wangxian_untamed
He was once called many things.
Prodigy. Heretic. Monster.
But before the war, before the accusations, before the world learned to whisper his name with fear-
he was only a boy who believed he could save everyone.
And he failed.
When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself not in death, but in the quiet dawn of the Cloud Recesses-before tragedy, before betrayal, before love was tested by blood.
This time, he remembers everything.
The flames that devoured his home
The resentment that coiled beneath his ribs.
The moment white robes knelt in scarlet-stained snow.
Given a second chance, he swears he will not repeat the same mistakes.
He will not walk the dark path.
He will not let resentment define him.
He will not allow the Lotus to drown in hatred.
But destiny is not a thread that untangles easily.
The cultivation world is already shifting.
Ancient forces stir beneath polite smiles.
And the man clad in white-calm, unyielding, radiant as carved jade-watches him with eyes that seem to sense something has changed.
Because this time, the Lotus is no longer reckless.
This time, he is afraid.
And sometimes-
Love is not what destroys you.
It is what forces you to choose who you are willing to become......
A WangXian story - familiar in heart, different in soul.
This time, I'm exploring a genre I never thought I would attempt.
I hope you'll take this journey with me.