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[blindforlove]

[It's surreal to hear all of this, when both Xue Yang and himself are still alive here, existing like two ghosts in this city. At the very least, everyone else who came by was unharmed and Xue Yang finally could no longer hurt anyone.

If only A-Qing could be here too, so her only fate wasn't to suffer and die at his hands.]

... I suppose that all sorts of people have the chance to live again in this city.

[It doesn't matter how good they've tried to be or all the evil they've done. The Prismals make no distinction.]

Forgive me if this is a strange thing to ask, but... what should I do now? Do I really belong here?

[Someone like Xue Yang surely doesn't care what those matters, whether he knows about his fate or not. With Xiao Xingchen, he wonders if there's any place in any world left for him.]

[wangji]

You are here. You are here and all paths lead to the Dao. Remember your master's teachings. Accept this path.

[blindforlove]

Ah... of course.

[He shouldn't forget all of what he's learned and dedicated himself to, just because of all these tribulations. Many have gone through worse without wavering. And is he not a daozhang?

It's just very, very difficult right now.

But if he keeps his focus, he'll be fine. Or rather, he can serve a purpose in this world.]

Thank you, Hanguang-jun. This is all... a lot to take in at once, but it's better that I know the truth of everything.

[Lies and misdirection have only made matters worse for him.]

[wangji]

(( Wangji nods. But then he adds: ))

It is not easy, daozhang. Living with pain and grief.. can make you stronger. But, it is not weakness to grieve what was lost.

(( Surely, Xiao Xingchen believed his mysterious friend was a good person. For however long they'd spent together in Yi City and then here... He must be grieving the loss of that imaginary person. He must be blaming himself for being so naive as to be taken in by his nemesis. ))