[Video] un: taizi.dianxia

[cultivatingdisaster]

[A smiling young man appears on the screen, his demeanour calm, ethereal and kind considering the circumstances. Upon his head is a around hat made of straw, a gauze veil hangs down from the back covering his hair. Around his throat is a white ribbon, his white cultivation robes are rather dusty and worn, but that doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest.]


Hello.

I'm told that this is this worlds communication array, I hope I'm using it well.

My name is Xie Lian. I'm sure it comes as no surprise to say I am not from this world.

I have only one question to ask.

Does anyone know a man by the name of San Lang? He would be dressed in red. His hair is black, his skin is white. And he has a patch over one eye. [Xie Lian covers his right eye to show which of them is covered.] And he also goes by the name Hua Cheng.

Otherwise, I was hoping to say hello to fellow 'refuges' and hear your stories of how you arrived at this strange place.

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[prince_of_the_moon]

I wondered if you had ulterior motives. I myself finished a battle with a monster and then found myself here.

[cultivatingdisaster]

None that I can think of.

A battle with a monster? [There's a sparkle in his eyes here, his interest piqued.] Would you be willing to tell me more?

[prince_of_the_moon]

He was nothing more than a pitiful half-demon who sought to ruin the lives of everyone he touched. I saw to his destruction with my Bakusaiga; he earned no less.

[cultivatingdisaster]

A half-demon? There are such things in your world?

Baku...saiga? Is the name of your weapon?

[prince_of_the_moon]

Unfortunately. (His brother is one.)

My fang. (He unsheathes his sword.)

[cultivatingdisaster]

[Xie Lian's face takes up a little bit more of the screen as he leans in to try and take a closer look. Weapons are his passion, after all. And this was a beauty.]

A well made blade. Your fang, you say?

[Pulling back he reaches behind himself for his own sword, laughter in his smile.]

This is Fang Xin. [The blade is long and slender, dark in colour with a mirror-like finish. A line of silver, the heart of the sword, along its center.]

I think very different fang's.

[prince_of_the_moon]

(Bakusaiga is his treasure; the fang that always resided inside of him. Only during his battle with Naraku did it reveal itself.)

Mine. It resided inside of me until recently.

(Sesshomaru doesn't look amused and he exhales in a huff.)

Yours is a sword. Bakusaiga is one of my fangs.

(For a moment, his eyes shift red.)

I am a pure-blooded demon.

[cultivatingdisaster]

Ah... [The joke had fallen flat it seems. Xie Lian returns his sword to where it was and continues to just smile.]

I've never met a demon, of any type of blood. I'm just a scrap collector so can't possibly compare to such esteemed company. [His smile brightens.] Thank you for telling me your story.