Wei Wuxian's actions have rippled through the universe of their entwined fates, writing out start and end points that cannot be grasped, let alone avoided. Yanli of the Jiang might not die of his creation's hand, but she will still, somehow, be lost to him. There is no hope for the Jin. Tragedy rounds its own circle.
But this is not talk for a child who is slow to negotiate the basics of diplomacy across multiple timelines. They are not even words that Wangji speaks to his own face in the mirror.
So, he rises, rights himself, sheds layers of raw honesty, only to become the statue once more, the watcher. ]
Until we meet again.
[ Until Wangji fails in his duties, and the boy-king of the Jin crosses paths with Wei Ying. He will want for a master, he supposes — a keeper of his chain. Jiang Cheng has been too long bereft of duty here. ]
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Wei Wuxian's actions have rippled through the universe of their entwined fates, writing out start and end points that cannot be grasped, let alone avoided. Yanli of the Jiang might not die of his creation's hand, but she will still, somehow, be lost to him. There is no hope for the Jin. Tragedy rounds its own circle.
But this is not talk for a child who is slow to negotiate the basics of diplomacy across multiple timelines. They are not even words that Wangji speaks to his own face in the mirror.
So, he rises, rights himself, sheds layers of raw honesty, only to become the statue once more, the watcher. ]
Until we meet again.
[ Until Wangji fails in his duties, and the boy-king of the Jin crosses paths with Wei Ying. He will want for a master, he supposes — a keeper of his chain. Jiang Cheng has been too long bereft of duty here. ]