The ground of the cloud recesses is dark and frigid. It should have been a simple night; however, no one could have guessed what would happen to resurrect those afflicted by the yin iron, except those who were not naive enough to believe there was a cure for the suffering inflicted on those who had already lost their soul to ghouls. Wei Wuxian was cursing everybody who believed it was a good idea to bring them back, regardless of which clan these miserable people were originally from.

nie mingjue y huaisang se aman y de ese amor nacen cuatro niños hermosos pero un mal acecha el mundo del cultivo y planea destruirlo todo mentiras , secretos , envidia , muerte es lo que se ve diez años después un secreto que sale a la luz al parecer la secta jin provocó la ira del ex lider wen ruohan los Lan y sus parejas temen por la destrucción total del mundo del cultivo al parecer las consecuencias de sus actos tienen consecuencias e iban aceptar el trato de advertir mandarian a sus hijos para advertir al lider wen y que no ocurriera la guerra .

There's a lot of things in Wei Wuxian's life he never intended to do. There's a lot more that he's going to do now that he's near immortality. This was actually a pretty decent fuck up if he doesn't count the fact he can't feel his own ass for three weeks. But he accidentally created Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics and now he has to deal with it together with the time travel issue...

-no puede ser yo debería estar muerto

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Que Wei wuxian e Lan Wangji se odeiam todos sabem E se depois de uma noite de bebedeira eles fossem parar em uma cama de motel? E se essa noite tivesse consequências para ambos? E somente 4 anos depois Lan Wangji soubesse o que aquela noite resultou? Essa fanfic não será A.B.O,mas sim de doceles(que também são homens que podem engravidar mas não têm cio e eu não sei se escrevi certo porque isso é escrito em espanhol) Os personagens serão divididos entre ativos,flex e passivos/doceles

Após ser exposto a um estranho incensário, Wei Wuxian sente frequentes indisposições que o levam a ser examinado por uma médica de sua seita. Para surpresa de Lan Wangji, aqueles sintomas apontam na verdade a gravidez de Wei Ying. O casal tenta assimilar a nova realidade, enquanto pessoas e eventos os fazem questionar suas habilidades parentais. # Omegaverse baseada nos capítulos extras de Mo Dao Zu Shi (O Incensário), é recomendável os ler antes de fazer a leitura dessa fanfic. #

L'histoire suit la campagne à Buyetian Sheng, après la mort de Jiang Yanli. Lan Zhan des suites de divers combats meurt pour protéger Wei Ying. Lan Xichen pour honorer la mémoire de son frère décide d'exaucer le dernier souhait de celui-ci: sauver Wei Wuxian ! Cette fanfiction est tirée de l'univers de Mo Dao Zu Shi, les personnages ne m'appartiennent pas

--- The apartment still smelled of cardboard and fresh paint. Boxes lay scattered, but her heart was lighter than it had been in years. After endless part-time jobs, sleepless nights, and countless rejections, she had finally been accepted into her dream company. This new place, though plain, was freedom-her new beginning. She made herself a cup of coffee, humming quietly as the machine gurgled. Wrapping her hands around the warmth, she turned-only for a sharp, stabbing pain to tear through her chest. The mug slipped, shattering. Her breath caught. The pain grew unbearable, her vision fading. She collapsed into darkness. --- When she opened her eyes again, she expected a hospital. Instead, she found soft blankets, sandalwood in the air, and silence. She lifted her hand. Small. Tiny. Fragile. Her chest clenched in disbelief. This wasn't her world. It was that world-the novel she had read a hundred times, the story of cultivation, sword sects, and tragedies that had broken her heart. And she wasn't just anyone. She was born as the only daughter of the Nie Sect... the martial sister of Wei Wuxian himself. Her tiny fists curled. Wei Wuxian-the brilliant boy who carried too much alone, the sun who fell into darkness. Not this time. She knew what was coming. She wouldn't let history repeat itself. With her knowledge, she would change fate, step by step, no matter the cost. But she was just a baby. Helpless. Dependent. And in this cruel world, trust was dangerous. Who could she turn to? Who could she risk relying on? Her very existence was already shifting the future. A butterfly in the storm. Would she succeed in rewriting destiny-or be swallowed whole by it? --- "Her story is only just beginning-filled with courage, love, and the hope of changing fate for the people she cherishes. Please enjoy and support this one, just like you did with my other story. Your love and encouragement mean everything to me."

- ¡Lan Zhan! - llamó un energético Wei Wuxian al recién nombrado haciendo para sus pasos y darse la vuelta - ¿creerías si te digiera que los ángeles existen? - apoyó sus dos manos detrás de su cabeza en una pose despreocupada. - ¿A que viene eso? - pregunta extrañado por la repentina pregunta de su compañero. - ¡Olvídalo! ¡Olvídalo! - caminó con aquella pose despreocupada sacando un suspiro al más serio. . . . . La pareja caminaba por el bosque en un cómodo silencio acompañado con la presencia del contrario cuando escucharon una meliodosa voz acompañada de una hermosa melodía. - ¡ El ángel! - corrió el hiperactivo alfa pelinegro en busca de ese tan nombrado ángel. - ¡Hey Wei Wuxian! - le gritó para que parara pero no surgió efecto logrando así ver a su pareja desaparecer entre el follaje de aquel bosque. . . . . ¡Hola! Solo quería informar que esta historia no estará basada en la novela ni nada, tendrá pequeños matices pero nada que ver con ella. ¡Sin más me despido!