Shen Wei never wanted to be an Emperor, but on the anniversary of the peace deal he discovers that Kunlun might be alive.
Part 1 of the The Leaves Of Autumn Are Memories series
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Mogwai or mogui are a type of demon that inflict harm on humans in Chinese tradition. Every novel describes them differently, but the general bit is that they feed on souls....
Translations:
wángzǐ means a direct son of a king
er-dianxia means second king. If the Lord Commander of the Army was the Crown Prince, on the battlefield he was known as this.
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Love is courage and indescribable pain. It is strength and it is mercy, even when it mercilessly breaks your heart.
Wang Zheng could hardly feel the tears on her cheeks, when Lord Kunlun suddenly wrenched free of her grasp, his dark eyes flashing. The world crashed into a blur of color, the corpses and nearly overpowering stench of blood, disappearing as if they had never existed. For a moment she could barely see and struggled to regain some control over herself, before she fell victim to the gate magic, seeping through this false realm.
The ground was the same, memory and expectation maintaining the illusion as Kunlun stumbled back a step or two and sat down on a smooth rock, heedless of his sword, his armor..the fight raging around him...
The rock appeared seeming so out of place in this battlefield, untouched by the fighting and bathed in afternoon sunlight, while all else appeared dark, gloomy and ominous. He settled blindly onto its familiar surface, with its long cracks and dry chalky texture, as he struggled to make sense of what he had learned, dread heavy in his heart.
Nothing in this scene or in this very world was real and he had known it for such a long time now. Had lost himself to it, exhaustion and injury wearing him down until he had accepted the role the Gate had given him. It had served him well that faux submission.
He had used everything he knew to weave himself into the bridge, until it saw him as a piece of itself, one of its founders, its creators. It allowed him to protect the others, to shield them so completely he could hide them in the depths. It also critically allowed him to act as a final block for anyone trying to open the original Gateway, the other one this bridge was connected to. A Gate that led to a void. If Desolation was legendary and world-ending, this would be far, far worse.
Having awareness again was shocking and new. His old power and memories restored to him, when before there had just been light, heat and pain. An agony so intense, nothing beyond the feeling had remained, nothing but his will, his control...
He almost wished he could return to the fires, after everything Wang Zheng had shown him. The memory of Shen Wei's immediate disapproval at that reckless, thoughtless and no doubt self-pitying remark would have been amusing, sweet even...had it not plunged a dagger through his heart.
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