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Da Ji - Misery Loves Company

In the lands of Ancient China, the Jade Emperor was seen as the bridge between the Gods and Mortals. For couple of millennia, the Jade Emperors prior were usually competent and fair, but the current one, Zhou of Shang, was agreed upon as the worst one yet. This can be chalked up to one thing and her name is Da Ji. Zhou of Shang had desecrated one of Nu Wa's temples with a poem, declaring his love for the Guardian of Heaven. Angered by such sacrilege, Nu Wa had released upon the mortal world the devious fox spirit, known as Da Ji, who took the form of a seductive and beautiful woman that King Zhou would do anything for, even sacrifice his own people.

Da Ji's love of pain, suffering, and misery would be a crucial factor into her plan to either have the Jade Emperor overthrown or killed. The plan was simple; commit many atrocities to the people of China so that the Emperor is removed. While spending time with the Emperor to be his mistress, Da Ji could relate to Nu Wa because the fox spirit saw the Jade Emperor as weak, spineless, and needy. Every touch of his decrepit fingers made her blood boil, every grope of her large breasts made her want to end her own suffering, and every night of pleasure for King Zhou was a night of misery for Da Ji.

Da Ji, like mortals, had perseverance. The Jade Emperor was blind to all of Da Ji's activities, including her seeing her own true love in Y/n. The man in question is a young farmer, recently purchased his own farm land and lives on his own, and he was nothing more than that. He was also one of the early haters of the Jade Emperor ever since he commissioned one of Da Ji's signature torture devices, the Paolao, a bronze tower in which naked people were locked up inside, standing on hot coals and left to burn to death. Seeing an accomplice in him, being among the commoners, Da Ji had confided her plan in him and agreed. As they planned, their friendship in each other turned into love, with Da Ji sleeping in his bed when night had come.

With Da Ji coming up with new ways to make the people seem restless, going as far as having King Zhou approve of killing people just to feed them to Da Ji to satisfy her appetite. Meanwhile, down on the streets, shouting the great injustices of the Jade Emperor to get them all riled up and ready for a revolution. Before the day would be known as the overthrowing of King Zhou, Da Ji and Y/n met in Y/n's home as night descended.

Y/n: What happens after our plan works? You'd be run out of town, Da Ji or killed.

Da Ji: I was planning to leave anyway, maybe make for lands far from here.

Y/n: Then I'll leave with you!

Da Ji: Y/n, it was a mistake for me to fall in love with you.

Y/n: What do you mean? I don't remember doing anything to displease you.

Da Ji: It's not what you did, its what you are.

Y/n: I...don't quite understand.

Da Ji: Allow me to show you.

Unveiling the illusion casted upon her nine-tails, Da Ji's orange and white-tipped bushy tails swayed to and fro, Y/n's eyes widening at the fact that he loved and made love to a spirit, a fox spirit no less.

Y/n: You're...a spirit?

Da Ji: I was sent here by Nu Wa to get rid of the Jade Emperor by any means necessary. Falling in love with you, however, was my own choice. I never felt more happier than staying by your side, hearing you whisper in my ear how much you love me and what you would wish for us in the future, as much as I do with you.

Y/n: I don't care if you'd outlive me or not, Da Ji! I want the rest of my life to be spent with you or in worship of you! You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and I don't want to lose you...

For once in her life, Da Ji smiled towards something that wasn't pain, misery, or the suffering of others. The nine-tailed fox had never thought that the love and affection of someone, a mortal no less, would bring her eternal happiness. Then again, it was probably a thought in the back of her head that the suffering of others would only bring her temporary pleasure, while this love and devotion brought to her by Y/n is a wholly new feeling, one that she's never experienced before in her lifetime.

Taking a step closer to Y/n, where her breasts were basically touching his chest, her tails coiled around him gently as she placed her hands on both of his cheeks while he wrapped his arms around her lower back, her nine tails making it impossible for the farmer to wrap his arms around her curvy waistline.

Da Ji: I love you too. I couldn't possibly imagine a world without you, my dear~

Y/n: Would you allow me to show just how much I love you?

Da Ji: Only if you allow me to do the same.

As the pleasant night came to a close with the afterglow starting to come to effect, before Y/n and Da Ji would succumb to their fatigue of getting it on, the two lie in bed staring into each other's eyes and caressing each other's faces.

Y/n: You're so...beautiful...never have I seen a woman so gorgeous as you.

Da Ji: You've always fascinated me, Y/n. You never strived for more than what you were given, always content even though you could have strived for more.

Y/n: If I did, I never would have met you.

The foxy vixen let out a chuckle that would melt the heart of men in an instant. Under the sheets, they held each other closer, with no gap in between them as they slept in each other's arms, simply happy by being there with each other, even though the uncertainty of the ensuing riot would leave the two lovers in a compromising position, yet they would die in synchronization and still remain happy.

When the revolution came in full force, China burned. The people burned all things associated with the Jade Emperor and as the mob approached the palace and the bedroom, they would find King Zhou, who had committed suicide by ingesting poison. Meanwhile, Da Ji had become a spirit while Y/n would walk and reside in what is now known as Mongolia. If there were any man who would threaten Y/n by killing him or taking his crops, Da Ji would come down in the night and slaughter those related but not kill those who had threaten him in the first place.

After all, the fear and terror on their faces satiated her desires of misery and what satisfied her, satisfied him.