Enternal Laughs
Wei Zhouhui froze, looking around, there seemed no one was laughing. There was such a vivid laugh that I heard though.
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Lan Xichen and Lan Nianzu set out with Wei Zhouhui the next day. With lessons temporarily canceled, many other disciples also came along, some which was including Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng, and Jin ZiXuan. Most came just to watch the demonic cultivator at work, despite the said demonic cultivator's pleas not to.
Everyone surrounded the lake either it be on a sword or boat, as Zhouhui silently stood there, patiently waiting for the abyss to emerge from the waters.
After waiting for a while, and young disciple from the Lan Sect pushed his boat towards Zhouhui's.
"Come on! I don't think the waterborne abyss will come out today. Maybe it is resting?"
Wei Zhouhui looked at the disciple, of course it's the idiot that copied Lan Zhan that one time, he really didn't learn a lesson from plunging his sword into the water despite his below average skills in sword fighting. Simply ignoring him, he went back to staring at the quiet waters.
"Oh come on! Surely it isn't here now?" Su Minshan went down to touch the lake.
But just then, movement was seen in the water.
"Don't-!" He tried to stop him, but it was too late. This. Damned. Idiot.
The water emerged, towering over the disciples. Drills of water attacked the disciples on their swords
Everyone scattered, sighing, Wei Zhouhui took to the skies I told them not to come.He nodded towards Lan Nianzu, and he used the resentful energy around him to float towards the center of the water abyss, extracting the resentful energy, and absorbing it into his body.
Hehe.
Frozen once again. He heard that awfully vivid, and scratchy laugh. His attention cut when a force of water shot towards him. Zhouhui flinched, quickly reaching towards his flute, multiple drills made of water were terrorizing the mortified disciples. He raised the flute to his mouth, blowing a few loud notes. Absorbing a good amount more of resent.
Why are you saving the ones that hurt you?
Wei Zhouhui's spine grew cold. Infront of him, laid a waterborne abyss that was supposed to be shooting out at him, dead still. Looking around, he realized that the world had stopped.
You see? This is what you are capable of.
Realising this was a result of his own doing, he grew frantic, he started to search for Lan Nianzu. Searching through the mess of the situation, his eyes locked onto two golden orbs.
It was Lan Nianzu's eyes, they showed of panic. Looking at the Lan further, he realized that his hand was reaching out towards Wei Zhouhui's direction.
Look at that, he hates your crooked ways that much, that he wants to stop you from getting rid of the waterborne abyss. All so that he can take all the credit to himself.
The logic didn't make sense, but a wave of dread fell over Zhouhui. It was almost as if the world would fall apart if what the voices were saying weren't true.
"It can't be..."
Ah, but it is, even if you use your powers for good, everyone will be scared of your abilities, and history will repeat. No one truly loves you, you are just a monster.
Wei Zhouhui couldn't take it, it was true, but he didn't ask for this. I just wanted to keep the ones I love safe, then die peacefully, can I really not escape the hell I made of myself even after giving my life for them?
But as I said "Wei Wuxian," no one loves you, you killed three thousand at the battle of Nevernight. You are a monster! Even if you died a miserable death just to save them, they will always despise you!
Wei Zhouhui shuddered, I know, this world hates me, it's unfair, why do I have to go back to this hell again?
You aren't wanted by this world, not in past, present, or future.
"I know."
Yes, so why stay? Everyone wants you to die, no one wants you.
"I know!"
You can't escape it even after death-
"I KNOW!"
A strong force of shock hit Wei Zhouhui. A large mass of resentful energy was accidentally absorbed by Wei Zhouhui.
Hak-guh
Red substance from Zhouhui's mouth fell into his hand. Retracting his hands from his mouth, he looked down, blood.
"Wei Ying-!"
He heard Lan Nianzu shout out to him, Lan Zhan... But after that, the voices became inaudible, he felt consciousness slipping. His legs grew limp, he collapsed into two strong arms. And his mind slid into his mess of a past.
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Welcome to the universe of universes my child, Lali here!
The waterborne abyss has been dealt with, Lan Nianzu did accidentally call out Wei Zhouhui's real identity, and I'm excited to write the next chapter. This fanfiction got more reads than I expected, so I want to say to whoever is reading this: Thank you for reading! Please put any ideas that I could incorporate into this fanfiction if you'd like.
And goodbye good children! See you in the next chapter!
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