He Xuan (čīšį) (
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crescentview2023-01-01 07:31 pm
Opening my eyes again in casted darkness... (January Catch-all)
ðWho: He Xuan, and anyone else.
ðWhat: Things happening; they're self-explanatory.
ðWhen: January.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: Kidnapping, mentions of suicide & forced induction into harems; involvement of violence/murder. Anything else that may occur will be added or adequately warned for in the thread. TGCF spoilers, but since this already deals with memories, that's a requirement, really.
i. gravitation
[ No matter where He Xuan finds himself, whereas it's on the beach or somewhere else, there seems to be some kind of nonsense afoot. Some...feline nonsense at that.
They're all congregating rudely around him and he is essentially helpless to their attacks (cuddles and piling around his feet.)
He practically glares at anyone who catches him in the midst of this. ]
What?
ii. displacement
[ Ghost kings do not get sick, not really. But it doesn't mean that coughing or sneezing is an impossibility for him.
It just so happens he had grabbed something spicy from a restaurant and for some reason found himself sneezing due to some kind of pepper and now he's in the middle of a lake. Soon enough, he's grumbling, extricating himself from the water. What a waste of food. ]
iii. uncharted waters
[ In addition to those, anyone is free to encounter someone who seems to, for all intents and purposes appear to look like He Xuan, and is essence definitely still him. Yet, his appearance clearly differs in subtle ways. His skin isn't so pale, and his ears are not so sharp and he appears a little lost. Feel free to run into him like this, though he will be scrutinizing most people, and there appears to be a sword at his hip, which his hand is hovering on the hilt of. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Self-explanatory...! Open to things that are also not necessarily the above. ]
If you would like to plot with me, I can be reached on plurk @ leyfi, discord @ seraphkingdhaos#8538 and my plotting comment will be here.
ðWhat: Things happening; they're self-explanatory.
ðWhen: January.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: Kidnapping, mentions of suicide & forced induction into harems; involvement of violence/murder. Anything else that may occur will be added or adequately warned for in the thread. TGCF spoilers, but since this already deals with memories, that's a requirement, really.
i. gravitation
[ No matter where He Xuan finds himself, whereas it's on the beach or somewhere else, there seems to be some kind of nonsense afoot. Some...feline nonsense at that.
They're all congregating rudely around him and he is essentially helpless to their attacks (cuddles and piling around his feet.)
He practically glares at anyone who catches him in the midst of this. ]
What?
ii. displacement
[ Ghost kings do not get sick, not really. But it doesn't mean that coughing or sneezing is an impossibility for him.
It just so happens he had grabbed something spicy from a restaurant and for some reason found himself sneezing due to some kind of pepper and now he's in the middle of a lake. Soon enough, he's grumbling, extricating himself from the water. What a waste of food. ]
iii. uncharted waters
[ In addition to those, anyone is free to encounter someone who seems to, for all intents and purposes appear to look like He Xuan, and is essence definitely still him. Yet, his appearance clearly differs in subtle ways. His skin isn't so pale, and his ears are not so sharp and he appears a little lost. Feel free to run into him like this, though he will be scrutinizing most people, and there appears to be a sword at his hip, which his hand is hovering on the hilt of. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Self-explanatory...! Open to things that are also not necessarily the above. ]
If you would like to plot with me, I can be reached on plurk @ leyfi, discord @ seraphkingdhaos#8538 and my plotting comment will be here.

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That being said, he's not expecting the other to say anything like those words. 'Charming', huh?
Well, that's certainly true. He's giving it some thought, this time he as the one given to distraction. ]
If we were too much of the same, I wouldn't find myself here. At least, in this case.
[ He stands up, hand lightly resting on the table for a moment as he considers where he is, before letting it fall back to his side. He Xuan's eyes also slide back over to check to see if Sylvando is finished with his food as of yet; after all, they still have yet to walk on the beach. ]
Perhaps, that is only natural. Whether one is immortal or mortal, we're looking for something or someone that would be different than what we're used to. Even if we're aware of it or not.
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[Sylvando follows that up with a thoughtful addition as he moves to finish off the rest of his plate. He Xuan rising all of the sudden makes him worry that he's holding things up. Fortunately he wasn't too far behind, even with the distracted daydreaming.
Once he's finished, he slides out of his chair.]
Ready to pay a visit to the beach? I can handle our dishes later tonight.
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He glances at the dishes, and without lifting a finger, they all just conveniently float up and over to the sink, resting where they were. ]
I'm ready now. Let's go.
[ He Xuan will guide them to the beach, perhaps wait whenever the other closes the door, but stick near him as the scenery in the middle of their surroundings which must have already darkened. His eyes even glance upward at the evening sky, with their stars foreign to what are likely either one of their worlds.
When their feet hit the stand, He Xuan heads further to the water, though he stops only when the water is ankle-deep, looking ahead at the horizon which is barely lit by the moon above. ]
How much have you thought about it? What things would look like, after the goddess has had her fill, but actually honored her word, and sends us all home.
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Well, He Xuan is going to get to listen to Sylvando's excited squees about how fun and amazing that was for a little bit, but he quiets down once they actually hit the beach. The sky is perfect for a quiet little walk, which is exactly what he was hoping for. He enjoys the scenery in peaceful silence alongside He Xuan, inwardly thinking about how it was right here on the beach that he first found out about He Xuan being a ghost king. It...makes He Xuan's sudden question all the more poignant.
There's a sound of shuffling and shoes dropping onto the sand before Sylvando steps into the water to join the other man. It's cold, but not terribly so.]
After we defeated Mordegon and Erdrea was on the mend, I'd been considering finally fulfilling my dream of building a theater. I'd still travel every now and then, but having a permanent place to call my own just sounds so magical, you know?
[With everything finally at peace, he could make it a reality without worry. But then he was brought here.]
I'd still like to do that once everything is said and done here, whether it's in Erdrea or somewhere else entirely. But if I were to marry by the end of all of this, I'd have to make sure my partner would be supportive of it.
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...In the meanwhile, He Xuan doesn't mind listening to the squees from the other man. Some people might consider it overtly childish or something to that effect, but he thinks it's a legitimate reaction. And maybe he has a habit of humoring such behaviors even if he would never say he would. Part of it is that he's used to certain reactions and mannerisms for reasons.
Though, when Sylvando answers, he'll be turning his head to face him. ]
I can see the merit in having a place to call home.
[ He Xuan thinks he never thought about it all that much and its importance because he did have a manor, and his "henchmen", but it's different when there's someone there that adds a warmth to it. ]
...I hadn't been assuming that the goddess would be allowing those who marry to necessarily bring their intended with them. But if she does, it'd make sense. No point in having someone there who would not support your decision.
[ Or Sylvando's everything, really. ]
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He tips his head to meet He Xuan's gaze.]
I would certainly hope she'd allow couples to remain together, no matter where they wanted to go. It would be cruel to split them up, don't you think?
[It'd be invalidating everything that happened here on the island in a way!]
But what about you, darling? What...exactly were you doing before all of this, and did you have something to return to?
[Had He Xuan completed his revenge, or was there still work to be done?]
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Not much. Though it is true I have my own domain, it is simple to take care of.
In that sense, that would be what I'd return to, should I decide to go back home for whatever reason.
[ Though, he's no longer interested in doing so. There's a reason for that, of course. ]
Many like myself have places simply where they are strongest. And most would not dare enter, lest they have a death wish, or already have reason to be there.
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[While he doesn't say it aloud, he's definitely thinking it: that seems so...lonely. But that would be just par for the course of being a ghost king, most likely...
Something occurs to him though, and he returns his gaze to the gentle ocean waves. It was similar to this when they met on the beach during the spring.]
Is your domain also near the ocean? I noticed that you seem to have a fondness for it.
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[ ... ]
Or, of course, someone transported themselves to it. But, even a god or goddess would have difficulty in reaching it as is.
[ In his domain, he can even simply strip such beings of their spiritual powers, and whatnot. That is not to say he couldn't eventually create a new one either. Probably definitely not here for obvious reasons, though. ]
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What's it like down there? I can't imagine I'd ever manage to reach such a place on my own without something terrible happening to me. I'm just a plain old human, after all!
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[ He Xuan says simply, though he thinks he does agree. But... ]
Unpleasant, dark, and dreary for most. However, the manor that can be found within is splendid, on the level of what you would expect from a building normally visible in the realm of the gods.
Not a place for anyone living to take residence up in, though.
[ His 'henchmen' aren't exactly as opportunistic as Crimson Rain's, but he wouldn't exactly call them wonderful company to living people either. ]
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Well, yes, but that doesn't mean I'd do so well in a place human bodies can't handle.
[Still, that does make him blush a little. So He Xuan remembers that story too, huh?
He watches on as He Xuan describes the domain. A majestic manor in a gloomy corner of the sea... He clasps his hands together and closes his eyes in an attempt to picture it.]
I can't say I've ever had the pleasure of knowing what a godly realm looks like, but I've had my fair share of amazing views on my travels so I think I can imagine how beautiful it must look in there.
[An earlier thought manifests once again, and this time he doesn't hold back from saying it aloud.]
Doesn't it get lonely, though? It sounds like you don't get a lot of company...
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...A point.
[ He will concede to that, though, after a small pause. ]
There's a reason I don't. People don't tend to visit such a lair. And whether I was lonely or not never occupied my mind much. Not when I had my vengeance to take care of...then even after that, I wondered what else did I ever need?
Those pieces of trash who called themselves human were rightfully killed by my hand, and then that god who was the cause of it all, finally disposed of by me. [ ... ] I thought, 'what need would I have for companionship'? When I had achieved all that I had believed I'd been aiming for?
[ And anyone who got close to him always ended up dying or he hurt them. Now that he's here in this land that the goddess has pulled him to...
Well. Things might be steadily changing. But does that necessarily mean for the better? ]