a post-cyberpunk xianxia epic
“If everyone else dies too, I would probably be rushing to bring sweets back to the youngest orphans on the mountain, to be there with them so they’re not scared when the sky goes dark.” After a thoughtful moment, the shadowscape boy looked to the river of chaos at his side and smiled, coy and […]
Most of Fanxing City’s vendors were already set up by the time Xueyu turned onto the street at the top of Zhongxin Market with his entourage. It was a convoluted and bustling place, full of old men whose dealings only centered around digging up discounts, merchants hungry for the back and forth of a haggle, […]
The path from the Tian’s estate to Zhongxin market was tightly coiled with street vendor clogged veins. Observant as he was, Laike found the environment overstimulating—too many sounds, too many sights, too many people. Voices overlapped voices until Laike couldn’t concentrate on a single story; the prince had so many memories to convey it seemed […]
“Please,” Yuhui pressed again, voice depleted in the peak of his petitioning, “This would mean the world to me, Laike.” Laike bowed his head, jaw tight. He didn’t turn into Yuhui’s insistent touch. Instead, he implored him gently: “You should get dressed, my prince.” And so, Yuhui, youngest prince of the Tian clan, middle heir […]
With his amber eyes still caught on every dip and curve of Yuhui’s nonsense markings, Laike made a single innocent request: “Take off your clothes.” “Um… why?” Yu’s eyes were wide even as his fingers indicated he was not opposed to following the order. The boy’s hands moved to fuss with the sash looped around […]
A month before Xueyu proposed Laike come to the Tian family complex, Jiling posed the young disciple a riddle at the tail end of prayers: “Laike,” she said. “Orphan of the deluge, my castaway child of the endless sword, tell me: if you stand at the epicenter of a flood spirit’s anguish, how do you […]
Yuhui stood next to the door of the Tian family’s grand sitting room, deferential to the guests he allowed to pass him—the lady of the mountain and her master of swords, his brother and the two young girls, the alluring boy in black followed by the Tian clan’s youngest child, his sister. When Miyan was […]
Fanxing city, separated from the hollow mountain that lurked distant in its periphery by a long shadow over the landscape, was just beginning to stir to life in the swell of morning. The Tian clan’s manor functioned as the sprawling heart of that land over which they ruled, perfectly sectioned between matters public and private. […]