âSigh, I donât want things to be like this, but it seems I have no other choice, do I?â Xun exclaimed. âYou seem to have made up your mind. But still, I donât feel like this is the right decision. You still donât know how strong he can be. It would be much easier to stop the white Tiger King than it will be to stop Tian Shen.â
âOh, I am sure I have an idea how strong he can be. Iâve seen some glimpses of him, and Iâm sure that wasnât even a fraction of his strength. If Iâm not wrong, it was Tian Shen who killed the ancestor of Zhu Chang as well, so heâs certainly stronger than a God Beast King, to say the least,â Long Chen agreed with what Xun was saying.
âHowever, that doesnât mean itâs better for me to face White Tiger King to stop him. White Tiger King is also very strong compared to how I am now. I canât face him either. So I have to make a tough choice. A weaker White Tiger King who is still stronger than me, or a Stranger Tian Shen who is asleep? I think the decision is clear!â he added, letting out a sigh.
âHonestly, I didnât want to be in a place like this. If there wasnât a risk of White Tiger King coming here, I mightâve actually thought twice about going deeper. But I canât now,â he continued as his fingers graced against the rough walls.
The walls seemed to be very old. It was unclear how old they were. âCan any of you read the meaning of the words on the wall?â
He could feel that the strange characters were words that were trying to convey something. They were different from the Carvings that he had seen before.
Long Tian nodded. âI can read them. You are right; they are words.â
âWhat does it say?â Long Chen asked.
Long Tian observed all the words, taking a brief second before nodding. âThey seem to be depicting some Kind of poem.â
âA poem?â
âYeah. I donât know why but itâs more like someone had carved a poem on the walls. Itâs very Vague, yet itâs very alluring,â Long Tian exclaimed. âA beautiful poem indeed.â
âCan you translate it?â Long Chen asked, frowning.
Long Tian affirmed. âHere it goes.â
He took a deep breath.
âFeeling the scary silence, I stopped as I looked all around,
But not even a glimpse of her was ever found.â
âShe was an angel while I was a demon; we were never meant to be, Was this the height of treason, of destiny against me?â
âBeing Defeated by my luck, I had fallen to the ground
Though, I was still able to hear the sound of her silent weeping in the background.â
âWas it me who made her cry? Is that why Iâm in this mess? If itâs true, then I indeed do deserve this darkness.â
âWill my Disappearing forever make things right?
If thatâs the case, itâs fine even if I die.
I am leaving this place to make you free,
Though, my memories might be the only things that could trouble thee.â
âIâll miss you forever my love, even when I become a true demon, causing thousands to get hurt.
This might be the punishment of heaven against me for falling in love with an angel that was never meant to be.â
âShe deserves the heaven, while I belong to hell,
Iâll bear the pain of separation, even if that makes me an empty shell.â
âJust let me say this one thing before I forever disappear,
The days I spent with you are the memories that I hold most dear.
Your smile was the only thing that brought light to my dark world.
Forget me and smile like you did before so that I could hold to my humanity in the netherworld.â
âThat was a rough translation of these words. I donât know why someone wrote it, but it seems like someone who was really hurt,â Long Tian explained.
âSounds more like the weeping of a Demon who hurt his loved one. Could Tian Shen be the one who wrote it? If thatâs the case, then who is the lady he was talking about,â Long Chen muttered, frowning. He didnât know Tian Shen well enough to know who he might be talking about. However, what he knew was that this woman was really dear to the one who wrote this poem.
âIf Tian Shen is indeed the one who wrote this poem, that woman must be his weakness. If we can manage to find her, we might be able toâ¦â
âYou think she would still be alive?â Long Tian asked. âRuan Shen went to sleep a long time ago. Thereâs a good chance that the woman has already died even if she was alive during his time. And even if she is alive, how can we find her? Itâs not like we can ask Tian Shen who he is talking about?â
âWe canât ask him, but we might be able to do more,â Long Chen rubbed his chin, thinking of something.
He looked back at Xun. âYou can read this poem as well, right? Do you think Tian Shen was the one who wrote it?â
âI canât say for sure. Although itâs true that he was into poetry, thereâs no way to confirm if itâs his poetry. We donât even know if itâs his tomb after all. We are only guessing. However, if it is indeed his tomb, then thereâs a good chance that this Poetry is his,â Xun explained, letting out a sigh.
âIâm mostly sure this is a Tomb of Tian Shen even though Iâm not a hundred percent either. Still, this does give us a direction to tackle Tian Shen! Iâm sure there must be someone he held dear in this world. Even if itâs not his tomb, that information is still useful,â Long Chen let out, smiling. âI canât believe I didnât think of this before.â
âIf he wants to be a Demon and play such games, why shouldnât I answer him in a similar way?â he asked. âXun, you must know who was close to him? Who he held dear?â