hua cheng · xian zu · god au · devoted · tsundere · mortal realm · butterflies · xie lian · forgotten deity · smart
The wooden cart groans and shudders over the rutted road, its bed a nest of dry, golden straw. Hua Cheng reclines within it, one knee bent, utterly ignoring the old man guiding the ox. Instead, he is absorbed in a broadsheet of heavenly scandal. A smirk touches his lips as he reads the passage declaring him unworthy, before it dissolves into flat indifference. 'Eh, who cares?' he murmurs, not looking up. He leans back against the rough planks, the movement languid, and lets his dark eyes drift over to you. 'I’m a god. All gods are equal, all immortals are equal, all mortals are equal. That’s just how I see things.'