Mo Dao Zu Shi: The Musical

Soul Summoning

When Wei Ying had gone to sleep, he had not expected himself to wake up in a black void with a bunch of cultivators and six people who apparently were from the future. At first, he was very convinced that he was dreaming. But then they saw...that.

The picture of the older Lan WangJi dying was still in his mind and it made him cold. He knew then it wasn't a dream and that this was reality. Because he would never dream of Lan WangJi dying. He didn't have a reason to dream about Lan WangJi at all, especially something so dark! Granted, his dreams were usually very dark, but its not like he can control them. And, plus. It doesn't bother him and when he wakes up before the sun. Theres always a respect he has for the silence of his room and no chatter. No smile on his face, no laugh needing to be let out, no jokes, no words. Nothing, just him being present within four walls.

He looked over at Wei WuXian, the man who was him from the future. The man who had just tried to kill him. Wei Ying already hated the future. The moment he had seen Wei WuXian and learned who he was, Wei Ying knew the future was not kind to him. He knew that he had lost too many things...too many people.

Wei WuXian and Wei Ying were human. Even they had their limits and it seemed that Wei Ying did reach his...reach his to the point that he couldn't eat, he couldn't even manage teleportation, where he broke down in front of everyone, where he curled and emptied his heart out to his brother.

Wei Ying would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't terrified of his future.

"XianXian," Jiang Yanli smiled warmly and Wei Ying quickly grinned back at her.

"Yes, Shijie?"

"Are you alright?" She asked worriedly.

"Of course!" Wei WuXian laughed, "I'm always alright!"

He felt a gaze on him and looked towards the people of the future to see Jiang WanYin staring at him. He raised an eyebrow, "Ay? Sandu Shengshou, why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang WanYin looked down at Wei WuXian, "Ah, nothing, nothing. Ehm, pardon me, everyone? Let's get ready to start, I'm going to wake up ShiXiong now,"'

Everyone just nodded, Wei Ying briefly feeling Jiang Yanli grip his sleeves as the needle was pulled out of Wei WuXian's neck. Grandmaster Lan looked at Jiang WanYin, "Where should we even begin?"

"I don't know, theres many places we can...we'd have to tackle the closest events, I suppose," Jiang WanYin shrugged.

"What about the Sunshot campaign?" Jin Ling suggested, "That'll cover just about all the closest events,"

"Shi...di?" A tired groan filled the room and everyone quickly fell into silence.

Jiang WanYin glanced down to see Wei WuXian staring up at him. He smiled, "You're awake,"

"Shidi...I had a very strange dream," Wei WuXian held his head, "I saw shijie a-and Jin ZiXuan and...your parents...Q-qing Jie was alive- and there, s-she was- Wen Ning too, before I was too late- a-and...Huaisang and his brother- A-and us! Before...before...before everything! W-we were so tiny and so pure..." he paused and then mumbled, "I saw Lan Zhan too, but he was also tiny...but then I saw- saw-"

"Enough," Jiang WanYin stopped him, "ShiXiong, breathe and drink the tea beside the seat,"

Ouyang Zizhen cleared his throat, "And...Senior Wei, I don't think it was a dream,"

Wei WuXian blinked and then shot up a hand covering the place the needle had just been. He looked very unsettled and set his eyes on Wen Qing, "Don't do that ever again,"

Wen Qing sighed, "My apologies, but you were in emotional disarray,"

"I'm always in emotional disarray," Wei WuXian deadpanned and then sat properly.