'I hate you'
'Please don't show your face again'
'Get lost'
'You are a demon'
'You deserve the filthiest punishment'
'Get away..... '
The uncannily hushed familiar voices assailed his mind, making him as fragile as aged rose petals with every ambush of the gush of words that lashed out at his soul like a perilous waft of poisonous wind, drenched in acrid vile of bitter emotions. Each word soaked with distaste was making him waned, as every scintilla of verve and essence was departing along with the dread of those abhorring hushed whispers dripping with burning animosity.
"Please listen to me..... "
Wei Wuxian's feeble body was quavering, sweat beads were rolling down this forehead like a rumbling rapid. He was panting breathily, and vigorously swaying his head from one side to the other. A handsome face of an angelic white figure appeared in his dreams. His beautiful golden eyes were storming with...
DISGUST!!
"Huhhh" He shot open his eyes with a sweat smeared face and sat up with a dreaded mind - trying to accentuate with the ghastly petrified mind.
Still dazed from the nightmare, he was panting hard, trying to fathom the extent of reality of the dreadful memories that haunt like a diring nightmare. The familiar faces with disgust burning in their eyes were running amok in his perturbed mind.
He was still shaking... the acrimonious words deluged from vitriol mouths, are still echoing in his embittered ears. He feels filthy, disgusted with himself, his life, everything, everyone....he is unwanted - as repudiated as the black ash remnants.
He saw a black sword lying besides him. Taking the sword and pointing it towards his heart, he was about to cease this sullied life, when a strong iron hand clutched his wrist. He felt a sharp pain smit against his neck and the world turned mystifying black void.
Wei Wuxian slowly opened his eyes, and a warm-cool breeze passed across his face, brushing along a touch of zing.
He sat up and looked around with muddled eyes and a bushed mind. The conspicuous betterment in his health drew his attention, as he fumbled around his body with confounded eyes.
He is feeling a lot better, compared to the condition he was dwelling in before, as he remembered the horrific pain that had been inflicted on his body. His back has stopped bleeding, the damage hurdled on his internal organ has cured magically. He is not feeling nauseating anymore, and a vibrant flow of energy is running through his veins - like a cool river, that relieves the parched land while flowing over the cracked dryness.
He turned around and started revolving his eyes balls around the entire environment that was casing him, and not only mesmerised but he was astounded and astonished as a blinding exquisiteness dazzled around him like a trove of rubies.
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The Phoenix - Rise Of The Demonic Cultivator
Fanfiction"I don't love you anymore, loving you was a mistake." "Don't show your face ever again." "You are a monster..." Betrayed by his beloved one and made to suffer a harrowing affliction, Wei Wuxian walked away with a broken heart, away from the world th...