Gav · Nov 29, 2017

/going to post once I am certain this cellphone will not die on me.
/frantically charges battery

readerz · Nov 29, 2017

Gav said: ↑

/going to post once I am certain this cellphone will not die on me.
/frantically charges battery
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By the way, someone asked if Liu is also watching the show. Is he? What does he think of all these shenanigans?

Ease · Nov 29, 2017

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By the way, someone asked if Liu is also watching the show. Is he? What does he think of all these shenanigans?
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I wonder what kind of face he make....

Gav · Dec 16, 2017

Candy.

ATDSVT- PAST TO PRESENT
***
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The elven city was exquisitely beautiful. Its ornately carved, elegant marble buildings gleamed in the light of the dying day. Its tall, pale columns, beautiful domes, angled roofs, lace-like pavilions and towers brought to mind the organic shapes of leaves and flowers. It was a city of a thousand fountains and pools, built around a series of waterfalls, hidden within the steep walls of a mountain range.

It was also under attack by the forces of an evil god that had finally found it.

Auberon ralied the troops as the bells rang their alarums, the ladies and children were to be evacuated.

Werebeasts and monsters such as vampires and gigantic spiders had began to emerge from the tunnels they had dug, with an army of orcs, goblins and trolls, led by cyclopean, and multi armed giants.

As the sun painted the marble steps crimson, what they had taken to be a mountain range unfolded its massive wings and raised its head arrogantly, crimson eyes fiery, opening its maw to reveal the gleam of flame in its throat.

....And Trap took one look at the mountain range sized dragon, squealed like a fangirl and said with stars in hir eyes, "He's beautiful! I MUST HAVE HIS BABIES."

There was a long awkward moment as everyone on both sides of the battlefield looked at hir in shock and various degrees of horror. Yes, even the goblins.

"I WILL RAISE THEM AND RIDE THEM AND CALL THEM SQUISHY AND THEY WILL. BE. MINE!"

No, that statement didn't really help.

AlPharazir coughed and asked, "As pets?"

Hir's enthusiastic nodding left everyone else feeling relieved.

Even the balrogs.

Nevertheless, everyone shuffled and crabwalked just a little bit further away from Trap anyway. Just in case.

Well, everyone other than AlPharazir and AllSeer.

The battle resumed as had been originally planned. Trap who was currently a white haired beauty of indeterminate gender in....very feminine clothing with lots of lace and silvery armor, AlPharazir who was currently a flame haired elven male of possibly Feanorian ancestry and AllSeer who was currently a Prince of Amber now naturally moved to engage the dragon.

(Fortunately not in 'that' way.)

Bloody, Anemone and Lana immediately headed for the vampires as their current forms which were female as usual, would suit that battle best. Bloody was a Belmont, Anemone was currently a senshi, and Lana was currently a blonde demon hunter from DMC.

Kalel was a kryptonian, Stormy was a Primarch, Necron was a dwarf king to match Ji's elven princess (and sorceress) and Cyrus.... well Cyrus had gone full kamen rider. Their group headed for the monsters, giants and trolls. Auberon and the elves would handle the orcs, goblins and the evacuation of everything that could be saved.
***
Trap, AlPharazir and AllSeer had decided on sneaking into the dragon pits to steal dragon eggs. Because Trap loved dragons. Trap loved to raise dragons, loved to fly on dragonback and neither of hir two spouses could resist the lure of having a dragon to ride.

Clearly since the dragon nests were held by the evil god, in the massive fortress built into the walls of a massive extinct volcano, surrounded by the hellish landscape of cracked volcanic rock, obsidian shards, lava bubbling in streams and pools, with rare sources of drinkable water, scorching sands, acid pools and sparse vegetation.... they would need actual backup on this one.
***
This is why there was quickly a recruiting drive. Sum who was going in as an Asgardian Dragonborn and Amphibia who was going in as a Slann, immediately agreed to go because it meant that they could free the slaves whom the dark god had taken.

Ophidian on the other hand, had to hand in a resignation form for the forces of evil.

"I'm defecting from the forces of evil." He told his shocked supervisor.

"What?! But we need you to invade a planet this weekend!" His supervisor, a massive crimson Djinn, flailed.

"I'LL BE BACK NEXT WEEK, MY BROTHERS NEED ME!" Ophidian said, as he tossed his glorious, flowing pantene-commercial-worthy crimson hair and made a... suitably dramatic exit.

Then, as could be expected, his former coworkers attempted to stop him on his way out and he proceeded to punt them out of his way in a glorious martial arts montage.
***
"FREEDOM IS THE RIGHT OF ALL SENTIENT BEINGS!" echoed through the fortress as the trio of communists... broke into the dungeons. As in, literally broke in. Broke the walls like the Kool-Aid Man with a cry of "OH YEAH!"
***
Trap's group was stealthier. If you can consider suddenly changing the guards's genders en masse and then brutally slaughtering them while they were barely started on getting used to their sudden grotesque shift in balance as stealthy. If you can consider massive explosions being stealthy.

If you can consider being the 'Terror That Giggles In The Night' to be stealthy.

In short the demon god's fortress was shortly a massive clusterfuck.

....this was not helped by Ji's stealing the Silmarils right from the Demon God's crown and taunting him with them, yelling, "FETCH!" ...right before catapulting them both in different directions and engaging the NPC raid boss in battle to cover her companions escape. With the elves and dragon eggs.

Yes, in this life, in this campaign, she got pasted by the Demon God in question. As in reduced to paste by his massive mountain range breaking hammer, but not before she had inflicted a crippling injury on the raid boss in question that would cost it a ludicrous amount of time to regenerate, thus buying the elven and dwarven and human nations time to regroup, rebuild and grow in strength for the next War of Wrath.

***
The thing about Trap was, hir wasn't just androgynous or genderfluid... Hir took great joy in going around in feminine clothing, or obviously female bodies, while calling hirself 'manly'... which caused everyone within range to reassure hir that hir is the prettiest princess...which made hir preen hirself like a peacock on full display, and say hir was the "MANLIEST KING" whenever hir was in an obviously female body, wearing feminine clothing, while calling hir's husbands hir's 'waifus'.

Conversely when hir wore an obviously male body, hir would preen even more when hir called hirself 'pretty' and thus encouraged people to call hir the prettiest princess. This was why hir's guild title was 'Prettiest Princess'.

It was confusing as hell. Trap was confusing as hell in general. Hir changed others' gender for fun and games.

After the fifth time hir called hirself "MANLY LIKE MY AWESOME FATHER!" while in a gorgeous female body with very visible curves, Ji gave up on ever comprehending hir.

This horrible mental conundrum was laid out before the audience, whose brains weren't exactly equipped to deal with it either.

While Bloody, Anemone, Hana and Lana were consistently female, AllSeer and Ji could be male or female, and AlPharazir was consistently male in all his reincarnations as were Stormy, LordofFire, Cyrus and several of the other reincarnators.

***

IzKir · Nov 30, 2017

Gav said: ↑

Candy.

ATDSVT
***
The elven city was exquisitely beautiful. Its ornately carved, elegant marble buildings gleamed in the light of the dying day. Its tall, pale columns, beautiful domes, angled roofs, lace-like pavilions and towers brought to mind the organic shapes of leaves and flowers. It was a city of a thousand fountains and pools, built around a series of waterfalls, hidden within the steep walls of a mountain range.

It was also under attack by the forces of an evil god that had finally found it.

Auberon ralied the troops as the bells rang their alarums, the ladies and children were to be evacuated.

Werebeasts and monsters such as vampires and gigantic spiders had began to emerge from the tunnels they had dug, with an army of orcs, goblins and trolls, led by cyclopean, and multi armed giants.

As the sun painted the marble steps crimson, what they had taken to be a mountain range unfolded its massive wings and raised its head arrogantly, crimson eyes fiery, opening its maw to reveal the gleam of flame in its throat.

....And Trap took one look at the mountain range sized dragon, squealed like a fangirl and said with stars in hir eyes, "He's beautiful! I MUST HAVE HIS BABIES."

There was a long awkward moment as everyone on both sides of the battlefield looked at hir in shock and various degrees of horror. Yes, even the goblins.

"I WILL RAISE THEM AND RIDE THEM AND CALL THEM SQUISHY AND THEY WILL. BE. MINE!"

No, that statement didn't really help.

AlPharazir coughed and asked, "As pets?"

Hir's enthusiastic nodding left everyone else feeling relieved.

Even the balrogs.

Nevertheless, everyone shuffled and crabwalked just a little bit further away from Trap anyway. Just in case.

Well, everyone other than AlPharazir and AllSeer.

The battle resumed as had been originally planned. Trap who was currently a white haired beauty of indeterminate gender in....very feminine clothing with lots of lace and silvery armor, AlPharazir who was currently a flame haired elven male of possibly Feanorian ancestry and AllSeer who was currently a Prince of Amber now naturally moved to engage the dragon.

(Fortunately not in 'that' way.)

Bloody, Anemone and Lana immediately headed for the vampires as their current forms which were female as usual, would suit that battle best. Bloody was a Belmont, Anemone was currently a senshi, and Lana was currently a blonde demon hunter from DMC.

Kalel was a kryptonian, Stormy was a Primarch, Necron was a dwarf king to match Ji's elven princess (and sorceress) and Cyrus.... well Cyrus had gone full kamen rider. Their group headed for the monsters, giants and trolls. Auberon and the elves would handle the orcs, goblins and the evacuation of everything that could be saved.
***
Trap, AlPharazir and AllSeer had decided on sneaking into the dragon pits to steal dragon eggs. Because Trap loved dragons. Trap loved to raise dragons, loved to fly on dragonback and neither of hir two spouses could resist the lure of having a dragon to ride.

Clearly since the dragon nests were held by the evil god, in the massive fortress built into the walls of a massive extinct volcano, surrounded by the hellish landscape of cracked volcanic rock, obsidian shards, lava bubbling in streams and pools, with rare sources of drinkable water, scorching sands, acid pools and sparse vegetation.... they would need actual backup on this one.
***
This is why there was quickly a recruiting drive. Sum who was going in as an Asgardian Dragonborn and Amphibia who was going in as a Slann, immediately agreed to go because it meant that they could free the slaves whom the dark god had taken.

Ophidian on the other hand, had to hand in a resignation form for the forces of evil.

"I'm defecting from the forces of evil." He told his shocked supervisor.

"What?! But we need you to invade a planet this weekend!" His supervisor, a massive crimson Djinn, flailed.

"I'LL BE BACK NEXT WEEK, MY BROTHERS NEED ME!" Ophidian said, as he tossed his glorious, flowing pantene-commercial-worthy crimson hair and made a... suitably dramatic exit.

Then, as could be expected, his former coworkers attempted to stop him on his way out and he proceeded to punt them out of his way in a glorious martial arts montage.
***
"FREEDOM IS THE RIGHT OF ALL SENTIENT BEINGS!" echoed through the fortress as the trio of communists... broke into the dungeons. As in, literally broke in. Broke the walls like the Kool-Aid Man with a cry of "OH YEAH!"
***
Trap's group was stealthier. If you can consider suddenly changing the guards's genders en masse and then brutally slaughtering them while they were barely started on getting used to their sudden grotesque shift in balance as stealthy. If you can consider massive explosions being stealthy.

If you can consider being the 'Terror That Giggles In The Night' to be stealthy.

In short the demon god's fortress was shortly a massive clusterfuck.

....this was not helped by Ji's stealing the Silmarils right from the Demon God's crown and taunting him with them, yelling, "FETCH!" ...right before catapulting them both in different directions and engaging the NPC raid boss in battle to cover his companions escape. With the elves and dragon eggs.

Yes, in this life, in this campaign, she got pasted by the Demon God in question. As in reduced to paste by his massive mountain range breaking hammer, but not before she had inflicted a crippling injury on the raid boss in question that would cost it a ludicrous amount of time to regenerate, thus buying the elven and dwarven and human nations time to regroup, rebuild and grow in strength for the next War of Wrath.

***
The thing about Trap was, hir wasn't just androgynous or genderfluid... Hir took great joy in going around in feminine clothing, or obviously female bodies, while calling hirself 'manly'... which caused everyone within range to reassure hir that hir is the prettiest princess...which made hir preen hirself like a peacock on full display, and say hir was the "MANLIEST KING" whenever hir was in an obviously female body, wearing feminine clothing, while calling hir's husbands hir's 'waifus'.

Conversely when hir wore an obviously male body, hir would preen even more when hir called hirself 'pretty' and thus encouraged people to call hir the prettiest princess. This was why hir's guild title was 'Prettiest Princess'.

It was confusing as hell. Trap was confusing as hell in general. Hir changed others' gender for fun and games.

After the fifth time hir called hirself "MANLY LIKE MY AWESOME FATHER!" while in a gorgeous female body with very visible curves, Ji gave up on ever comprehending hir.

This horrible mental conundrum was laid out before the audience, whose brains weren't exactly equipped to deal with it either.

While Bloody, Anemone, Hana and Lana were consistently female, AllSeer and Ji could be male or female, and AlPharazir was consistently male in all his reincarnations as were Stormy, LordofFire, Cyrus and several of the other reincarnators.

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