MDZS Fanfic
Red Strings of Connections
ARC 03 Chapter 64
The End of Storm
"Wei Wuxian is dead!" Cheering has reach his ears.
'Who is Wei Wuxian?'
'Why is he dead?'
'Is he a bad person?'
'Does he deserved to died?'
This are some questions that pops on his heads upon hearing that single sentence chant, but all thoughts, questions were dropped down as realization hits him.
'Oh yeah... he deserved to died... Wei Wuxian is the creator of demonic cultivation and he deserved a cruel death. He died because he ruined so many lives by just existing. Yes, he is a bad person, and yes I really deserved to died.'
Wei Wuxian's soul that were scattered into pieces after his death at Burial Mounds has finally finished at regathering and recreating his form when he was used to be alive. When his eyes open it wasn't the same ones: lively, full of dreams and energy, they are more similar to his eyes before he died, no hope, disappointed and dead. From head to toe, Wei Wuxian is transculent, like a thick white smoke coming from a steaming water.
Smirk finds it way on his face, yet his eyebrows are knitted.
Yes, he is indeed dead.
He turn his heels and stare at the empty and burned forest of Burial Mounds, where he used to live together with Wen Qing, Wen Ning and the remnants of Wen Clan. He walks and explore the place, looking on everything and everywhere, 'till he reach the huge tree with rabbit hole that large enough to fit in a child. He sighs in relief, if he doesn't find a blood on it then there's high chance that someone took A-Yuan, the only child with them; Wei Wuxian only wish that whoever took A-Yuan would raise him well and never hurt him.
Soon, Wei Wuxian discovered that the soul can really float, and with this new found knowledge, he visited many places like Yunmeng; visiting Jiang Cheng who he found crying in front of an altar with his Chenqing. He wanted to apologized for their lost both about Jiang's couple and Jiang Yanli, but even he tries, Jiang Cheng would never able to hear him.
He went next to Lanling; going straight at a certain chamber, and there he found quietly sleeping his nephew, Jin Rulan, innocent and unbeknownst to all tragic events that have occured. Despite knowing that he won't be able to touch the baby, Wei Wuxian still attempts to caress his nephew's hair, and apologized for what happened to his parents.
And finally to Gusu, he really doesn't know why he come here, it wasn't like something is worth seeing, or he could witness a rare view of Lan Clan tossing a celebration to his death. No, the Lan Clan ain't like that, and just as he expected the Lan Clan is still the same, quiet and not bother.
He left, choosing not to see Lan Wangji being the same as ever.
He floats, aiming with nothing in mind.
Torturing himself to the past.
Time went passed, unlike what the others claim, Wei Wuxian didn't become a resentful spirit and keep himself at bay, not hating anyone but himself. Wishing for those people he cares to continue to live a good life and good fortune.
On his walk he noticed and gotten curious of number of monsters and ghosts that started gathering.
"My friend may I know what's is this gathering for?" He asked to one of the ghosts.
"Oh my! You don't know? Today is the day that the Ghost City will be open!"
"Ghost City?"
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Red Strings of Connections
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