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Chapter 1

Here we go again... 

Okay now would be a good time for you guys to imagine things got it? This will feel better with a good picture of the characters in mind. 

Anyways, enjoy! 

Wanwan's POV

I handed the Night-blooming Peony to the Head Floral Fairy, and she allowed me to head back to the Sanctuary where all my other fellow elves and spirits lived. 

Each of us would have a small patch of land to ourselves, our houses being what our true forms are. 

For example, my little hut is basically a chunk of Peach Blossom trees plonked together. If you need more help picturing it, it's a wooden hut with pink leaves or petals used to form the roof. Most of our houses are decked with fairy lights, and small lanterns and lamps would be dangling from the beams of the roof along with terrariums that we made when we were free. 

I walked back to my hut, plonking my butt down onto the round wooden stool. 

Who was that guy?

I can't help but wondering. 

I could feel a sense of familiarity when I saw his phoenix eyes. That weapon, I've also seen it somewhere before. 

"Is it this one?"

"Yeah I think so."

"I mean, why did my sis have to plonk her down all the way back here?!"

"It's just part of the procedure, young fella."

"Well then I don't like this procedure. It's the 123rd house we have checked already, this is getting ridiculous."

"It's your fault for not asking Chang'e what her true form is."

"No, you said you would ask."

"No, you..."

The voices of two men started to gradually increase in volume. 

A sudden rush of fear pumped through my veins. I got up and scrambled over to the kitchen and opened a straw basket, taking out the first thing I could get my hands on. 

Suddenly, knocks on my wooden-plank of a door could be heard. My heart skipped a beat and I quickly ran behind the peach blossom tree in the middle of the hut and laid in ambush. 

They pushed open the pathetic door and from the corner of my eye, I could see a man in a navy-blue robe, and his bangs pulled back and tied into a bun with a ribbon of a matching colour. 

Following behind was a huge grey...figure. He was at least twice as tall as I am, and all he had was a little skirt around his waist. His whole head of white hair brushed against the roof of the door and he managed to squeeze in with much  I worried for the safety of my precious little hut which I was entrusted to take care of (since it was my true form after all, so you could say all the Peach Blossoms in this world is under my care). 

"Hello? Anyone home? Don't tell me we have to search for you for 124 houses to find you Wanwan..." The guy in navy-blue clothing said, his dressing not matching his personality at all. The navy-blue dress up looked elegant, his personality was very...violent? Rough? No, that makes him sound too bold...Crazy, yes crazy. At least that's all I could think of now. 

The grey figure was on all fours, crawling on the smoothened dirt flooring. We don't water the representatives of our true forms in the middle of the house in the house (or it will get all muddy and icky), you remember the Peach Blossom I'm hiding behind? Yeah, that. If you still can't visualise, let me give you more examples. 

If your true form is a carrot, there will be an enormous carrot standing in the center, the leaves on top will multiply to become your roof. 

If your true form is a Begonia, there will be a Begonia on a round table, it's roots stretching down to the soil ground. Though normally floral spirits don't stay in huts as most people related to flowers of any sorts have higher rankings the moment they are born. A peach blossom is considered a fruit, as we have loads of peaches growing here everyday. 

Now, we water these plants from an underground system which pumps water from the lake underground. 

ANYWAYS BACK TO THE CRAZY WEIRD SCENARIO WE ARE IN RIGHT NOW. 

I readied the frying pan in my hand, getting my stance in place. 

"Oh h-" 

THONK.

"OWWWWWWWWW...." The navy blue man howled, "Hey what was that for?" 

In case you were wondering what happened, I used the frying pan to bash whoever came here first in the face, which was kind of hard to reach with my height. 

"OH NO, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess I'm fine..." 

"No not you, my frying pan. Oh my precious little frying pan, how could you get such a huge dent..."

"I-" he said, probably lost for words. He then cleared his throat and continued, "Yep, you're Wanwan alright."

OH WOW LOOK IT'S GONNA BE 8 ALREADY 

I'm too lazy to type the Chinese part today (I know people don't read it either so oh well.)

Okie hope it's nice.