Chapter 1.17

I'm back?

FeiNan pinched himself to make sure he was not dreaming. A sharp pain electrocuted his cheek, a clear contrast to the numbness he felt in the dark expanse.

Looking at how muddled FeiNan was, JunQing felt his heart squeeze in pain. He embraced the other again, wrapping his arms around FeiNan's body.

FeiNan's hands hung limply as he observed JunQing. He squinted,

What's going on?

His eyes focused on JunQing but the more he stared the more painful the pricks on his eyes. He sucked in a sharp breathe and looked behind JunQing, waiting for the other to let go of him.

"JunQing...it's fine.."

He turned his head to the side and pushed him away slightly, making sure not of look directly at him.

FeiNan's eyelashes casted a shadow over his face as he managed to pry JunQing off himself.

"I...I thought you would never wake up..."

Hearing this, FeiNan stopped his rejection and tried his hardest to look at JunQing.

The uncomfortable sensation made his face scrunch up into a hard grimace, but he manages to choke out a light joke,

"It seems like half my time with you is me in some sort of coma."

He continued to pat JunQing's back,

"Come on, let go, I'm suffocating here."

FeiNan turned to the table where HeiAn was. He slowly got up and walked over to inspect the blade, the black metal used to make it really reminded him of the darkness in the expanse.

As his fingers touched the handle, his entire body pulsated, a strong headache suddenly attacked his temples as he staggered backwards.

For some reason he went through the motions of touching his ear, lightly grazing against the jade earrings.

But nothing happened.

Maybe it's just the coma..

FeiNan hung the sword at his side, patting it down while taking a glance at JunQing.

"So..what have you been up to?"

He took notice that JunQing was silently observing his sword, so snapped his two fingers to get his attention.

"Huh...I..I took the sword you recovered and...trained with it.."

Somewhere in JunQing's heart he was waiting for the repulsion from FeiNan as stated by the sword, but contrary FeiNan exclaimed,

"That's amazing! I didn't even have to tell you what to do!

Truely it's the Protaganist's destiny.

FeiNan's eyes sharpened, a slight hint of grey seeped into his eyes, turning his dark as night pupils to a foggy mist, adding on a layer of mysteriousness to his appearance.

"While I was away did you find clues on who was he masked man?"

"I wanted to tell you...I have a feeling it is the heir of the YuChen clan."

"How are you so sure?"

"....because of this."

JunQing placed something on the wooden desk, the crisp click of the metallic object and the table was sharp to FeiNan's ears as he eyed it carefully. His hand lifted up to reveal a shiny, gold pendant. An insignia of a blooming red flower carved meticulously onto it, the flower almost looked alive.

"This is...,"

"The insignia of the YuChen clan...also known as the leading clan right now.."

"But why...why would such a bigshot bother with me...follow my sister's words..."

"I'm not sure..but I snatched this pendant from him during the fight."

"Why tell me this now? Not earlier?"

"I...FeiNan.."

JunQing stepped forward and held onto FeiNan's hand, his eyes radiating a pained and sorrowful state.

"FeiNan...Mother wouldn't have wanted this...if we go against the YuChen clan....we can't have normal lives anymore."

FeiNan's eyes narrowed dangerously as his ears tried to take in the information and his brain tried to make sense of what is happening.

He's not willing to take revenge?

His vision turned red as his pupils further dilated into a murkier gray and crimson mixture.

"FeiNan...listen to me..we can just fufilling lives together, no need for grander things like glory or revenge...that's what she would've wanted...."

JunQing gripped FeiNan's shoulders and looked him in the eyes, his tone pleading and posture submissive. His eyebrows were scrunched up in worry as he realised that nothing was getting through to the other.

JunQing was not a pushover, but he was reasonable. He knew this revenge scheme, that they were into, had plunged the wrong way, FeiNan picked up the corrosive demonic arts. If it goes further...what the sword predicted will happen.

Showing FeiNan what he found was to cut short his revenge plot at its start. Assasinating the heir of the leading clan was no small feat, hopefully FeiNan would realise this and just wake up.

"You..."

FeiNan's voice trembled, no one knows whether it was from sorrow or anger. But it proved to be the latter,

"You disgust me."

He threw off JunQing's hands and stepped back, anger seeped through his eyes as his teeth gritted.

Black mist from the sword wrapped around his arm, as if begging FeiNan to use it. A smile breaks across his face as he drew his sword, it reflecting a night light onto his sinister face.

"Lowly one...this is the personality alteration...do you see why your can't be together?"

The sword at JunQing's side unsheathed itself to meet the other's sword. Each drawing a contrasting sight, one dark as nigjt and one bright as day. But both exuding a murderous air.

FeiNan's eyes widened into a crazed expression, the hand gripping the blade moved in a flash. JunQing reluctantly raised his hand to grip the sword, parrying FeiNan's every movement,

"Hahhaa, just because you have the Protaganist sword, you go against me? Good good good JunQing..."

FeiNan shouted as he performs many different styles of sword play, trying his best to land a killing blow.

"FeiNan please listen!! I...I just want us to live peacefully!!"

"Well you can tell that to Mother when you meet her in the afterlife."

FeiNan chanted some incantations and black mist seeped out of his hand, forming a solidified blade with a tip so sharp one could almost see a glint.

He aimed his hand at JunQing's shoulder and with a sudden surge of internal force he collided with him.

Bright red blood spurted from JunQing's mouth, he stared sadly at FeiNan. His hand which weilded TianDi slowly loosened and dropped the blade. With shaking fingers he used one hand to trap FeiNan's hand against his shoulder, and the other to caress his face.

The same touch that he had done countless times to the other even while he was asleep.

He stared deeply into the misty eyes of FeiNan, now the colour had almost entirely changed, and he knew in his heart, this was not FeiNan anymore.

"Servant FeiNan, you shall stand down."

FeiNan's body suddenly turned rigid, a light breathe escaped from his throat. His body had completely been taken over by the contract. Without any sense of control he slumped into JunQing's arms. He stayed silent for a few moments, before a insane laughter escaped his chest,

"Hahahaha!! Such is the fate of a Second Male Lead!!"

"FeiNan...please."

"Shut up,"

FeiNan glared at him,

"JunQing, don't think this is over..."

I need power. I need strength. I need to kill him.

I will give you power. I will give you strength. Give me your body. I will kill him.

A bright smile broke across FeiNan's face, like a burst of sunlight in a cold winter.

Author's Note:

Zzz I'm not feeling so inspired to write zzzzzzzzzz how???? Btw this arc is ending.

Next arc is modern setting ('ヮ')