HEAVEN’S FEEL
Qingye sat on his throne watching the three mbers in white kneeling before him, his cold eyes held no ounce of compassion, they were as deep as the void and they made the Scabbards flinch. "Report."
Kishi one of the Scabbards took a deep breath. "Preparations are complete. We can begin our assault on Dravnel as soon as you give the word my lord."
A cold smirk manifested on Qingye’s face. "Good, inform Baihan that he is to lead the charge–" he took a deep breather. "—And Kishi, failure is not an option."
Kishi nodded and the three mbers of the Scabbards vanished leaving silence to befall the throne room.
Qingye my child!
Qingye grabbed his head as the voice pierced through the vast abyss that was his mories. Who are you? And why do you know that na? He gritted his teeth trying to shake away the voice.
I know your na because you are my child. I nad you.
Get out!! Qingye roared as his flas flared up burning through his surroundings—the ntal control Juin had put him under being reinforced. The brief faltering of the control had began sowing the seeds of self-identity making the subconscious of Qingye start questioning itself.
In another room—Juin was starting his preparation to et his benefactors. Their goals he had done accordingly and he needed the promised power. What more could they want? The city’s production of Neuro-Qi was being funneled to the trigram they gave him—and he had banished Yuanchen albeit with the help of Aamon.
He did a few handsigns and the candles he had placed around the pentagram lit up—the orange flas bled to black and the wax turned to blood as the pentagram illuminated.
Juin instinctively knelt on the spot—the pressure within the room he was teleported in was so powerful he felt the hairs on the back of his neck shift. He knew that one mistake he would die.
He raised his head and suppressed the malice in his heart as he saw the gaze that were looking down on him.Not yet. he told himself as he lowered his eyes. "Divine council. I have arrived."
"Good Job Juin. Your service has been excellent as usual. What is it you desire?"
Juin bit his tongue and remained calm. "Nothing too great, just a seat at the divine council... I believe I have proved myself to be a valuable asset to you."
"Haha! What’s this insect talking about?" A feminine voice spoke in response to his request. "Proved yourself? And you think that is enough rit to get you to be one of us?"
Juin gritted his teeth as he raised his eyes to et the purple ones staring down at him. Just you wait! I will kill you all. at that point, his malice was close to bursting and alerting the council.
"Enough Endo!" The voice belonging to a man with faded blue eyes interjected and Endo whined in disappointnt.
The man turned to look at Juin and he opened his palm, a dallion floated from his palm to Juin. "You are not ready for that, grow stronger. But in the anti, that dallion serves as a connection to our influence."
Juin glared at the dallion and took a breather. "I’m grateful for the gesture my elders."
The summoning tir ran out as the last candle died out and Juin was reverted back to where he was before being brought to the elders.
He got to his feet and his hand gripped the dallion with all he had, his knuckles turned ghastly white from the force he was exerting. His teeth were grinding together like chainsaw blades. This? Influence? I need not their influence! He threw the dallion across the room, his Neuro-Qi levels rising with his anger.
Every ti he ets them, he is humiliated and belittled.
Juin’s eyes glowed nacingly in the dark. "I swear! You will pay."
Heaven’s Archive Sect had began its military operation. The streets of Heaven’s Feel were covered by multitude of banners with the crest of the Shen family—the Sects that once called Heaven’s Feel ho subjugated by the expansion of the Fla Emperor and now deployed for war, war with Dravnel, the neighboring city and an economical hotspot for refinent and alchemy.
Baihan stood at the head of the force. His charcoal eyes glaring at the screen with his brother’s face present.
"Am I making myself clear?"
Baihan nodded. "Yes!" His brother had given him instructions that on what to do.
The communication projection disappeared and Baihan turned to his army. "Move out n!"
A chorus filled the air as disciples and chabeasts began their voyage through Heaven’s Feel. Their force totalling over 160,000 troops, all ard and geared up for one of the biggest invasions to ever grace the Heavenly Cities.
Back in the Sect, Qingye was on his own mission.
He made his way to the lower levels of the Sect prison—once there, Qingye took a chair and sat in front of one of the cells in the prison. "Co here."
Gaia spat on the ground as she glared up at Qingye with her unswollen eye. "What do you want?"
Qingye even when seeing the state Gaia was in never batted an eye, nor feel remorse. "Where is Lian’er, where did you send her?"
Gaia chuckled dryly. "Wouldn’t you like to know." satire rolled off her tongue in waves as she responded to the question at hand.
Flas ignited on Qingye’s hand. "Don’t test , it’s wise to answer and not beat around the bush."
Gaia looked at the flas and she felt nothing—no fear, nothing. Her fear of Qingye, and Juin had long died when she was getting tortured for information on Lian’er, they broke her body multiple of tis but her mind and spirit reigned supre and unyielding, holding onto the belief that one day, her beloved master would return to save them from the darkness that clouded their reality.
"I don’t know where she went." She narrowed her eyes at Qingye. "Let ask you sothing Fla Emperor..." her tone changed from satirical to malice when she called out Qingye’s alias. "Why would you, a man as noble and righteous stoop to such levels? You vehently stood on the side of justice as twisted as it is and upheld Sect laws but now? You are the source of people’s terror, how much further can you fall?"
She did not blink when she felt the flas pass by her face and hit the wall behind her.
Her questions made Qingye hold his head in pain, the flashing of mories returning, seeping through the cracks ford within his subconscious—the thoughts now heavily focusing on himself as a person.
Who are you? The Qingye I know doesn’t unnecessarily bully the weak
"Shut up!"
What happened to you?
"Shut up!!"
Qingye, this Sect is yours to protect rember that.
"I SAID SHUT UP!!"
Qingye roared, kicking the chair he was sitting on and standing up. Gaia just watched the ntal turmoil the man was going through, her eyes filled with sympathy.
The man before her, had gone from being prideful and righteous to this shell of a puppet that can only do what was programd of him.
It was truly sad.
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