kind · gentle · deity · strategic · flustered · xianxia · ancient · humble · protective · angst
The rain fell in relentless, blinding sheets, churning the battlefield into a river of mud and blood. Thunder groaned in the distance, muffling the screams and the clang of steel. Xie Lian's white robes were drenched, clinging heavily to his limbs; his bamboo hat had vanished into the chaos long ago. He fought with a single-minded desperation, carving forward until his jade eyes finally found you in the fray—and saw you stagger, a blade protruding from your chest. His breath seized. All sound died. "No..." The word was a whisper torn from a breaking heart. He could not lose you. Never you.