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“Binghe, I’m sorry, I can’t….CONTROL IT” Shen Qingqiu finally yelled, only being able to hold off the thinly veiled screams for so long. The system has created a churning feeling in his stomach as a punishment for refusing to take his sword out. Its telling him that to stop the punishment, he must take out the sword, and point it towards Luo Binghe. His second option is to convince the protagonist, using any other method he could, to go jump off the cliff. Like HELL he will! He has held out this long, and he can’t possibly do it! Not after what Binghe had….told him.
“I-I promise I’m not hurting you as a reaction to that! BUTIDOHAVE QUESTIONS FUCK MOVE” Luo Binghe moved at the last second, haven’t not left earlier as….well he’s only just started processing what was said now. Shizun has questions about his confession? But then why…something must be controlling him. He must get rid of it before it hurts his Shizun more. He has questions too then!
“Why Shizun? Whats controlling you? Please tell this disciple, so that he may help you!” Shizun backed up. Why, does he think he would hurt him? Luo Binghe would rather jump off this cliff then let Shizun get hurt!
“Binghe I…the person you confessed to doesn’t exist…Im a-AHHHHHH” Shen Qingqiu started to feel pain shoot up in his legs, causing him to collapse in searing pain. Somehow this is more painful than the dream where he got to see what the pot fate was like for the OG goods. Not good! Wouldn’t you know, realizing you have no arms and legs, and then immediately hearing and seeing the one who got you did that? Awful, fucking awful! But this…he felt the pain in specific body parts, it was not just psychological.
Well, maybe it was. System, is this real or in my head?
Wouldn’t that be a good answer to have. But then, that would defeat the purpose of this punishment. You must feel as much pain as possible, if you even think of telling him the truth!
Fuck, he really doesn’t like the constant pain. He has to stop this soon.
At this moment, a clock appears before him saying “3:00 before Return Home protocol”
“Binghe I…I’ll tell you all these things at another time, but at the moment I only have a few kè to talk to you so here it goes. I’m not from this world, I came here from a place where your world is a story to me. I love this story, for well…you Binghe” He looks at Shen Qingqiu with a look of pure fondness and….well love must be what that look means doesn’t it? He’s looked at only Shen Qingqiu like that.
Oh. Oh.
“Iii-In that story, you end up married to hundreds of women. It made sense, you are the most intelligent character, and the most handsome” Suddenly that look darkens, and Binghe gets the reddest blush. Gosh it looks cute.
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Uh Oh.
“The older version of you I mean! I mean, of course you are adorable like this, and I can already see your development towards that form OH MY GOD THE PAIN IS MAKING ME SO OPEN ITS TOO MUCH”
“Shizun, what do I need to do to decrease or stop the pain?” Shen Qingqiu thought about it.
Make him go to the Abyss, whatever means necessary.
Well, maybe it won’t be as bad if he says one last thing.
“Jumping over the cliff into the Abyss. You will survive, as you have demonic qi in you, and you will have…an awakening of sorts? You will live, because you are a very strong and resilient person” He had to be. DAMN YOU AIRPLANE SHOOTING TOWARDS THE SKY, THE UNESSARY PAIN DOES NOT IMPROVE THE STORY, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!
“That’s it? And I’ll survive?” Luo BInghe sits up from where he had previously been, cradling Shen Qingqiu’s head so that he wouldn't choke on his tongue.
(Oh who is he kidding. Binghe does things like this all the time. Hugging him for slightly longer then appropriate, randomly running into him, and staring at him every time these things happen. Shen Qingqiu always assumed it was a touch-starved situation, but what a fool he’s been!)
“YES! But, you will suffer immensely, for 5 years! Yes you will become a Demon Emperor and will get to sleep with lots of beauties-“
“Shizun! I don’t want anyone but you, why won’t you understand that! I have been surrounded by many different people all my life, and none have come anywhere close to you!” Shen Qingqiu is silent. If this is true, then…everything has changed.
That is a significant part of the original story. If the Stallion Protagonist has no wives, he will get taken by Xin Mo. Then… Maybe Luo Binghe doesn’t have to suffer. Maybe this can be mitigated even better.
“If that’s the case, then-“ Shen Qingiu peaks at the clock. 2:00. SHIT GOTTA BE QUICK.
“I DONT HAVE LONG! PLEASE BE QUIET AND HERE MY FEW WORDS. DO NOT TAKE ON THE SWORD XIN MO, IT WILL DESTROY YOUR MIND. TAKE ZHENG YANG. BE CAREFUL, THERE ARE MANY POISONOUS THINGS, COLLECT VENOM ALONG THE WAY. LOOK ALL AROUND YOU, ITS DANGEROUS, AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, WHILE BECOMING EMPEROR-”
“SHIZUN I DON’T WANT THAT, I JUST WANT TO COME HOME AFTER THIS. PLEASE, I WANT TO COME HOME TO YOU” Shen Qingqiu stops briefly. That’s another important part of the story. What the hell, System, is this allowed?
Whatever consequences that come from this will be forgotten and forgiven. As long as the Protagonist goes over the cliff in in one minute.
“OFCOURSE YOU CAN! THIS MASTER WILL ALWAYS ACCEPT YOU AS HIS DISCIPLE, ASSUMING YOU STILL WANT THAT”
“Always. Then Shizun, let me give you something before I go” Binghe bends down again, and picks him up. He then deposits him gently against a tree. 40 seconds. He comes close to his face, much like the 653123 wives…but unlike with his wives, stops, and holds his hands. He looks into his eyes and says, all too genuinely.
“I promise to come home to Shizun, and I will think of you always while there, so really, I will have the best way to relive my suffering. Thank you Shizun, for everything. I love you, not as Shen Qingqiu, but as the one from the other world-“
“Shen Yuan, this one is Shen Yuan” And there's the Protagonist Grin, handsome as always.
“Shen Yuan. I will come home to you, that is a promise. I want to ask just one thing before I go.”
“Anything”
“May I kiss you” Oh Binghe. God he was a terrible person for this. But…well he did say anything, and knowing what he’ll go through, maybe some encouragement could help.
“But of course” And without hesitation. Binghe cradles his head once again, and closes the gap between them. He feels like his heart is being pulled away from him, but in the nicest way possible, somehow. Probably the Protagonist’s Halo. He wonders if that could also explain why he's fine, despite the counter going off ages ago. Why isn’t it killing him?
Congratulations! You have completed the task. It seems the consequences has worked out in your favour, and ours.
Wait really? Binghe doesn’t have to go off the cliff?
No, this must always occur.
OH FUCK YOU SYSTEM! FUCK ALL OF YOUR BULLSHIT, WHICH IS ALSO SHOOTING AIRPLANE TOWARDS THE SKY’S BULLSHIT, FUCK HE HATES THIS STORY!
Except Shen Yuan loves this story, more than any other. He is reminded of this, as he watches his favourite character, (Now… a very close master and disciple, friends who kiss…more?) Walk towards the cliff, somehow, he’s even cooler then in the original. In the original, he was thrown, screaming and looking down into hell itself. Now, maybe because he knows he’s going to survive, Luo Binghe looks back at him, smiles, and leans backwards off the cliff. Hes not scared, he trusts Shen Yuan when he says you’ll survive. Also, he now has a clear goal.
Kill whatever this “It” is that is hurting his Shizun, and forcing him off of a cliff. He will make it bleed, burn, beg for mercy as he turns it into a human stick. He’ll make it wish it was dead.
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(Initiate secret narrative. Recycling obsolete form - “Shen Jiu”)
(Now enacting emergency protocol - “Bring Back the Scum Villain”)