As some of you may have watched The Untamed, or read the novel, you know that there is death and suicide within...so this is the chapter...I'm sure you may have an idea on what I mean...especially with the chapter title.
So read with caution. Description of suicide, PTSD, and panic attacks.
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"Lan Zhan..." He murmured, eyes softening.
They felt his resolve soften too, only for this man. Only for his Lan Zhan, "Do you think I have any other choice now?" Wei Ying whispered, his eyes watering too.
Lan Zhan almost sounded out of breath, as if he was struggling to breathe, "The situation changed," He stressed.
Wei Ying gulped weakly, "What?"
Lan Zhan hesitated, taking a breath. He knew Wei Ying would be hard if not impossible to reach in the state he was in, "You must trust me... please trust me... This isn't simple to explain."
Wei Ying sighed tiredly, eyes fluttering as if he wanted to sleep, "What is hard to exp-"
"A-Xian!!"
Wei Ying froze, his face falling allowing a tear to run down his cheek, "Shijie?" He whispered.
"A-Xian!!! A-Cheng!"
Wei Ying gasped, turning to the ground, his eyes flickered rapidly over the sea of people, "Shijie..." He whispered, his lungs tightening.
"A-Xian! A-Cheng!"
This wasn't a hallucination like he had struggled with many times in the past, it had happened so often, Wei Ying could differentiate easily now.
This was real.
His Shijie was here.
Defenceless on an open battlefield.
Wei Ying choked, turning to Lan Zhan one last time, before leaping down into the mass of cultivators all fighting to end his life.
"A-Xian where are you?!"
Wei Ying whimpered, "Shijie!!" He wailed.
He spun around in all directions trying to spot the short, petite woman decked out in flawless white. As he stopped, a sword charged for his heart. Only to be stopped a second later by a ray of blue light. Wei Ying frowned, his mind blurring, adrenaline pumping through his veins.
Lan Zhan landed in front of him, "Wei Ying! Your flute!" He exclaimed, fighting off all who came close to Wei Ying.
The demonic cultivator's heart clenched.. Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan was fighting against his own, he was fighting for him... he was protecting him. Wei Ying whimpered, lifting the flight to his lips with eyes blown wide, he began to play, defending himself from oncoming attacks as he tried to find his Shijie.
"Wei Wuxian came down! Kill him!"
"A-Cheng!! A-Xian!!!"
Wei Ying sobbed into the holes of his flute, everything was chaos, everything was complete chaos.
"Shijie!!" He wailed before returning to his demonic tunes.
"A-Jie!"
"A-Xian!"
"A-Cheng!"
Wei ring couldn't breathe as he looked around desperately searching for his sister.. he'd never forgive himself if something happened. His entire body was tense, so tense it ached to walk in, his shoulders looked as if they were trying to reach the skies, "Shijie!"
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FanfictionWei Ying has died once. Twice if you count the day he was dropped into the burial mounds. He was someone who fought for what was right, but was wronged for it and his life was the cost. Now, a few years after everything had ended, With Jin Guangyao...
