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

The Arbiter scoffed with amusement, glaring at the man. He slowly approached the bed, only to be stopped by Weisheng.

"Let's keep an appropriate distance, shall we?" Weisheng sarcastically uttered.

The Arbiter chuckled and backed off, "Mr. Yuan is blind at the moment, yet he can tell who is approaching Ling'er."

Weisheng could hear the Arbiter's footsteps departing toward the right. Two porcelain glasses clinked before the sound of liquid pouring down a glass echoed across the room.

"Let us have a drink while we wait for Ling'er to awaken," The Arbiter invited him with a gentle tone, "We shall tell you a story."

Weisheng slowly walked toward the origin of the voice, stretching his arms to aid his movement.

"You may walk another few steps," The Arbiter helped him out. Weisheng quietly followed his voice, "You may sit down," He added, "There is a chair on your left, slightly lower than your knees."

A Story