Interstellar Fates | Dan Heng x Reader

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"Kafka," Blade scoffed as he gritted his teeth while hacking away at an Aurumaton that dared to stand in their way, "What happened?" He asked as he drove his blade through its core, making it crumble to its automatic knees before dismantling into pieces. "Blade, you're on a mission, right? It fits well into Elio's script which is why you're here, hm?" She ignored his question with her own, her lips curled into her nonchalant smile. He clenched his fists but continued to follow behind her through the backroads of the Alchemy Commission to get to Xianzhou High.

"There's someone you're here to see, right Bladie?"

With the help of Kafka he had escaped the Shackling Prison and made a deal with Elio. Though he was not blessed with the knowledge of events pertaining to the script, he knew better than to stray from the outline Destiny's Slave had made for them. After all, the very thing he had been chasing just happened to be there, on the Xianzhou, right under his nose. It was destiny through and through, and though he never doubted Elio, he hadn't imagined that his target would ever set foot on the Xianzhou again.

And he was not alone.

"Out of the five, four must pay the price..."

Her voice was shallow and chilling, her very presence alone dominating the nearby mara-stricken corpses. She took slow steps, ice forming with each one. Small spikes began to shoot up in her wake, stabbing all that surrounded her or got in her way. They combined and warped into one another to become frozen tendrils of death, and all she had to do was walk. Walk with a purpose that was known only to her. Walk with a goal in mind and a plan to execute it.

It had been years since she was imprisoned. She blamed herself for the chaotic spiral that Jing Yuan went on. She blamed herself for helping build the cage that he placed Y/n in. Though she was willing to shoulder the blame for his actions, it did not take away from the fact that he was not a sinner. He was not one of the ones that needed to reap what had been sown. With such thoughts lingering in the back of her mind, she found the slightest bit of hesitation struck her movements. She couldn't let it overwhelm her conviction though. Jing Yuan was her former student, and she knew better than anyone what he was capable of when he took serious matters into his own hands.

And Y/n was a very serious matter.

It was for that reason that she almost believed that only three needed to repent. Almost. That was until she sensed the imbalance of the Xianzhou's yin and yang. The air was much crisper and her deluded mind had spiked with heightened images of what could have been real and what was most likely fake. All of the signs drew her to her destination: a place she had long since turned her back on. It was finally time for repentance.

"Will she suffer the way Baiheng did?" Yingxing scoffed as he looked down at the girl in the cot, a bitter taste drenching the caverns of his mouth. She appeared so ordinary that he couldn't understand what Dan Feng's infatuation with her was. He watched his comrade stroke the dainty arms of his proclaimed "beloved" with a lighthearted grin on his face.

"I would undergo a thousand reincarnations before I let her suffer. My beloved, brought to me by fate. Carried across Scalegorge in a whisper of wind with a hint of the purest sea salt spray. She holds the future of the Vidyadhara within her after all." Dan Feng mused as his fingers gently plucked strands of hair from her cool forehead, slipping them behind her ear to put them in place.