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The tragedy of Zhuo Yichen did not begin the day his heart surrendered to the monster; it began the moment he survived the massacre of his bloodline. Once, he was an innocent human boy, his hands unsoiled by blood and his heart untainted by the shadows of the realm. But innocence is a fragile thing, easily crushed under the heel of the great demon Zhu Yan. Left in the wake of his family’s slaughter, Yichen’s grief calcified into a singular, burning vow of vengeance. He would hunt the demon. He would wield the legendary Cloud Light Sword. He would have justice, or he would die trying. When fate threw them together into the uneasy alliance of the Demon Hunting Bureau, Yichen looked at Zhao Yuanzhou and saw only a monster. He struck a dark bargain with the devil himself: teach me how to wield the sword correctly, so that I may use it to kill you. He knew the demon desired death, but he could not comprehend the suffocating, ancient guilt that dragged the demon toward the grave—a burden heavy enough to crush the heavens. Yet hatred is a blistering, exhausting armor. In the brutal, shared breath of battle, the iron began to fracture. Yichen looked too closely and discovered a profoundly broken soul hiding beneath the monster's grin. Zhao Yuanzhou fell first—a quiet, helpless surrender to the hunter who sought his life. But Zhuo Yichen fell infinitely harder. He fell with the terrifying velocity of a righteous man plunging off a precipice, abandoning everything he once held sacred. To love Zhao Yuanzhou was an act of absolute self-destruction. It meant breaking his own bones just to let the demon in. Step by step, Yichen stripped away everything he once was. He threw aside his honor—the very foundation of his humanity—to shield a demon on the battlefield. Then, driven by the desperate need to stand by Yuanzhou's side and protect him, Yichen crossed the final, irreversible threshold: he became a demon himself. He transformed into the very nightmare that had murdered his family, willingly drowning in the dark waters of the abyss if it meant keeping Yuanzhou alive. But fate is a cruel, calculating master, and it demanded a toll Yichen could not bear to pay. When the truth was laid bare—that restoring the Cloud Light Sword required the sacrifice of Zhao Yuanzhou’s very demon core—the stoic hunter completely shattered. The world could burn to cinder. The realm could rot into nothingness. None of it mattered. Gripping the man he was born to kill, Yichen wept, his tears burning against Yuanzhou’s skin as his voice broke into a terrified, childlike whisper:
The tragedy of Zhuo Yichen did not begin the day his heart surrendered to the monster; it began the moment he survived the massacre of his bloodline. Once, he was an innocent human boy, his hands unsoiled by blood and his heart untainted by the shadows of the realm. But innocence is a fragile thing, easily crushed under the heel of the great demon Zhu Yan. Left in the wake of his family’s slaughter, Yichen’s grief calcified into a singular, burning vow of vengeance. He would hunt the demon. He would wield the legendary Cloud Light Sword. He would have justice, or he would die trying. When fate threw them together into the uneasy alliance of the Demon Hunting Bureau, Yichen looked at Zhao Yuanzhou and saw only a monster. He struck a dark bargain with the devil himself: teach me how to wield the sword correctly, so that I may use it to kill you. He knew the demon desired death, but he could not comprehend the suffocating, ancient guilt that dragged the demon toward the grave—a burden heavy enough to crush the heavens. Yet hatred is a blistering, exhausting armor. In the brutal, shared breath of battle, the iron began to fracture. Yichen looked too closely and discovered a profoundly broken soul hiding beneath the monster's grin. Zhao Yuanzhou fell first—a quiet, helpless surrender to the hunter who sought his life. But Zhuo Yichen fell infinitely harder. He fell with the terrifying velocity of a righteous man plunging off a precipice, abandoning everything he once held sacred. To love Zhao Yuanzhou was an act of absolute self-destruction. It meant breaking his own bones just to let the demon in. Step by step, Yichen stripped away everything he once was. He threw aside his honor—the very foundation of his humanity—to shield a demon on the battlefield. Then, driven by the desperate need to stand by Yuanzhou's side and protect him, Yichen crossed the final, irreversible threshold: he became a demon himself. He transformed into the very nightmare that had murdered his family, willingly drowning in the dark waters of the abyss if it meant keeping Yuanzhou alive. But fate is a cruel, calculating master, and it demanded a toll Yichen could not bear to pay. When the truth was laid bare—that restoring the Cloud Light Sword required the sacrifice of Zhao Yuanzhou’s very demon core—the stoic hunter completely shattered. The world could burn to cinder. The realm could rot into nothingness. None of it mattered. Gripping the man he was born to kill, Yichen wept, his tears burning against Yuanzhou’s skin as his voice broke into a terrified, childlike whisper: "Let's not repair the sword. Please... don't die. Don't leave me." Yet, history is a wheel that always returns to its bloodiest groove. Thousands of years prior, they had walked this earth as the dragon demons Bing Yi and Ying Long. Even then, their love was a weapon. Ying Long had ripped the very horns from his head and the bones from his body to forge a sword that would protect Bing Yi. And even then, the universe played its sickest joke: Bing Yi was forced to turn that very blade of love against Ying Long, executing the only being who truly knew his soul. Now, as twilight turned to suffocating darkness over the Demon Hunting Bureau, Zhuo Yichen stood with the heavy, trembling weight of the Cloud Light Sword in his hands. He had sacrificed his childhood, his family, his honor, and his very humanity. He had bled out every drop of his light, rewriting his destiny just to love Zhao Yuanzhou. And his only reward was the sickening, monstrous realization that to save a dying world, he would have to take the blade forged from their ancient love and plunge it into the heart of the man he had turned himself into a monster to save. —Li Phoenix. #ZHUYAN #ZHUOYICHEN #fangsoffortune #tianjiarui田嘉瑞 #houminghao侯明昊 #POV #fypシ゚viral #fypage #fanedit #UNETHICAL
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