It’s all in the past now. Wei Wuxian watched his former shidi face. Jiang Cheng’s face is peaceful, far too peaceful. it was a face that welcomed death. he had seen that face too many times in his previous life. he saw it once after he managed to get his former shidi back from the wen. he never thought he would see it again in this life. the curse affects its victim slowly. it lure them into a comforting dream, granting the victim’s deepest wish with each sleep, forcing them to go deeper and deeper into unconsciousness, before death took them slowly as their body lay waste in slumber. he wondered what kind of dream it was, did Jiang Cheng dream of ghosts like him too? there was only one way to break the curse, one of them had to enter Jiang Cheng’s dream and drag him back into the waking world. Wei Wuxian had prepared himself, dreading what he would see and yet a small part of him hoped to see familiar faces. he opened his eyes to an unfamiliar room and in front of him was his former shidi, grumbling loudly about how people couldn’t leave him alone, and then he turned his face at him, with a smile on his face. it caught him off guard, and shock must have been evident in his face. this ‘Jiang Cheng’ is younger, far younger than he should be. “what’s wrong? it’s alright, you’re safe here, those people wouldn’t be able to come here and this is my home. what’s your name?” Jiang Cheng asked and reached for his hand. he saw himself reflected in those eyes, he was still in Mo Xuanyu’s body. “We.. Mo Xuanyu..?” he answered. Jiang Cheng looked down as if oddly disappointed by his answer. he noticed Zidian was already wrapped in Jiang Cheng’s finger. countless thoughts fled from his head. “A-cheng, do you remember me?” he asked and came to a horrifying realization. Jiang Cheng looked at him oddly. “how do you know my name?”. At that moment he can guess what Jiang Cheng desperately wished for. ‘forget it. it’s all in the past now. don’t mentioned it again.’ To forget and yet still unwilling to part with the past, so here he was, stuck between the past and present. in his hand, he holds Zidian that Madam Yu left him, surrounding him is the sect, he rebuilt and inherited from Jiang Fengmian, outside of the courtyard Wei Wuxian could hear a small child laughing, Jin Ling, the son his sister left behind in that tragedy. he does not wish for the people he loves to come back, he just wishes to forget it all while still desperately hanging onto the ‘gift’ they left behind, as if they were already part of him that he can’t separate from himself. as if he was content with only just that. in confusion, he thought about what part he played in Jiang Cheng’s wish, and in dread, he came to a realization, that to bring Jiang Cheng back, he needed to make him remember it all. at the end of it all, whose wish was it that the curse granted? #modaozushi #modaozushi魔道祖师 #mdzs #grandmasterofdemoniccultivation #weiwuxian #weiying #jiangcheng #jiangwanyin #mxtx #danmei #fanart #animatic - @lyrablack1883