Xielianxreader Stories

"why am I always being dragged along , as a unwitting participant?" she could never comprehend how she came into this situation. how she got roped into their lives. every excuse she made to avoid them she always run into them one way or another. was her luck really just this rancid? or was somebody doing this on purpose? or maybe they just wanted to keep her around . despite old ghosts lingering in her shadow. she always thought she was incapable. of love . she knew she was a witch . which is for dangerous and weren't considered human they lived for years past a normal human lifespan. they could live as king as gods did . but witches were far in few between they were hunted . seen as something too dangerous to keep around. although that might be true what makes a witch different from a human don't they both have families? don't they both have feelings? just because they are born with magic instead of learning it through cultivation? ~~~~~~~~ this is the story of a emotionally unstable witch . one could call her clinically insane with having no filter. she finds herself constantly being roped and dragged into mess after mess after mess . but that isn't all she found herself in the middle of a relationship that was growing between two people . A ghost king and A God. who have no idea that she's a witch . or so she thought. " everything's a joke if you survive being burned alive "

xɪᴇ ʟɪᴀɴ ғᴇʟᴛ ᴀs ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sʟᴇᴇᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴛᴇ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ ʙɪᴛ. ᴀ Pʜᴏᴇɴɪx. ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ʙᴀsᴇ ɪɴsᴛʀᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ. ᴡʜʏ? ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴋɪɴɢ...sᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴏғ sᴘɪʀɪᴛs ᴏɴ ʜɪs ᴍɪɴᴅ? (spirits and ghosts are different. it's a hill I will die on fr)