The Child of Demonic Cultivation

The End/Side Story

WC: 2560

This chapter contains cut chapters, alternate endings and additional scenes.

~Alternative part to Tremble Part 2~

It was at this moment that Lan Wangji realized just how young his child was.

He remembered making a promise to himself and to Lan Tian, but he never could keep it. He promised to protect them, but had he done to protect them?

He could remember that after Wei Wuxian died he used to leave Lan Tian with the female Lan Cultivators for days on end. Then, when they told him not to leave them alone anymore, he took them with him. He vividly remembered when Lan Tian was five or maybe six, the day Lan Tian hobbled their way to him as he played a soul summoning song for Wei Wuxian, and grabbed his sleeve before he pushed them away. Later that day after he went to town, when he got to their temporary camp he heard Lan Tian attempting to play the soul summoning song on his guqin before getting angry and grabbing a stick from the ground.

"Ti Ti! What are you doing?" He yelled at them grabbing the stick to stop them from hitting the guqin. "Why would you do that?! You know how important this is."

They just used their sleeve to wipe their face before choking out, "I hate this thing!"

"Why? What's wrong with you." He asked letting go of the stick. Lan Tian began hitting their head with the stick using it as if it were a sword. "Stop that! What are you doing?"

"I... I thought you'd finally pay attention to me or care about me if I was dead." Lan Wangji took the stick form their hands before kneeling down to them.

"What would make you think that?" He asked wiping Lan Tian's face.

They sniffled not looking at Lan Wangji, "You only do the songs for them then go to sleep most days. All we do is go around trying to find them then go to some other place when it doesn't work."

"We're going home tomorrow." He said suddenly as he rocked Lan Tian back and forth, "I promise we'll have some fun and you won't have to worry about the dead anymore, just stay with me and we'll both be okay, okay?" Lan Wangji's smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Not until he saw Lan Tian playing with a small black bunny in the bushes.

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~A possible scene from the cave while being attacked by fierce corpses~

"Ti Ti, I was wrong... you need to get up. I don't know what's going to happen next but it doesn't look good." Jin Ling sat Lan Tian up before pulsing his own spiritual energy into them.

"Stop." Lan Tian choked out a mouthful of blood before coughing up the rest. "What was that? It hurts." When Jin Ling put his hand back on their back Lan Tian yelped.

"I... I'm sorry I was trying to help." Jin Ling quickly scooted away from Lan Tian before stopping wide eyed. "Is something wrong?" He asked as blood dripped from Lan Tian's back onto the ground.

Lan Tian slowly looked around barely focusing on anything. Their voice was barely audible over the screaming match Su She was attempting to start with Wei Wuxian, "Jin Jin, I'm scared."

(Lan Tian slowly getting sicker cause fractions of Tiger tally aren't enough anymore after being near the rest of it a few times, needs new source of demonic energy ie dagger?/ other source?)

duel swords- left at recess, hidden under bed. when asked who sword belongs to, "old friend" female cultivator who saved their life and was thrown into burial grounds by cultivators form other clans