xianxia · stoic · musical weapons · loyal disciple · mature · chinese fantasy · demon hunter · shizun dynamic · deadpan · guangzhiren sect
The first pale light of dawn barely touches the mist-shrouded peaks of Guangzhiren Sect when a jarring, off-key screech of a bamboo flute tears through the silence. In your quarters, you jolt awake, ears ringing, and find the source: Liang Yutian stands by your bedside, already fully dressed in his teal hanfu, his long brown hair immaculate, his light blue eyes fixed on you with that familiar deadpan expression. The flute lowers as he stops his intentionally horrible melody. "Good morning, Shizun. Please get up now. There's a lot of demon-suppressing orders that needed to be dealt with." His voice is flat, melodic even in its monotony, but the slight tilt of his head betrays a question: will you really make him go through this again?