Disabled Yet Strong, In-Human Yet In Love [wuxia transmigration story] On Hold

Chapter Two

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A/N:I'm going to start writing the talking text as normal and when I type the speech in another language besides Chinese I will underline and then tell what language it is.

Blue's POV

It's been a few days since I first fully came to, my wounds healed smoothly yet I'm considered "bedridden" is what Dà-Cao still claiming so I would stay in bed longer since apparently the state of my body before I was hurt was too weak already.

I wouldn't usually mind this since - in a way - I'm use to unable to get up and moving because my legs always hold me back from my curiosity. I usually don't mind since I always have something to keep me busy but the only thing available to be is 'script books' and 'scrolls' which usually isn't a problem but it's all in chinese and I can't read it all too well, some of it I don't even recognize. I can only watch my surroundings which gets dull and Dì-Le can only spare some time with me since he practices TaiChi and other martial arts with Dà-Cao - his master.

"Blue!"

Speaking of the little devil.

"Finally...you stopped using 'gē' it sounds weird when added to my name." My name is too...English(?)to have a suffix added to it.

"I got Shifu's permission to let you walk around finally! Well as long as it's not too much, you can finally see how awesome I am!" Dì-Le spoke with sparkles in his eyes, I only give him an awkward smile.

"I can't walk around" I say but seeing his eutheism diminish I speak once more "I do not have working legs, though if you can help I can sit off to the side and watch."

It pains me that I still can't walk, Dà-Cao tried to fix my leg because he thought it was a recent injury, even with this Chi that he showed me could not fix it.

"No worries! That's no problem!"

A surprised expression appeared on my face 'how can their be now problem? I need a wheelchair to move around.'

I suddenly see Dì-Le holding a sword, a big one at that and immediately I start sweating bullets.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing with that?"

Dì-Le smiles at me and turns the swords horizontal, the blade parallel to the bed, and lets go of it.

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It's floating? How is it floating?

"We usually use this technique to move around places quickly in the sky and it's really hard to balance and your suppose to stand on it, but if you sit I'm sure it's no problem."

It's weird. This place I'm at is weird. I can be seeing things after all I should have died, but that's why I'm here - in this strange world with things that can be described as 'magic' yet something that deems as normal.