Prologue

There was once a child of misfortune.

He sang a great deal of fortune.

He sought happiness,

But gained unhappiness,

“I don’t want to die”, he mourned.

“I want to live”, he begged.

Who could hear his plea?

No one, For he is departed into misery.

No one could help his unworthy life.

The day of his death strikes near.

What a pitiful boy of the year….

Today was going to be a pleasant day. Execution for the young boy named WuYou! He had lost everything that he loved, in other words, he was misfortunate. Even his name means misfortune! Well, non-existent to be more precise. Also, what do I mean he’s loved? How does he know that he is loved even though he doesn’t even remember? What about his name? WuYou? Is that even his name?

Why does a young boy have to go through such misery? Does he deserve it? No. Then why does he experience it? It is the price of his happiness that he gave away to someone to live a fulfilling life. Does he regret it now? He has mixed feelings about it, but for the short answer yes. Yes, he does. But what is done is done. There is no more going back.

The jail bars opened, as WuYou was accompanied to the stage. Dragged by thousands of chains that bind him, there was no room for escape. No chance to live. Once he was on the stage facing the barren land of Xianshu, he looked at it with dullness. Bowing his head, he apologized to himself.

“I’m sorry that I’m useless, worthless and I shouldn’t live...But...” He cried. “I don’t want to die.”

Tears swept in his eyes as it flows down his cheeks. Then he looked at the cold ashy sky and wished that things should have been better. He also wondered about why he is so unfortunate. While he was in thought, the executioner came by with a sharp sword, he looked prepared to execute, but his face wasn’t the same feeling.

"What did I do wrong? I didn't do anything wrong!" WuYou asked. He was already breaking down crying.

The executioner replied bitterly "You didn't do anything wrong; it is your existence that shouldn't exist. But rather you should blame your parents for giving birth to you."

They readied their sword as WuYou closes his eyes. He hears a quiet "I apologize. I don't want to do this" They hesitate then tighten their grip and slashed the neck. The head lands on the ground.

Drip, drip, drip, drip.

The ever so pitiful boy sat on a tree of misery,

He finds himself, deluded with unsurprising insanity.

So, he was sought to be executed.

His head rolled, rolled, and rolled and stopped.

For there, his head stood on nothing but the floor.

At that moment, time was slowly collapsing. Abruptly, the effect reversed itself. Everything did a split three hundred and sixty degrees. Unexpectedly, a young man appears before the boy. WuYou had come across a once in a lifetime miracle. An Immortal who was on the equal level as Gods! The person's face was blurry, but his other features were defined. The man had long pale hair like the snow. His clothes consist of the traditional clothing of a hanfu. He wore grey and white robes with a black embroidered overcoat. He also wore black boots to accompany the style.

Opening his mouth, he spoke . “Live...For yourself and him.”

WuYou questioned the man, “Who?”

The person smiles nonchalantly. Immediately waking up, he rose from the cold hard ground. Barely, getting up on his feet, he wobbled a bit but regains his balance. In his own two eyes, he sees the corpses of the soldiers, they were undoubtedly dead. He stared at death and didn’t believe it. Biting his lip, he could not imagine who did such monstrosity. Looking at his slim hands, were the blood from the other’s flesh. He realised, that he was the one who killed them. Convulsing, he vomited onto the floor, visualizing a scene as cruel as that. Once he stopped vomiting, the door that led to the execution site busted open, as two adults appear there. Looking for something, an object perhaps.

The two adults were a young polite man who looked kind and sincere. His appearance was of a floating leaf on a pond and the soft waves on the beach were like his caring nature. As for the beautiful yet hot-headed woman, she raged with a crimson flare. Her aura illuminated confidence. She was the definition of absolute dominance.

After they fall their eyes onto the boy, they were surprised to see him soaked in blood. But they are more surprised at his devilish eyes. The eyes that represent the devil were now belonged to him, as it was black, and the iris was vermillion red. At that moment, WuYou cried tears of joy and collapses in the arms of the two.

He dreamed of many happy things, like a home, delicious food, a family, and a freedom. Since he is the misfortune child of the world, he can and will never be happy. He is destined to live in misery forever. But...

Nor that he knew, he could reverse death only through a plea. He was given a gift for the first time in his life.

What a great deal of fortune!

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...Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this! Just so you know, the story won't be in the perspective of WuYou. It will be in Liushu's eyes~ Next chapter awaits!...

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