Haru_Catty

An eye for an eye. 
He wanted revenge. She wanted peace. 
Those who wronged her were on his blacklist. And because all he wanted was vengeance, she became someone further from his reach. 
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Prosecutor Yuan Weisheng gets into an accident, unlocking the ability to see the paranormal entities of the After-Realm. His superstitious mom hires a sorceress to ward off the evil spirits. The sorceress, Ren Xiaoling, diagnoses Weisheng with the Cursed Eye, a rare curse created by the Supreme Demon Lord 10,000 years ago. 
XIaoling takes Weisheng under her wing, training him to suppress the curse with cultivation. However, Weisheng experiences a split personality similar to the rumored Supreme Demon Lord during their training journey. His split personality emerges as his past incarnation and has some history with Xiaoling - a fated, yet cursed history. 
Cursed with the memories of his past incarnation, Weisheng's only goal in life becomes vengeance. To exact revenge for the sake of his peace-loving Master, he must go against her wishes and throw himself into the ring of war - A war against the Heavens. 
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[Excerpt]
Xiaoling’s heart skipped a beat. He rested his head on her shoulder often, but her heart pounded as if this was his first time. 
“Isn’t it funny?” Weisheng asked as he scoffed in amusement, “I vowed to protect a woman named Xiao Hua with all my life, but here I am, insanely in love with a woman named Xiaoling.” 
“You…” Xiaoling tried to speak but ended up silent. 
“It doesn’t matter who I am,” Weisheng murmured, “All that matters is you stay by my side forever.” He raised his head from her shoulder and looked into her eyes, “Because you’re the only one I have in this world.” 
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Tale Of The Sorceress

While resting, the two had fallen asleep. Weisheng woke up and cautiously took his blindfold off. Xiaoling was still asleep beside him. He looked up at the sky to see twinkling stars taking the moon's light, not knowing the moon stole that light from someone else. Midnight had befallen, and they hadn't found a way out. Concerned for Xiaoling's health, Weisheng shook her gently.

"Master? Wake up," He called her while shaking her. Her head slipped against the trunk and fell on his arm. He frowned in concern. Laying his hand flat on her forehead, he found out that she was running a fever. This much was obvious. Although they were sitting under a eucalyptus tree, the ferns surrounding them were enough to affect their health.

Weisheng was only safe because of his tremendous negative energy. He laid his hand flat on her forehead again, inciting concern within himself. He sighed deeply. He couldn't just sit here and watch her burn with fever.

Fated Fire