✅Timely Fate|| Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Fanfiction

Christmas + New Year Special

Sorry, it's so late, lovelies.

It was a close call between the Cultivators AU and the Red-Strings of Fate AU, but in the end, it was the Cultivators AU that won. The only problem was, Wuxia or Xianxia? 

For those who read Mo Xiang Tong Xiu's word, (bless her, may a thousand blessings head towards her and her descendants way for their next seven lifetimes) Mo Dao Zu Shi (otherwise known as the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation amongst many other translated titles) is Xianxia. So, yeah.

Xianxia.

If this sucks, please kill me gently.

Also, this will be an MDZS AU as well. Maybe I'll make this a specials series or something idk.

Again, g e n t l y.

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"Jonghyuk! Jonghyuk! Jonghyuk!" A bright voice exclaimed as the owner came running down the stone steps.

"Kim Dokja! Gusu Sect rules clearly state, no running, no exclamations," Gong Pildu stated from besides Yoo Jonghyuk.  Said male came to a halt as he pouted at the elder, fidgeting with his red robes as he spoke.

"Ah, yes sir."

They waited for the elder to be a safe distance away before Kim Dokja exclaimed once more, "Yoo Jonghyuk!"

 Before the male could do anything drastic, Han Sooyoung grabbed a hold of the red-robes man's collar, an eyebrow raised as she stared at her sworn brother. "Really Dokja? You're just proving that everything my mother has said is true."

"Ah, don't be like that Sooyoung-ah."

Han Sooyoung grinned despite herself before she turned to her older sister. "Eonnie, can't you tell of this idiot?"

Kim Dokja's jaw dropped as his gaze went to their angelic older sister. "Noona! Can you believe her?!"

Yoo Sangah chuckled nervously, placing a hand on each of her sibling's heads. "Now now, there's no need to fight over such a silly thing. Yoo Jonghyuk-ah, we apologize for the unflattering situation you've witnessed from us." Yunmeng's angel apologized.

Yoo Jonghyuk shook his head, "There is no apology necessary, Lady Yoo."

Just as he said this, a voice exclaiming from fear slowly grew louder and louder.

"Do you guys hear that as well?" Kim Dokja spoke, cupping his ear. "A screaming...?"

Yoo Jonghyuk paused for a moment, tilting his head up as the others did the same. "Yes, it seems to be coming from...upwards...?" Oh, the poor man had never been so confused before.

Just as he looked up, a body donning beautiful black and gold robes fell from the sky.

Yoo Jonghyuk let out a slight noise of shock as he dropped his sword to capture the figure who had, quite literally, fallen out of heaven.

The others crowded around the man, peering into his arms to see the strangers. The stranger groaned, blocking his eyes from the sun.

They gasped at the beautiful heterochromatic ocean blue and sunlit gold eyes that greeted them hello.

The stranger coughed, spurring Yoo Sangah to hand them a sack of water.

The stranger drank the water up messily, understandable given the situation.

He exhaled loudly, handing the sack of water back to the female. He slowly looked around, grinning lazily as he threw a peace sign, "What's up bitches? I'm Jared, I'm 19, and I never fucking learned how to read."

Oh, and he passed out again.

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"Yes uncle, the stranger very clearly stated that his name was Jared."

"It's true sir," A stern female voice interrupted, "It should also be noted that he claimed to be a nineteen-year-old who never learned how to read. However, his clothing and physical state suggest he was pampered as a child, therefore this must be untrue."

"Gong Pildu-san! The stranger is awake!"

Said man looked around the room, the infirmary, as he scanned the faces around him. He recognized two of the girls and two of the boys but no one else.

"Yeah, uh. What sort of fucked up prank is this?" Gong Pildu's face paled before it flushed red. Kim Dokja snorted, turning away when Yoo Sangah and Han Sooyoung stared at him pointedly.

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"Ok so, what you're telling me is that I'm stuck in some sort of Xianxia novel written by the greatest goddess, bless her for a thousand years, Mo Xiang Tong Xiu, and you guys are the characters of said novel. This means, I'm like that weird irrelevant but somehow just there side character that managed to pop out of the ground, and now my role and only duty is to stalk you until the end of time."

"Uh-"

"This is great." He turned to the others. "Oh, by the way. My name is Park Ha-Neul, I'm 16, and I do know how to read." He ran out the door and down the mountain. "PEACE BITCHES!!"

Four figures stared blankly as the running male's figure grew smaller and smaller. Gong Pildu took a deep breath, exhaled loudly, and promptly turned around- never to be seen again (jk). The Gusu disciples that witnessed the exchange continued smiling and walking as if an unknown soul hadn't been transported to their realm somehow.

But how would they know that? After all, they're only irrelevant background characters.

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Yeah, this sucks. I'll take death by three hundred cuts for this.