#ying zheng x reader

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Goddess of the Luo River ~ Qin Shi Huang x Reader

She is lightsome as a startled Phoenix, And he, as graceful as a roaming dragon; Her lovely complexion outshines the autumn chrysanthemum, Whilst his radiance surpasses the springtime pine.

She is as nebulous as the moon concealed in light clouds, Gracefully gliding, as snow spun by a flowing wind. He is gazing at her from afar, She shines like the sun rising above the rosy mists of dawn; Observing her close by, She is as luminous as a lotus emerging from clear ripplets.

What lies behind the mask of the 'King Where It All Began' ...?

He... Was the most cursed prince in all of History.

It is held that in the year 260 BC, at the end of the battle of Chang Ping, Bai Qi, General of the Qin Army, had the captured soldiers of the Zhao army buried alive en masse. According to the records of the Grand Historian Shi Ji, the number of men killed was over four hundred and fifty thousand.

The following year, a member of the Qin royal family being kept as a hostage in Zhao, Zichu had an affair with a Zhao dancer. Their child, born in enemy territory, was the boy who would one day become Qin Shi Huang, the First Emperor of the Unified China. Ying Zheng.

However, in 257, Zichu returned to Qin alone, and his mother, Lady Zhao, abandoned him. At just two years old, he was cast away by his father, his mother... And his country. King Zhaoxiang of Qin invaded Zhao and laid siege to its capital, Handan.

Five years later, when the little prince was merely seven years of age, living on the outskirts of Handan, he would return to his small and secluded home, having to see the insults and hostile drawings on the walls made by the citizens, and endure the ostracising and death threats from the guards.

Ever after Qin's siege of Handan, Zhao continued to hold Ying Zheng hostage. They placed him under harsh supervision, keeping him alive but never allowing him to live, all while he bore the scorn of the Zhao people.

One day, however, he will experience the foreign feeling of joy for the first time in his life; As he went to buy some groceries, receiving the hatred of the people, a young lady around his age, wearing the simple clothes of a commoner, jumped in defense of him.

"This boy did nothing wrong! Why do you continue beating down on a child who had nothing to do with the massacre? You hate on him, though you should be hating on the evil general Bai Qi, and the King of Qi who committed such atrocities! The sins of the father shouldn't be passed down on an innocent child!" the prince's heart throbbed in shock and flatter, watching someone actually protecting him, let alone say such words about him! "Shut your mouth, wench, what do you know about war and politics?!" one of the men surrounding them spat at her, grabbing her by the neck of the dress. "This child is the reason your father and brother were buried alive by the enemy, along with hundreds of thousands of other good men who protected our country!" "It wasn't this child who gave the order. It wasn't this child who killed my family, nor anyone else's. Your hearts are filled with malice and scorn from loss and poverty, but that doesn't give anyone the right to use an innocent child as a scapegoat for the evil-doings of the higher ups. It's the fault of them and the constant civil wars happening throughout the country! This country will never heal unless we show compassion and understanding!" such beautiful words, such a progressive and revolutionary thinking from someone as young as her! The prince was highly impressed, but he couldn't find any strength in his body to move, he was rooted to the spot, watching the adults throw the girl to the ground, kicking her mercilessly. "If your father heard you, he'd have disciplined your rudeness until it all bled out! How dare you, a stupid, uneducated woman, speak back to a man? Your father would have beaten you until you learnt to bite down on that vile tongue of yours." she hadn't let out a single yelp, nor did she curse or complain until the punishing was over and the crowd dispersed.

"What do they know of my father, anyway? He was a kind man, he'd never hit me for speaking my mind." the girl scoffed, getting up on her feet and patting her clothes. "Are you alright, My Prince?"

But the prince felt like crying; He wanted desperately to throw his arms around the girl, thank her for standing up for him, for defending and protecting him, but at the same time, she was bleeding and bruised after her feat, and it was all because of him. "F-Forgive me... Forgive me... Because of me, you... You got hurt... I'm so sorry..." he wanted to cry... He wanted to cry so badly... "Aiya, don't say that. It wasn't you who hurt me, you are innocent in all this mess. It is the evilness that hurt me, along with these wars and crimes that keep happening." she sighed softly. "If only there was one man who could unite the country and stop the civil wars, the people would be living in peace and harmony, and the seed of hatred would rot." she shook her head dismissively, before smiling at the boy. "My Prince, I can see you are desperately trying to bite down your tears - You needn't, not in front of me. If you wish me to, I can be your shoulder to cry on, or a reason to smile. You are a kind child, you don't deserve everything that's happening to you." the girl held his hand, squeezing it comfortingly. "Let me show you a special place."

Thus, the girl dragged the little Prince to some part of the outskirts where he's never been before; An abandoned garden that though unattended to, still retained its beauty and grace, with green plants and colourful flowers as he's never seen before. Truly, this must be the prettiest part of all Zhao, the boy thought.

From a hidden spot inside a thick bush, Y/N dragged a chest filled with the most expensive silk clothes and beautiful accessories - And even a pipa lute and make-up! "I've always loved dancing, you see. This place is my special place. Mum showed it to me, and grandma showed it to mum. Since when this chest has been here, or when did the garden get abandoned, I do not know, but I am happy regardless." she giggled softly, discarding the ratty outer layer of her clothes and putting on a lovely pink dress. "My dream has been, since I've seen mum dance for the first time, to become a dancer at the high court. I love the pretty dresses and all the accessories, and the music also. Alas..." she smiled sadly, trailing her fingertips softly across the melodious strings of the pipa. "Men with wealth and status care little that a dancer is not a courtesan, and there is no one to protect us from their lecherous hands."

Ying Zheng could only sit down and watch the girl before him transform into the most graceful fairy, and with elegant moves, her body flowed like the river through a flower meadow, and the orchid fragrance in the Spring wind. He was completely mesmerised by the beauty in front of him. "My grandma danced for grandpa only, and my mum for my dad. I, too, hope to one day marry the love of my life, and bewitch him with my dancing." her smile was so carefree and filled with glee that the prince found himself completely enchanted. "But... I like to dream big. I may be just a simple, common girl, with no family, no money and no status... In spite of this... I do hope that somehow, I would be able to dance in front of people and make them happy, and smile, with my dancing." she glided around the flowers like a peony nymph, her pink skirts flying around her like the rich petals of said flower. "Until then, I suppose I should just continue perfecting my choreographies." "Y-You dance beautifully." the prince managed to stutter out, still under the afterglow of the dance, and the stunning pose she ended in. "If it matters, you made me feel very happy." "Hao!" she giggled sweetly. "You have a gorgeous smile. I hope to see you smiling so genuinely all the time when we're together."

The prince continued to blush deeply, though his heart was throbbing with joy as never before. A single day, however, only has so many hours, and with the afternoon gone, the Sun was setting and the starry skies were reflected in his gorgeous eyes.

"W-Would it be too rude and daring t-to ask you to please be my friend?" the boy bowed down humbly at her, only to hear a sweet giggle. "Y/N. Call me Y/N. And I will call you by your given name - Zheng." she quickly took the jade pendant from her sash and tied it to his own. "There, a token of my care and friendship for you. Now that we call each other by our given name, we are soul bound." "B-But... I-I don't have anything to give you..." the boy's lips trembled with emotion. "Hmm... Let me think..." her sweet smile turned mischievous, as she placed a kiss on his cheek. "Remember what I said about the wars? That only the King of all Kings can unite our country and bring peace?" he nodded silently. "When you become Emperor, don't forget about me. That's the only thing I wish from you. To be friends forever, no matter what the course of time may bring for us. How's that sound?" The little prince looked up at her, his starry eyes sparkling with joy and love, and a soft blush painting his porcelain cheeks. He grinned widely, like a happy child, and he repeated the single word that she adopted from her - A word that will become his most favourite word. "Hao!"

Many days passed, and the friendship between Zheng and Y/N only grew stronger, and so did their crush on one another. Y/N became even more protective over the boy, thus receiving even more scorn and disciplining - The adults could afford disciplining an orphan girl with no status, but they couldn't beat the Prince. Even his deep sorrow dissipated when he saw her dance.

That is, until Y/N walked him home one afternoon, and there, waiting for him, was a woman, blowing into a spinning windwheel. "Are you Ying Zheng?" the stern-looking woman asked. "Who asks?" Y/N frowned, stepping protectively in front of him, glaring at her viciously - But the boy was mellow and didn't want to upset anyone, nor incur another's wrath, and he simply bowed and affirmed that it was him, the prince. "I didn't think you'd be so young. Tsk." she frowned, rolling her eyes. "Who are you and what do you want with the Prince?" Y/N's loud and firm voice made the woman's eyebrow rise. "I'm Chun-Yan, his new live-in caretaker and bodyguard. Which means..." she jumped off the stone lamp and though she could tower over the prince, as the girl was right there, shielding him, she still felt intimidating. "I can roll you, fold you, or do whatever the hell I want with you." "Yes, ma'am, it's a pleasure to meet you." the prince bowed deeply, only for the girl to hiss at the woman and close her fan, bonking her in the head. "Who do you think you are, threatening a child like this? I'll kill you if you even look at him the wrong way." Chun-Yan was rather amused by the braveness of this peasant girl, and she scoffed, straightening up and walking towards the humble home of the prince. "Well, whatever. First things first, show me around this place."

As she opened the doors, she noticed the dilapidated state of complete disrepair that the small home of the hostage prince was; A complete dump filled with broken windows and walls, and furniture, mold growing everywhere and everything was shit.

"God, what a dump this is! Though, I guess it suits a reject from the Qin royal family." the nasty comment made Y/N yell at her again. "Fuck off, will you?!" the woman stared in shock - A little girl cursed like a sailor man! "You are just as evil as all the others around! We don't need you here! Go away! You're only going to hurt him, you evil, nasty woman!" "D-Don't worry, Y/N! It's really okay!" Yin Zheng forced a wide smile on his face. "Would you like something to drink? If water is alright, I'll go fetch some." he bowed again. "... Are you really seven?" she muttered in disbelief before slumping down on the table. "I DON'T LIKE YOU!" she yelled, pointing a finger at him. "A kid your age oughta be crying or throwing a fit at the drop of a hat, but you've just been grinning ear to ear this whole time. It's givin' me the creeps." Y/N didn't even have the time to yell at the woman again, for the prince started dancing around like a monkey. "Are you makin' fun of me?!" "WILL YOU JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE ALREADY?!" Y/N's anger was through the roof. "Who do you think you are, treating him like this?! I bet you lost someone to the burying, didn't you? Well, that's you and EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS CITY! INCLUDING ME!" she glared up at Chun-Yan, who looked flabbergast at the girl. "I lost my dad and brother! My mum killed herself from grief! I've been all alone to survive and fend for myself since I was barely four years old - But I don't go around blaming a child for the evil-doings of those warmongers! Why is it so hard for adults to understand that Ying Zheng did nothing wrong?! That you should be blaming THEM, not a child who was barely a BABY when it happened!" the woman was stunned. "You are a woman! Women are supposed to be gentle and caring towards children! You are a disgrace to all of girl-kind!"

The woman remained silent for a few seconds, staring down at the gleaming eyes of the girl who started crying from the deep rage she felt - And suddenly, Chun-Yan felt guilt and remorse. The girl was right, she wasn't any different than everyone in Handan, or Zhao itself. To think a child would have more wisdom than a rage-blinded adult...

"Let's clean this place already. You can't expect me to sleep in some dingy hut like this." Chun-Yan scoffed, taking the broom and beginning to clean this place properly - Though no amount of work could properly make this run-down home into a beautiful and safe haven.

Regardless, Ying Zheng and Y/N helped in the cleaning up, and though the boy felt incredibly on edge around a stranger, Y/N and Chun-Yan were constantly yelling at each other. The place was... Pretty loud and tense - Yet thus began their unusual pseudo-familial life.

Chun-Yan took the two children for grocery shopping again, only to see the true horrors of the prince's daily life, as one of the merchants threw the food on the ground, urging the prince to eat the sand-filled meat - At the same time, Y/N quickly jumped to shield the boy, as the people around started glaring at him, accusing him of killing their children or relatives. They all wanted to kill him, while he could only force a smile and bow at them humbly.

Anger. Curse. Hate. Curse. Kill. Curse. Evil. Curse. Grudge. Curse. Sad. Curse.

When they returned home, Chun-Yan stopped the lone boy from going to rest, and revealed the many injuries on his body. Apparently, whenever he saw someone getting injured, his own body started getting scars in the same place, and feel the pain of said person. Y/N knew, and that's why she tried her best to protect him, but it wasn't always working. It was all because of the constant hatred from the people of Zhao that he developed such an accursed condition.

It was just a little pain, he'd say. The wounds will heal, eventually... Though his body said another thing, and he almost fainted. Ying Zheng's smile had been instinctively learned by him at the mere age of seven, as a way to allay, even only slightly, the hatred constantly searing his body. "Some day, maybe they'll forgive me... Won't day?" a most pitiful armor.

"Forgive you...? Who do you think you're kidding here?! Huh?! How the hell can you just keep grinning like an idiot?! Why don't you get angry?! Why don't you hate them?!" Chun-Yan started crying - She was now fully understanding Y/N's angry tears and the frustration she felt at the way Zhao was treating an innocent child. "What happened back then... At Chang Ping... HAS GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! IT ISN'T RIGHT THAT YOU'RE GETTING HURT! SO STOP FORCING YOURSELF TO HOLD BACK! IF YOU WANNA CRY, THEN CRY! IF YOU'RE FEELING MAD, THEN LET IT OUT! STOP KILLING YOURSELF FROM THE INSIDE AND LYING TO YOURSELF ABOUT HOW YOU FEEL!" she yelled at him, falling on the ground weakly, watching the still forced smile on his face. "G-Get angry...? Cry...? I-I could never do that... B-Because I'm... I'm the child of a nation that kills people. I-I'm a cursed child... Th-That's why, I..." for the first time in his life, Ying Zheng felt the embrace of a mother. "It doesn't matter how awful your parents are - Their kid doesn't deserve to be punished! You haven't done anything wrong, nothing at all..." tears were drenching her face, all the guilt and regret overwhelming her. "Y/N was right... Y/N cares so much for you, she only wants the best for you." she found herself speaking in a milder voice. "You're a kind person, who understands people's pain. Your wounds are proof of that, not some punishment or curse." the boy's body was trembling violently. "Ying Zheng. You can live however you want to live."

For the first time in his life, Ying Zheng allowed himself to wail out all of his distress, all the pain, the agony and suffering he's been feeling this entire time, and his mother figure encouraged him. "Why me?! I haven't done anything! Nothing at all! I hate them! I hate everyone! DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT ALL!!!!!!"

It was the first night he slept peacefully, and when he woke up, the woman offered him a pretty scarf to cover his eyes. If he can't see the pain of others, then maybe he won't be feeling it? It was worth a try. She made it herself, after all. When her child was still alive, this used to be a piece of cake for her to do.

The boy, with the most beautiful smile in the world, tied the scarf over his eyes. "HAO!" he joyfully exclaimed. "Thanks, Chun-Yan! I'll take good care of it!" "Hao? I like that word too!" the woman grinned at him. He truly was adorable.

Since then, Y/N and Chun-Yan became the only persons Ying Zheng could be around and not feel any pain. Every day he spent with them, Ying Zheng was able to smile and have fun from the bottom of his heart. They would clean up the graffiti and even learn martial arts - Sometimes, they'd even prank the people who used to bully him; And his smile became more and more cheerful. Ying Zheng was truly happy.

However... King Zhaoxiang of Qin, and soon after, his son, King Xiaowen, passed away - And so, in 250 BC, the man who abandoned Ying Zheng, Zichu, ascended to the throne, and thus... Ying Zheng unexpectedly became the crown prince, the first in line to the throne, and was permitted to return to Qin.

"Ha! To think that some silly words I said would actually come true. I must be a Seer or something." Y/N grinned at the crying boy. "Crown Prince Ying Zheng. That sounds very good! Hao! I like that!" "Won't you come with me?! Please?! Please?! Don't leave me alone, I need you! We are friends, aren't we?!" the boy was sobbing, holding tightly onto the girl. "Forgive me, I cannot." she sighed, embracing him. "Not only am I a Zhao citizen, but... I am also a peasant. I would never be allowed anywhere near the Crown Prince." she kissed his cheek, patting his hair. "But when you get older and ascend to the throne - If you still remember me, and want to see me again, then you can always send for me. I will wait for you a thousand lifetimes, if needed. Just to see you again. The beautiful boy with the starry skies in his eyes."

Before he left, Y/N stole a quick peck on his lips, and waved him goodbye; Whilst Chun-Yan was laughing copiously, she had to drag the stunned boy away, his face burning fiercely from a blush. "I'll make you my Empress, Y/N! Wait for me! I'll keep my promise!" they truly were adorable, the woman thought, as the carriage left for Qin.

Thus, however, not only Y/N, but Ying Zheng would remain alone for so long, as Y/N had no one else in Zhao, and with the scorned people of Zhao no longer holding the prince as a hostage, they sent mercenaries to kill him. As a last motherly act of love, Chun-Yan used her martial arts to battle them all, though she would be fatally injured. "YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY KID!" she yelled, killing the last one.

As she lay dying in his arms, she told him the truth - That Y/N was right about her all along. She was a scorned, grieving parent, with her child, similar in age to the prince, having been buried alive. Her beloved Chun-Ou. She could do nothing to save him, for she dug in the dirt with her nails desperately, but couldn't even find him to give him a proper send-off. She wanted too see the prince, to scold him for being a useless, evil brat... She wanted to vent her anger and resentment... But she couldn't.

If a kid like Ying Zheng could become the King - Someone who could understand people's pain... Perhaps someone like him could change this fucked-up world a little, the very same way he changed her. "Become the greatest king of them all." it was the same promise that Y/N also bestowed upon him.

Before she died though, she didn't see Ying Zheng, but Chun-Ou. "I didn't know you were there, Chun-Ou. Let mama get a good look at your face." "Mama..." the prince held her dearly in his arms, placing her hand over his face, and he smiled at her, watching how vitality swiftly dissipated from her eyes. "Hao." she lay lifeless in his arms as he wept for her.

Afterward, Ying Zheng arrived safely at Xianyang, the capital of Qin, and on July 6th 247 BC, following the death of Zichu, Ying Zheng became the King of Qin, at the mere age of twelve.

"Let's walk my--..." Ying Zheng smiled, tying the scarf around his eyes. "No. Let's walk the Path of an Emperor. Together. Y/N. Chun-Yan." and true to his words, at 37 years of age, Ying Zheng became Qin Shi Huang, The First Emperor in History to unite all of China.

On the day Ying Zheng was crowned as the King of Qin, he also began being pestered by his advisors and elders to marry soon and produce an heir; After all, every King must have a Queen and concubines to perpetuate the royal lineage. Of course, the Prince didn't care for such things, nor did he want to think about anyone else that wasn't Y/N - But they were still so young! Life was fully ahead of them! On the other hand, it could be a great pretext to bring Y/N to the court and start lavishing her with all the luxuries that the palace has to offer.

Though the King of Qin had room for surprise, along with all the people at the royal meeting, as the large doors of the palace were pushed open, and a beautiful young lady resembling a flower fairy, dressed in rich silks, pink like the petals of a peony stepped on the golden rug that led towards the throne. She had a long spear in her grasp. As she started singing, the King ripped the scarf off his face, and those starred eyes gleamed with glee, his smile wide like never before. They truly must be soulmates, if Y/N could do exactly the same thing that he himself intended to do!

Two loving souls, so cruelly parted In madness and grief, a dark path started Calamity was drawn, rituals subverted But by her lovely dance, was sadness averted.

Ying Zheng didn't think it humanly possible, for a human to glide even more gracefully than he first saw her dancing, a few years prior.

The Phoenix returned to a home without luster; The cobwebs overgrown, the grave-shrouds a-fluster. But one bond upon her, This world could not muster.

"Thus does the tale of the Auspicious Phoenix end - Yet today, a new melody I have to append." the King was truly mesmerised by her lovely voice, and the way she lit the spear on fire and twirled it around so masterfully, kicking it and rotating with it, throwing it in the air, creating the image of a dancing Phoenix. "Hao! Sing me a happy story, Y/N!" he grinned, leaning forward in his throne.

From the world she seems apart But there is one who knows her heart With graceful swaying and a flaming spear To still the raging skies and the shattered hearts

Y/N's smile was so enchanting that it bewitched the King - Her dancing was as she hoped, a means to grow the seed of joy into people's hearts, replacing the darkening hatred.

The Phoenix once returned, And at once, she was spurned. She turned, and left alone...

Y/N, in a swift move, extinguished the flames from the spear, and stepped up the stairs leading to the throne. "Though now, she might be found to whom she is bound - Her love."

Ying Zheng's face was split by a wide, cheerful grin, and in an unexpected move, he threw his arms around the girl, pulling her into his lap and kissing her cheek. "Hao! My Phoenix returned home!" "Just in time to see her beloved dragon soaring the skies." she replied tenderly, only multiplying the excitement of his heart. "The only dance I love above all is that of the Phoenix and the Dragon amongst Heavens." he declared boldly. "Y-Your Majesty, who is this woman?! And how did she even manage to get inside the palace? With a weapon, no less!" having escaped the charm of the beautiful maiden, the elders started murmuring amongst each other. "She is the Empress, of course!" Ying Zheng laughed merrily, loving the unrest amongst his advisors, telling him he couldn't just marry anyone. "I am the King! I can do whatever I want!" and true to his words, Y/N had a most beautiful coronation ceremony, and her red and gold robes truly made her look like the Phoenix that she was.

Not only the Kingdom of Qin, but the whole Empire of China was going to prosper greatly under the rule of Emperor Qin Shi Huang and his Empress, Y/N. She was there to help him rule, with equal power as his own, and a fantastic wisdom and benevolence like no other. She was there to guide him as he walked the path of killing the demon Chi You. They lived a good life, along with all the people of China.

The two would love each other and live in perfect harmony until their eventual death due to mercury poisoning, at an age before even reaching half a century.

In the afterlife, just like in reality, Qin Shi Huang would have to fight to protect his people, as he was chosen as a human representative fighter in this mess the Gods created, Doomsday, the wish to eradicate mankind. He already killed a demon, and now, he was ready to kill a God.

He couldn't wait for too long in his own room, and with how directionally challenged he was, he walked through walls until he found the Gods' private balcony where Ares and Hermes were, and he flipped the God of War out of his seat, getting comfortable on the cushy seat, even causing the Messenger God to pour him honey mead.

"You know I can't walk fast in these clothes, you little menace." a feminine voice, very much amused, took the attention of the two Gods. "Oh, that's a lovely view of the arena!" the regal looking woman shamelessly sat on his lap, her arms around his neck as he offered her his drink. "This is really good! Can we get more?" bowing, the butler looking God poured some more.

The doors were slammed open again, and the little Valkyrie, Goll, yelled at them, followed by the elder one, Brunhilde. "Goodness! Even after I'd expressly told you NOT to leave your room - And what's more, you've left the corridors FULL of holes!" the elder one was more amused than scolding. "Mou mantai!" the two laughed, free of any care. "The road is where I lead!" he grinned, holding onto Y/N's waist, clingy like a child. "Come on, we have to go." Hilde spoke. "I refuse! We've taken a liking to this place! And besides, we definitely won't grow bored here." the man exclaimed. "In case you weren't aware - YOU will be fighting in round Seven." Hermes and Ares gasped in shock, as the Emperor, holding his love in his arms, jumped on the backseat of the couch.

"HAO!" he grinned confidently. "Finally! I'd grown tired of waiting!" "Now, let's head to the entrance gate, shall we?" Hilde sweatdropped at the unhinged behaviour of the bratty Emperor. "The dragon soars the path of the Emperor! The road is where Qin Shi Huang leads!" Y/N declared boldly, unfolding her fan dramatically.

From underneath the Gods balcony, all of China's Emperors after Qin Shi Huang unraveled a large red and gold rug, making way for the very first Emperor to lead the way to victory - Covering all the minor Gods from the stands. None mattered, except for Qin Shi Huang.

"Hao! That's how the Emperor has to be treated!" Y/N hopped from his arms, and off the balcony, waltzing ahead and leading the way forward - From her sleeves, butterflies would flutter, and where she waved her fan, red flower petals burning like cinders would breeze in a majestic dance, matching her own enchanting one.

She is lightsome as a startled Phoenix, And he, as graceful as a roaming dragon; Her lovely complexion outshines the autumn chrysanthemum, Whilst his radiance surpasses the springtime pine.

She is as nebulous as the moon concealed in light clouds, Gracefully gliding, as snow spun by a flowing wind. He is gazing at her from afar, She shines like the sun rising above the rosy mists of dawn; Observing her close by, She is as luminous as a lotus emerging from clear ripplets.

She sang the song that Ying Zheng loved the most, resembling the Goddess of the Luo River - The Beauty of China, Luo Shen. Though the Emperor hated that she ended up so heart broken over her husband's death, going so far as to drown herself in the river - He couldn't help but admire the pure love between her and her husband, mutually intertwined, just as he and Y/N were; Truly, all his life, he admired everything about her, and strived to become a man worthy of her lover. He wanted to be the man she could depend on, the man who could prove for her.

And thus, he became the Emperor.

As the song ended, Qin took out the bamboo flute and, stepping into the ring and playing the tune that harmonised perfectly with his Empress' graceful moves. Her dress, a deep shade of red like fire, flew around her like the Auspicious Phoenix that she was, and with her golden Dragon, they danced the Celestial melody of Heavens.

Heimdall, as well as all the rest watching, were mesmerised at the elegance displayed in their bonding, true love like no other radiating strongly from their smiles; He couldn't even begin the introductions as he watched the Emperor pick his lady in his arms, two fates intertwined, dancing coiled around each other eternally - And ending with a kiss. Their fairy-tale like love made all those watching deeply envious.

As the two lovers kept gazing into each other's eyes, the God announced the Emperor's great deeds, before calling out his title as the humans all chanted his name; the Gods boo'ed, angry that he was so arrogant, even going as far as too show off his love-life like that. As Y/N kissed him shamelessly, in front of the whole Valhalla, a young lady, Alvitr, had rageful tears in her eyes for being left forgotten at the Mankind gate.

"Mou mantai! I'm an Emperor, after all." he waved dismissively, before picking her up carefully in his arms. "Come a little closer." she was blushing so bad. "No need to be so rough, my boyish young lady." he chuckled lightly. "Don't worry, little lady. Zheng is going to take good care of you." Y/N patted her hair, watching her completely fall in love with the handsome man, and in one burst of lightning, the Volundr was formed. "Hao! This fits me nicely!" he grinned, showing off his Almighty Spaulders. "As handsome as always, my darling." she kissed his cheek again, though she felt a chill shiver down her spine as the God of the Underworld, Hades, walked forward.

Not only was he ready to avenge his brother, but he was also feeling envious at the way Y/N so openly loved and pampered her husband, the same way he wished his beloved Persephone would.

Before this battle of King vs Emperor could begin, Y/N gladed towards the stands where the Emperors were standing - Right where Chun-Yan and Chun-Ou were, and she got helped up in the stands. An Empress shouldn't have to find her way around the maze-like corridors - The First Empress of China had every right to walk the shortest and easiest road to where she wished to.

As the fight began, Hades thrust forward a single strike, loaded with tremendous power - A single thrust meant to kill. He continues to attack with one heavy-class jab after another, but the Emperor never once got hit; And even when he used one of his strongest attacks, named after his wife, Qin Shi Huang only had his body nicked.

The next straight thrust, the Emperor deflected, easily catching the handle of the bident before throwing back the attack - His own power added to that of Hades, sending him sailing backwards painfully hard - It was Qin Shi Huang's Chi You - Armor form: Sword, Armor, Spear, Crossbow, Halbert - Heavenly Hand of Defense.

As they say, the best offense is a good defense. The reverse is also valid. "Hades, King of the Netherworld... Was it? Let me tell you a thing." as the dust evaporated, the God's form was slumped to the ground, a large crater in the wall where he hit it. "There can only be one Emperor in the world, and that man is I!" he confidently declared.

He didn't fight for six whole days against the Demon God Chi You for nothing. He didn't raise above all the other so-called King for nothing. He didn't become the first unifier of China, the first Emperor, the King where it all began - For nothing!

Ying Zheng - Qin Shi Huang - Was the only man worthy of being called The Emperor!

Hades managed to stand up. He was bleeding from his head and his torso was injured. "Qin Shi Huang, was it? Tell me one thing - What in your eyes makes a King?" "A king?" he grinned. "One who never doubts! Never yields! Never relies! And always stands as the leader of his people! That is what makes a King!" Hades was awestruck by the answer, and even started laughing merrily. Nobody alive ever heard the Lord of the Underworld laugh so boomingly. Ying Zheng joined in the laughing. "You remind me of someone I know... All too well. He was more noble than any other God, more steadfast than any other - And the God most worthy of the title of King. My younger brother, Poseidon, King of the Seas." he extended his arm forward, showing off the weapon. "And I swear by his name, as his elder brother, I shan't give in to a mere King of Men!"

Thus, with a weird stance, Hades unleashed an attack, the proper way of fighting with a spear; With all his might, he delivered a crushing downward swing. The Emperor shielded himself with his arms. "I AM THE KING OF THE UNDERWORLD - HADES! FALL AND BE CRUSHED!"

The King of Men was slammed face-down, flat onto the ground. "ZHENG!" Y/N yelled his name, watching his spit a bunch of blood, struggling to stand up. "Ahh, it's sticky, all soaked with blood. Buhao." he groaned, hanging his head. "Mou mantai..." he sighed, a little disappointed as he took off his cherished scarf. All Emperors bowed down in his honour, gazing his handsome face for the first time. "Now then - Shall we continue, King of the Netherworld?" he grinned confidently. despite the blood painting his face. "So you can take one of my attacks and still smile. I would expect nothing less from a King!" Hades grinned, launching into a ferocious flurry with his rigid spear.

Qin Shi Huang has no choice but to roll with the thrusts; He was waiting for an opportunity to use his special technique. As Hades used the Smasher of Earth down on his head, the Emperor had to shield himself again; But this time, he didn't fall - Using his breath to weaken the attack, he grabbed onto the blade of the bident, and slammed the wielder into the ground, breaking it.

But just as before, any wound that Ying Zheng sees, he receives also - And though he managed to injured Hades, he also felt intense pain. Even in a direct combat, Qin used his breath onto Hades' chest, and with his claw-like fingers, he used the Mount Tai, Dragon Claw technique, delivering an intense strike, leaving an awful mark onto his abdomen.

Ying Zheng's starry eyes weren't just beautiful - They could actually see the stars of living beings. The flow of Qi. Qin could see the cruxes as stars. The double edged gift that served him as both a blessing and a curse. "Ahh, this is why I hate fighting with my eyes." Qin grinned, baring through the blazing pain in his abdomen. "Aw man, that really hurts."

"Don't make fun of me... Do you call yourself the Greatest King?" Hades chuckled light-heartedly. "King of the Underworld, you are strong - But I promised two special people that I would become the Greatest King - So I can't lose to anyone!" to get the most out of his fantastic martial arts, Qin Shi Huang was given a Divine Weapon specialising in defence - Alvitr; The secret ability behind her name is - Army Guardian! "You are strong, King of Humans. A promise of never losing, right?" Hades clenched his fist around his own blood. "I also have something I want to protect. My oath."

Thus, Hades advanced again, spinning his bident like a windmill, destroying the air bullets coming his way - Qin could barely defend himself against the attacks coming his way, though even when he struck, the two were equal in power, and Hades' forearm was mauled. "Even though you're human, you made it this far, huh? I'm going to kill you... But first, I wanted to say that you were magnificent." Hades declared boldly. "Hao!" Zheng grinned at his opponent.

From the stands, every human was cheering for the Emperor. Y/N especially was the loudest, along with Chun-Yan and her little boy, Chun-Ou.

Once again, Hades did something remarkably unusual - Not only did he begin to whistle the tune of his dear younger brother, Poseidon, before self-inflicting a large gash on his chest and splattering not only himself, but his weapon in a shower of crimson life essence. Drenched in blood, Hades rushes Qin, changing mid hit his thrust into a downward swing - He managed to find a way to counter his disruption of Qi. "You pose no threat to me."

Hades' blood wasn't SIMPLY blood. "Assemble!" the King of the Underworld ordered his weapon to transform into a mighty strength to be reckoned with; Any Divine Weapon that his blood, the Pluto Ichor, spills upon harbors the God's life force and becomes even more powerful... But the longer he keeps it up, the higher the risk of death. "King of Men, this is my trump card." he got in a battle stance with his new weapon, the Four-Blooded Spear of Destiny - Ichor: Desmos. "Tear at his flesh - Desmos!" this almighty thrust managed to break through the powerful armor of the Emperor. "I cannot lose. As their elder brother, I shan't be defeated!"

The Valkyrie Alvitr made herself seen to her human, worrying over him - Not only half of his hand, but his shoulder also were heavily destroyed. "Mou mantai. Compared to the pain of others, my own pain is scarcely anything to bear." he declared selflessly, like the fantastic leader that he is. "Alvitr... If we don't do something, we stand no chance at winning. I think we should bet everything on this next strike." he spoke, more seriously, only to annoying the young Valkyrie. "THAT WAS PATHETIC!" she yelled at him, as a scold. "SAY WHAT YOU WANT LOUD AND CLEAR, LIKE AN EMPEROR! YOU SHOWED OFF WITH YOUR EMPRESS LIKE THAT - AND NOW YOU WANT TO LOOK UNCOOL AND DIE IN FRONT OF HER?! IN FRONT OF EVERYONE BELIEVING IN YOU?!" she huffed like a brat. "How haughty of you, my boyish young lady." he smiled, looking up at the stands where his most cherished people were cheering on him. "I WANT TO WIN NO MATTER WHAT!" he yelled, loud and clear, as he should have. "Haha, I know! Really... You Kings are so stubborn!" she giggled, reinforcing their bond even further. "Let me give you all the power I've got!" thus, the Almighty Spaulders were recast into the Shi Huang Goujian Sword. The best defense truly is a remarkable offense.

"I am EMPEROR! King among Kings! And a King only takes pride in protecting his people!" Ying Zheng's starry eyes shone brightly with hope and power, whilst his dazzling smile remained as confident as ever before. "Excellent, O, lofty King - Now let us tear at his very heart, Desmos!" he, who bore the pride of the Gods and laid down his own life; The King of the Netherworld -- And he, who knew the pain of others, and fought for the sake of his people, the King Where It All Began.

Only a King can understand the mind of a King. And these two Kings could both tell that the end of the match was nigh.

Hades went forward, using Desmos: Eos once again, and Ying Zheng retaliated with Chi You: Sword Form; Shi Huang Yan cut. He was driven back, his already damaged left arm ripping clean off from the shoulder and flying across the arena. "ZHENG!" though the Emperor could hear his wife's desperate voice, calling out to him - He simply laughed merrily, seeing Alvitr's worried expression, looking down at him.

"It's beautiful...! What a beautiful star I see!" surprising everyone, the Emperor managed to use his sword to stand up once again. "A king never doubts. A King never yields. A King never relies." even with his arms ripped off like that, and the awful injuries sustained, Ying Zheng kept standing tall and ready to fight. "And a King never surrenders!" he was standing up through sheer willpower. "I can't let my wife see her husband dying, you know? I promised to only ever make her happy - So I can't cause her tears of distress now!"

He could hear them - The voices of the people. He's been fighting all this time to keep his promise to Y/N and Chun-Yan; To bring the people not hatred, but happiness. Everyone was cheering for him. The Greatest King of All Kings - Qin Shi Huang.

"Look, I know you don't wanna give up, but what are you gonna do exactly?" Alvitr asked, a little confused but ready to fight to the bitter end by the side of this worthy man. "I'm going to use Heavenly Hand of Defense once more." he spoke weakly, watching her distress and worry. "Trust me - I am THE Emperor!" Alvitr smiled, filled with hope and confidence thanks to this man. "You're just... Haha! No need to ask!" she, too, got in a fighting stance next to him, supporting him from within his soul. "HAO!" the Emperor exclaimed, thrusting the tip of his sword forward, to mit that of Hades' spear. "I consider myself proud to have been able to fight you." both the Gods and Mankind, and every eye upon the arena could sense that this very next clash would be the final one of Round Seven.

And the first to make a move was the King of the Netherworld, with a fearsome thrust from Desmos, loaded with all the Ichor that Hades could give; Against this gully-powered attack from the King of the Netherworld which seemed as though it could kill with a simple graze, the King of Men, without hesitation, caught it. Chi You Armor Form: Heavenly Hand of Defense.

Everyone had braced themselves for the end, save for the King Where It All Began... Who managed to use Tortoise Ripple to hit Desmos' Qi Star. It got weaker. Desmos was alive, not a lifeless weapon, and Hades hadn't taken that into consideration - He brought his spear to life, his most powerful advantage, but also, his most fatal disadvantage.

Ying Zheng had never forgotten, not even for an instant, that his own life began from the end - When the woman he loved most, his wife, along with his cherished mother-figure, Chun-Yan, showed him... That a King is one who arises from the end, and brings about the Beginning.

Desmos was shattering in his fighter's grasp, and the Human representative managed to impale his sword through the God's torso. "Magnificent!" Hades praised. "Nothing less...!" though he tried to use the broken handle of his weapon to kill Qin Shi Huang, he failed, for the Emperor sliced him open. "... from a King." Hades was unable to make good on his vow. He failed as an elder brother, but the Emperor managed to keep his oath to all the people that relied on him. "Forgive me."

As Hades lay dead on the ground, Heimdall announced Emperor Qin Shi Huang as the winner of the Seventh Round of Ragnarok, and with it, Mankind was in the lead, 4 to 3. "I am grateful that I could speak with you, King of the Netherworld." the Emperor clenched his fist to his chest, in honour of the admirable and honorable fight between two Kings. "Pengyou." through this battle to the death, the two Kings became friends.

Gods and Humans alike were showing their respects to the King of the Netherworld as he was shattering into glowing shard of green soul and ascending into the skies. In under 13 minutes, the King of all Kings defeated a God.

Just as before, the Emperors watching the match helped the Phoenix Empress descend into the ring so she could run to her husband, supporting him and the little Valkyrie lady up. "You were fantastic, you two. Now you may rest. I will take you to the infirmary at once." both of them, like a happy family, smiled at each other. "Don't push yourself too hard. You look even more banged up than me." Alvitr joked. "Mou mantai!" he chuckled at her reassuringly. "Mou mantai? You sure don't look it, silly man. Let me support you two." Y/N giggled, getting in between them two and holding onto them with all her force. "Honestly, it's a miracle you're even alive right now." Alvitr scolded him lightly. "That isn't true, Alvitr. Did I not say it before? Trust me!" his reassuring grin made the girl emotional. "You really are stupid." the Valkyrie's smile trembled. "H-Hey, can't you keep standing up?" Y/N released Alvitr from her grasp, supporting the Emperor as he lost consciousness. "Alvitr, if you have any strength in you, please help me hold him!"

The Valkyrie yelled for the paramedics to rush already - He needed urgent, intensive care. The nurses quickly brought the table and put the Emperor, rolling him quickly towards the Intensive Care unit where he will be taken until his condition is stabilised.

Ying Zheng and Alvitr also were kept in capsules to better their vital functions, and in between them, sat Y/N, smiling softly at the two. The Valkyrie was already a divine being, she was going to be alright... But Ying Zheng is still a human and was in a particularly critical condition - Whether he survives this or not, depends on his own strength to live.

"Ying Zheng and Alvitr. The Emperor of Heavens and his protector White Tiger." the Empress spoke gently, each hand laying on one of the glass capsules. "Alvitr, thank you for protecting my beloved Zheng. I will forever be indebted to you. My sweet child. Alvitr." Beautiful and divine, strong and courageous." her voice trembled softly. "My boyish young lady." her gaze turned to her Emperor. "Qin Shi Huang. The Emperor of China. The King Where It All Began. The First Unifier of China. The Golden Dragon of China. The Eye of Heaven." a few tears escaped softly down her cheeks. "Ying Zheng, my beloved husband, the beautiful boy with the starry skies in his eyes. The love of my life." her tender tears turned into heartbroken sobs. "I am so proud of you. So, so proud. You have always been a true leader for our people, and you were always such a wonderful husband, a partner, a friend. My confidant. My heart. My soul. My everything." though Goll and Brunhilde left, the Emperors whose paths were pathed by Qin Shi Huang were all standing outside the room, watching with heavy hearts, the shattered cry of the Vermillion Bird. "If the tears of the Phoenix could truly heal any wound, I would drown you in my cries and save you. If I could give my life to save you, I would transfer all of your wounds to mine own shell of a body, rip my flesh apart with mine own teeth and claws, and give you all of my blood, just to see you alive once more. My most precious sweetheart." the people watching all began to shed tears. "Just like the Goddess Luo who drowned herself in the river, so will I, out of grief, should you depart from this world before me." for one last time until her beloved would flutter his sparkling eyes open again, Y/N dried her tears and smiled brightly at Ying Zheng and Alvitr. "Hao! Mou mantai! Listen to my voice as I sing for you a beautiful melody. May you have sweet dreams and rest peacefully - And when your strength returns, please, return to me. And if not... The Vermillion Bird will burn to ashes, for the last time."

I want to be your love for ever and ever, Without break or decay. When the hills are all flat, The rivers are all dry. When it thunders in winter, When it snows in summer When heaven and earth mingle, Not till then will I part from you.

Thus, a melody was sung, through the cries of the weeping Vermillion bird, burning bright as the Sun, for her celestial Golden Dragon of Heavens, and the almighty White Tiger, shining silver like the moon.

#record of ragnarok imagine #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok #qin shi huang #qin shi huang x reader #qin shi huang imagine #ying zheng #ying zheng x reader #ying zheng imagine #ror #ror x reader #ror imagine #qin shi huang ror

[trafalgarlogy]

THE KING'S WOMAN - QIN SHI HUANG X FEM! READER

" 留下爱在世间不断的轮回 " " 看透喜悦伤悲百转千回 " " 生死永相随 " " 走遍天地恢恢 与你自由飞 "

He held her body, as the her blood dripped from his sword that pierced through her, as the blood escaped from the corner of her lip which curled up into a gentle smile showing no sign of pain

Placing her head on his shoulder for the last time she closed her eyes to fall in the eternal sleep as a single tear rolling down her face, no matter how much he called her name, screamed her name , it didn't change the fact she was never coming back......

" why did this happened? "

" why did we have to end up like this? "

" why?.....WHY?! "

PROLOGUE

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 !: GORE, BETRAYAL, LOVE TRIANGLES, MASS KILLING, YANDERE-ISH, OBSSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR, SUICIDE !!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐂 !: The fic's plot is highly based on the chinese drama "THE KING'S WOMAN", it can't be guaranteed if this fic is gonna have a happy ending, this story takes place when YingZheng/ Qin Shi Huang became the king and under his control Qin dynasty is conquering states and increasing its power, in other words its taking place during "The Seven Warring States" Era.

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𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐅 !: Below 14, Racist, Sexist, Pedophile, Don't know what "Record Of Ragnarok" Is

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𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 !: I work at my own pace, but also will update in free time

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

CHAPTERS !:

CHAPTER 01 CHAPTER 02 CHAPTER 03 CHAPTER 04

#qin shi huang #record of ragnarok #qin shi huang x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #itssimpforeternity #ying zheng #𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 #nyxxcore

[jonkentsglasses]

'M bored. I'm taking requests for the following characters (be it drabbles or headcanons):

Chris Redfield (Resident Evil)

Shin x Ei Sei/ Xin x Ying Zheng (Kingdom)

any Batman character

I wanna write something 😗.

Yuh

#batman #shin #ei sei #xin #ying zheng #kingdom #kingdom anime #chris redfield #chris redfield x reader #shin x ei sei #resident evil x reader #dc #dc comics #ri shin

[caffeine-n-andreneline]

SnV Qin Shi Huang || Ying Zheng x Fem!Reader

Warnings: First fic lol, historical inaccuracies, typical cannon violence, a kid with trauma and a wannabe therapist, Soulmate AU, slowburn(?), Warring States period-ish, JJK cross over kinda-ish, baby qin needs a hug.

痛いの？

Strange runes are what was carved in the young prince's skin. Words seemingly familiar, yet not. Words written in red blood, just by his wrist. Those were the words that the universe had him link to his other half he has yet to meet.

Oftentimes, if a sword is not by his hands, he found himself staring intently at the strange calligraphy, in hopes of deciphering what it could mean. But alas, the sun had already set, and he had deciphered nothing.

One thing he knew however, is that the words his soulmate muttered to him is a question. And when he's conversing with others–especially those he had never met before, though rarely, pays full attention to what's the first thing they had said to him.

He wonders, what will the woman or the man the cosmos had bound to him, look like? Could they be as tall as he? The colour of their eyes, what could it be?

All he could do for now is wait. Wait for fate to allow them to cross paths, the words in their wrist to dissipate, allowing them to see the shade of colour that his significant other has in their eyes.

In his eyes, ever since Ying could remember, the first thing he saw was the gloomy boring greys of the sky. Not the vibrant faint blue that Chun Yan...had told him.

He was startled by the doors of his chambers abruptly shut open. Bringing himself back to reality. He promised. In order to unify these warring states, he first needed to get stronger. 

No, he needed to become the strongest.

It has been a year since his mother's death. The thought ails him truly even now, but also at the same time she was his source of determination, to continue moving forward and fulfill his pipe dream of becoming more than king.

As of now, he is summoned to the great halls of the Palace, the bastard that hath sired and abandoned him awaiting on his golden throne.

It did not take long for him to arrive at the throne room. His obscured ones meeting the current king's eyes.

"I greet you well, king Ying Yiren of Qin." Ying Zheng clutched his right hand onto a fist in front his chest and put an open palm above it using his other hand. At the same time bowing his head. 

"You may rise." Said the king.

Zheng cautiously rose his head, staring back at the man–the idea alone of him calling the king his father for no reason at all makes his guts churn—

"I've called you here, my heir, to discuss matters regarding the festival."

"Yes, my king." Zheng responded.

"Tis also the day I will proclaim to the public that you are to be the crown prince."

Taken aback by the revelation, his mouth went agape, behind the piece of cloth he wears is eyes wide open. He never expected for him to do that quite early, considering how young still his only heir at that. Well, it wouldn't change the fact that he's also well known throughout the lands as the cursed prince of Qin. And now with himself actually having a chance up on the throne? It seems that Ying Yiren would love him dead.

"I expect to be on your best behaviour, Ying Zheng."

"Yes my...king." He once again did a salute, and quickly left when there was nothing left of importance for him to hear. It appeared that the king informed him on what was to happen once the day of the festival has arrived.

Ying had already forgotten the other details relayed to him since he found himself lost again inside his head earlier, but he needn't worry as he had a dependable attendant who could fill him in later.

All now left for him to do is master half of the forms of Chi You. It appears that he still has a long journey to go through, and he's already embarking on it.

Few days had passed by, and nothing of interest had happened. And such it greatly bore Ying, decided to take a walk by the gardens, where he could watch the water lilies float above the ponds, at least just to give rest to his perturbed mind.

He slipped the blindfold off his eyes, taking in the breathtaking view before him. It's serene, calming and shook off the anxiety in his body.

But still, it feels off.

The skies still remained the same despondent grey. He didn't know if he could believe Chun Yan's words.

He shook his head, he made his way here to not think of something and clear his mind, so he needed to do something else to distract himself.

Finding a servant feeding the Koi fishes not far from where he stood, Zheng approached the young man, and begged to do his tasks himself.

"A-are you sure young lord Ying Zheng? Truly I can't allow you to do my job. I could do this by myself. I suppose you could…distract yourself with a cup of tea by the gardens? I could fetch a maid or two, for you my lord."

"No need. I just felt like doing something else to get my mind off some thing, so please?"

The young prince pleaded, and after long seconds of debating whether or not to give the pouch of half a kilogram of fish feed to the said person, the servant finally relented with a sigh.

"I–i…alright. Here, and are you sure there's nothing else you need young lord?" As quickly as the servant gave in and passed the bag of sustenance, Ying Zheng ran and vanished into thin air, now more than ten or more meters away from where he originally stood.

"None. But thank you for these!" Shouted he, vanishing to the other pond of koi fishes to feed them.

Now with the cargo secured in his hands, he crouched just ahead a separate pond, throwing away a handful of feeds to the water. Soon enough the school of koi banded together to the part of the pool where the feeds landed. He threw a handful once again, then again, and again.

Ying Zheng did not notice a small child as tall as him observing and brush by him as all his attention was focused on tending the aquatic creatures.

"痛いの?"

#snv qin shi huang #qin shi huang #snv #snv x reader #qin shi huang x reader #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #ror x reader

[tinirainboom]

~I'm not who you think I am~ fanfic RoR Buddha x reader

Chapter 1: What can cause a simple faint

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"All the world is a stage, and all men and women are mere actors: All have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts"-Shakespeare

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Since I can remember, they have always shown me that magic, travel between dimensions, parallel worlds, reincarnation, karma, etc., are pure fantasies. Well, most could not be verified at this time… but that does not mean that it DOES NOT EXIST. In my case, I was one of those people who doesn't get carried away by that, that is, they can't manipulate me, although I think that maybe there is a possibility that it exists, right?

Before you get me wrong, I wasn't expecting impossible things like, "Mom got a letter from Hogwarts!" or “Doc, I'm from the future. I came in a time machine that you invented." Of course not, this is not fan-fiction! although it would be very tempting… But coming to the point is that I never thought that this kind of cliché situation of Webtoon manhwa would happen to me, and the problem is that now my best friend and I are trapped in this mess…

Without further ado ☆let's get started!☆:

I am Y/N Yagami, and my best friend is Haku Takahashi!

. . . ~And we are not who you think we are~

It all started when our winter vacation began. My best friend and I got together at my house to watch the second season of Record of Ragnarok or Shuumatsu no Valkyrie, in Japanese, a Netflix anime series about preventing human extinction by the hands of the gods and to That this does not happen, the idea of a tournament called Ragnarok was proposed, so thanks to this opportunity, humanity can save itself from extinction and fight against the gods to achieve this goal.

Haku and I were fans, when Buddha appeared at the end of the first season, the two of us with sparkles in our eyes with excitement promised to meet when the second season came out on Netflix so we could watch it together. And here we are, on a Thursday at 5:00 p.m., in my room with several manga of the series in question, posters of various animes, lots of junk food and soft drinks. By this time, my parents had gone on a two-week vacation to California, entrusting me with the house to myself.

Haku:- At last these Netflix people are putting on the second season!- my bff said excitedly and preparing the chapter on the play.

This person here is Haku Takahashi, my best friend, we met in the first year of high school. A boy who stands out mainly for his hair color black as coal and with streaks white as snow, his eyes are ocean blue, fair complexion, with a tomboy fashion style with a shirt with gray squares with red, green and yellow lines , and a blue jean. This boy is a complete otaku even though he doesn't seem like it at first glance, you just have to say the magic word and his fanboy otaku's side will come out.

Y/N:- Yes, Haku, you're right, ugh, I can't wait to hear Buddha's voice and see the same scenes in the manga! – I said with the emotion of a fangirl.

Haku:- Damn little lady! How many Buddha fanfics did you read to be satisfied with your inner fangirl? He asked, amazed and scared at the same time.

Y/N: - EHE - I answered putting on my most innocent face.

Haku:- EHE te Nandayo! - he yelled frustrated and then said- Oh dear God, who can blame you, he's gorgeous, his face carved by the angels themselves - he said amused with a mocking smile.

Y/N:- Oh, look who's talking! just the person who is a Chinese simp and his tsundere valkyrie- I answered returning the mockery.

Haku:- Hey! Qin Shi Huang is not ANY Chinese, he is the first Emperor of China, besides he is super sexy… Ying Zheng is very adorable, he had a very hard past, his personality is so admirable, that for that man I would make me his wife… - he said happily until in a regular moment and with a small blush on his cheeks, he answered nervously - Ehem, sorry my simp homosexual side came out, ha ha-

Y/N:- Yeah… I already realized, we better put the chapter before this conversation goes from brown to dark…- I said already putting the Ror chapter.

Meanwhile elsewhere…

In a dream garden, with a surreal beauty reaching the divine, full of life, flowers of all kinds of colors and species, its spring green grass together with clean rivers that flow freely. Inside that beautiful place, there are two first-rate deities, a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in clothing of Japanese royalty, white with gold trimmings, a part of samurai armor sea black with gold trim, his hair white as radiant as light, eyes with emerald orbs with sharp irises like a cat's, her fox ears sticking out of her mane with a small tint of black at the tips, a pale complexion as if she were snow white, and her fluffy kitsune tail the same color as her hair.

And the woman with a dress that reaches her ankles, her straps revealing her shiny golden shoulders connected to the chest of the garment, in the upper part of the torso some fine golden lines extend, marking the bust, reaching the waist, Its waist is a beautiful belt that shapes a triangle with several arcs until it reaches its vertex that is shaped like a four-pointed star. Up to the peplum, the color of the fabric is a daisy white, then fades to a midnight blue showing galaxies, stars, constellations and the milky ways. Her ballerinas (shoe type), as bright and transparent as crystal, with a royal blue color and a black gradient and a small pastel pink flower on the top of the shoe.

Her waist-length, light brown hair, with a blonde head of hair, waving in the breeze of the wind, with porcelain skin that made you think she was a doll, her eye color was royal blue with various shades like light blue. , red, pastel pink and aqua green forming a galaxy inside, and a bright turquoise white pupil in the shape of a 6-pointed star.

-Lady avatar, how are you going to prevent the Valhalla congress from unanimously to exterminate humanity? - he consulted frustrated and worried

-Relax my friend, for that I have a backup plan, but the problem is the enemy that is coming -

-The coming enemy? you mean the one from your visions my lady-

-That's right, and this enemy is gaining strength, I don't know if I can defeat it alone… since nobody seems to notice and the other gods don't want to listen to me- The woman commented angrily with her frown

-But my lady, the Valkyries, his brother and I are on her side-

The kitsune gave the woman a determined look and she saw this and answered him with a reassuring smile but with a bit of frustration in her voice.

-I know, but that's not enough, those fools are so focused on locking innocent people in tartar or wanting to exterminate an entire species because they don't like it anymore-

-Okay, don't worry, Your Excellency, today at midnight we will meet at the lake near the Bifröst, to continue with the plan-

-Very well, we'll see you there.-

Both deities left by their side, promising that they will meet at that time.

Now, returning to our protagonists…

The two teenagers looking very carefully at the television, the scene of buddha and loki:

Buddha, entering a rose garden in Valhalla, while he eats his celestial lollipop. Later, with a scene change showing Loki sitting on the edge of a fountain, the god of lies sees Buddha enter the place and says:

-Hey, I've been waiting for you Shaka-kun…-

The enlightened one approaches Loki, removes the lollipop from his mouth and responds with a small smile. -You wanna… fight?- Buddha told him, looking at him with a face like I'm going to kick your ass, and at that moment there was a tense atmosphere between the two gods. With death glares inciting a fight to start at any moment, but before that can happen, a baby-faced Loki who doesn't break a plate and with both hands raised replies:

-No, no! I just had one little question for you.-

At that moment he explains his "discovery" about the power of the Valkyries, the Völundr. While explaining his point of view, of how humans were able to resist the power of the gods to the point of killing them, he came to the conclusion about a power that is within Buddhism called Samavadhāna (Ichiren Takushou), within that mention Buddha bites his lollipop with little anger and Loki finishes explaining that the Valkyries unite their destiny with the fighter to become a divine treasure with the purpose of standing up to the gods.

-Oh, I'm sorry that took so long! So, what do you think, Shaka-kun?-

-You know… that wasn't even close to just one little question. In fact, it took so long, I didn't hear half of it. Give it to me in a sentence. Ya dig?-

I finish answering Buddha, sticking out his tongue with a small blue tint from the lollipop. Loki surprised by his response, laughs and says:

-Ha ha, oh right! I'm sorry! Then I'll get to the point… Are you a traitor?

Loki puts on a sinister smile, at the question he asked the enlightened one. - And what if I am?- Gautama answers, with a defiant smile at the accusation of the god of lies.

Y/N and Haku:- Aaaaaahh! Buddha is so cool! - we both shouted with emotion.

Loki:- What was that? - asked Loki

Haku:- Wait a minute… something is wrong. - said my best friend puzzled

Y/N:- I don't know Rick seems fake, what did we miss? This dialogue is not in the manga- I said confused

Loki:- Shaka-kun... is it one of your tricks?- consulted the deity of deceit Buddha: -That should be my line, you are the deity of lies and mischief, not me- he answered confidently with a raised eyebrow

At that moment, I realized that the Shuumatsu characters were listening to us, I looked at my best friend with a mischievous smile and he realized what he was going to do…

Haku:- Y/N don't do i… - he was interrupted by me

Y/N:- Look who's talking, the one who ended up SLEEPING with a horse to end up pregnant!

Loki:- who said that?! Come out of your cowardly hiding place; great this is the last straw! HOW THE FUCK DOES HE KNOW THAT?! - said poor Loki all blushing Buddha:- ka ha ha ha! I like this person, I like your style girly! - replied Buddha happily

Haku:- ha ha ha! oh my god, what a shame! .- Haku said, while he laughed for a moment, his face showed a sign of pain, as if he had been hurt- argh!

Y/N:- Haku! What happened?! - ask anguished

Haku: -My vision becomes dark and I can't brea…- Haku answered me weakly and before finishing the sentence he fainted.

Y/N: Haku!?

Buddha:- Hey! What is happening there?-he asked the concerned air

At that time, my body felt weird, I was short of breath, I even felt more tired than usual, as if someone or something was absorbing my energy… I couldn't answer Shaka, was he worried about us? I wanted to answer but my voice couldn't come out, my body was losing strength and I started to fall.

Everything happened in slow motion, my vision blurred little by little, but I could notice Shaka worriedly shouting our names, and Loki, a little anguished, asking too, I'm glad they're trying to find us…

I wanted to tell them, no, I wanted to yell at them that I was in another dimension, that something is forcing us to faint… Shit, my vision was getting blacker and closer to the ground and I can't do anything to stop it.

In the end, I stopped hearing Shaka's and Loki's voices, as the vision went completely dark. At that moment, my eyes were closed but I couldn't feel anything, it's as if I was floating in a great suffocating void, since this feeling gives me a little anxiety and fear… did I die?

I don't want to die, I have many things to do! I don't want to leave my life yet, my parents, Haku, they all must be worried…

I was afraid to open my eyes to see only overwhelming darkness, but I plucked up my courage and opened my eyes… The first thing I see is that I am inside the water, how did I get to be at the bottom of the water?! I try to look around to find Haku, but all I see is a big blue horizon…

Oh no! I stayed thinking for too long that I just realized that I am short of breath, what am I going to do? I barely have the strength to swim, I won't make it to the surface in time, I don't want to die yet, I'm not giving up! And just when I was about to give up hope that I could save myself, I see a woman.

This lady, she dove from the surface until she swam up to me. Coincidentally she looked so much like me, she was so strange since she is like an EXACT copy of me, except for her hair color, and her eyes. This woman looked as refined and delicate as a porcelain doll, her long brown hair, blonde?, with eyes that were like seeing the universe in them, and wearing a long dress with small shades of pastel pink .

When "my other self" came towards me, suddenly a field of light formed around the two of us, and she looked at me with her galaxy eyes with great warmth, her delicate hands intertwined with mine, and she gave me a small kiss on the forehead. Then, without opening her mouth, she said these words to me:

-"Don't be afraid dear, you shouldn't be afraid of me. Promise me that NO MATTER what happens, never lose hope and you will always fight against evil in all its forms."-

I nodded several times, giving her to understand that she agreed with what she told me, but at the same time I didn't understand it very well, and "my other self" with a smile answered me with a kind of telepathy:

-"Very well, Y/N Yagami, it's time to wake up, V̴̢̿́̀̂̾̊͛̒̕ö҉ļ̴̬̜̫̣͉̜̞́͑ ██ !"-

Y/N:- WHAT?! - I gasped as air bubbles came out of my mouth.

Suddenly, I woke up in an elegant room, with ancient Greek architecture coming from a palace. The bed, had a Royal State Bed style with a white canopy with gold frames, its sheets were the same color as the canopy, at each corner of the bed there were transparent curtains and elegant as silk.

Trying to calm down for all the weird things that happened to me in less than 10 minutes? I slowly sit on the mattress and lean on the back of the bed to get a better panoramic view of where I was located. The whole room was as big as a penthouse at the Plaza Hotel; for a moment I felt like Macaulay Culkin, in my poor little angel 2, when he thinks out loud "my family is in Florida and I'm in New York" raising both eyebrows very funny.

In the end, I began to look at the room and noticed a balcony to the right of the room, where you could see a large green meadow in the distance and to my left in the background was a kitchen, then a table with chairs for tea … In short, everything was so refined that I could spend a whole day explaining how beautiful it is.

In a moment of reflection I asked aloud, to see if anyone was in the room:

Y/N:- Hello? Could someone tell me where I am? -

Then at that very moment, the door suddenly opened, and a girl with the appearance of a 15 or 16-year-old teenager, with short lilac-colored hair, emerald-colored eyes, wearing an orange jacket, a yellow jacket with a White shirt below, he also wears black shorts with a black mesh on his left leg which he ties with small suspenders, and on his right leg with an anklet and his Converse-style sneakers.

This girl sounds so familiar to me from somewhere, I have her name on the tip of her tongue… I already remembered it wasn't, Göll?!

She carried in her hands a tray, which had a vase with a white rose, cloths, and a glass of water. When Göll saw me sitting on the bed, she turned so pale that she dropped the tray from her hands in astonishment and cried out:

-S-sisters, she's already woken up! Warn Asclepio-sama, that her Excellency is aware!-

Göll:- Your Excellency, 6 months have passed since the accident you suffered near the lake! Now that he woke up from his coma, he will be able to save humanity from extinction, besides, we all miss him very much!" Göll sobbed, several tears streaming from his emerald eyes.

Y/N:- H..hey don't cry, how did I get to this place? and… what do you mean with that supposed accident in the lake? - ask curiously

Göll:- WHAT?! YOU DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING MILADY!?-I exclaimed scared

Y/N: -Oh Jeez! my eardrums… and why do you call me milady or his excellency? -I went back to consult the little valkyrie

Göll:- Because you are the highest authority of valhalla since the creation of the entire universe, one of your titles is your excellence, milady or lady avatar since you were the deity that generates the balance of dharma, karma and that the cycle of life is fulfilled correctly together with his brother Sora.- explained Göll with tenderness and admiration

Y/N: But… I'm not that person, it's a misunderstanding- I explained and then I said- Are you sure they didn't get the wrong person? -she finished asking him

Göll:- Of course you are mylady, we are not mistaken! Take I'll give you a mirror- she said worried

Göll handed me the mirror and at that moment I saw my face… without correction, the face of the woman I saw in the water. My hair color _ changed to this light brown blonde, my complexion was whiter, like I was a porcelain doll, my lips were thin in ulzzang style, and the only thing that stayed a bit the same were my eyes, exactly my color of eyes, but… they looked starry with a little blue glow. What the hell is going on?!

Great, now I'm living the typical cliché of a Webtoon manhwa, in which the main character is “reincarnated” in her favorite series. I mean, it's cool, I get to see my crush Buddha! the problem is… who is this woman and what role does she play? because she's not a canon character, and I don't even know what kind of relationship she has with the characters in the series. What if she hates or doesn't get along with Shaka? If that probability comes true and I find him… what the hell am I going to do?!

When I was about to have an existential crisis trying to figure out the identity of "my other self" and a future relationship with Shaka… The door of the room opens suddenly, revealing a tall man with a good complexion, his hair tousled with an ash blonde sky blue ahoge, medium cut with a long braided ponytail, tied with a tasseled headband. His face was stoic, the man's eyes showed such serenity that it seemed that nothing could get him out of that state, the hue of his irises was so extravagant that it showed an amber color combined with an emerald tone and his pupils were black. What stood out the most in his face was not only his eyes or his white complexion, but also that he had little gold-colored Harry Potter-style glasses that made him look like an adorable person.

In his right hand he held a golden staff, with a snake around it, his clothing was elegant in the ancient Greek style with various gold accessories matching the clothing and with his brown leather sandals.

From the cane and his clothing I could deduce that he was Asclepius, the deity of medicine, although he did not come alone… He was accompanied by a woman, the most important character in the Record of Ragnarok series, with an incredible design, her diva attitude and empowered and with such an imposing voice, thanks to seiyuu Miyuki Sawashiro. A woman hard to forget, the first Valkyrie, and the "creator" of the Ragnarok plan… Brunhilde.

Brunhilde:-Lady avatar, it's a miracle that she woke up!-She exclaimed happily.

Y/N:- Um… but I -I spoke uncertainly but before finishing the sentence the doctor interrupted me.

Asclepio: -His excellency, you must be confused and in shock due to the coma, it is understandable that you are disconcerted- Asclepio intervened

Göll:- Asclepius-sama! I was talking to lady avatar and she was always denying that she is not herself, I even told her about her responsibility as her deity and she still continues to affirm that she is not the avatar- Göll commented shocked.

Brunhilde:- What?! That's not possible Göll… -Brunhilde said and then I could hear her murmur in a very low tone, which neither Göll nor Asclepio heard- is the supposed plan b she told me about, is to enter amnesia? that makes no sense…

Asclepius:- Thank you Göll for reporting, that is one of the symptoms of amnesia, but we still cannot be sure, I will use my staff to verify it and give a diagnosis- the doctor calmly expressed, with a charismatic smile that could reassure To anybody.

When the medicine deity finished speaking, his staff began to glow and the staff snake began to coil around my body. In a moment the reptile finished coiling completely in my body, its eyes connected with mine and I suddenly entered a trance.

Every minute that I spent keeping my eyes on the snake, my head hurt more, it's like a feeling of discomfort and uncertainty. At times, I could watch my memories as if it were a movie; each time those memories became more vivid to a point that it seemed as if he had traveled back in time to live it again.

I even got to that memory in the water with "my other self", but just when he was going to speak to me by telepathy… the trance was suddenly cut off. Little by little, I began to see the luxurious room together with the worried faces of Göll and Brunhilde staring at me.

Asclepius's staff ceased to shine, and the serpent returned to the staff. The doctor's face was pensive, as if he had also seen my memories, his gaze was trying to find a logical explanation until his face suddenly became serious, as if he had found the answer in his head. .

Asclepius: "Please, Valkyrie ladies, leave me alone with the patient, I need to speak with his excellency," Asclepio said seriously with his head bowed.

Brunhilde:- Okay, let's go Göll- she answered courteously.

Göll:- Oh… they call us anything! - exclaimed the little Valkyrie a little indecisively.

They both left the room and closed the door. Leaving me alone with Asclepius, who had a face like this cannot be possible.

Y/N:-why did he ask to talk to me alone? - I consulted the doctor.

Asclepius:- First, put on these glasses, these lenses will help your sight to remain stable since your ocular powers are unstable and they have lost illumination, in this case it generates a slight myopia and astigmatism due to the fact that your soul is not the same that changes the flow of energy- explained Asclepio giving me a pair of round golden glasses.

Y / N: -Wait a minute… How did she have ocular powers and she was enlightened? -I asked puzzled

Asclepius:-That's right, the starry eyes of lady avatar were because she had reached enlightenment and that's how several of her ocular powers originated, one of them was precognition. I also want to tell you that her energy flow, that is, her Chi is different from the avatar. The vital energy of the person in this body is no more and the only thing left to continue living is his own, the problem with this is that I don't know what kind of side effects I could have from this… -he explained to me embarrassed.

Asclepius:- Besides, when the snake saw her memories, nothing matched her memory of her excellence and the only memory that showed the avatar I couldn't see because there was something that had thrown us out of there. Not only her memory is different, but her soul as well, this is much more complex than an "amnesia", she had never seen anything like this…-

Y/N:- I did understand, you don't have the slightest fucking idea how I got here and that's not all… Now I became your new portable battery of this body and the consequences that this could cause you don't know. If you, how the deity of medicine does not know because he never saw a case like this, who could help me? - I said desperately

Asclepius:- The only theories that occur to me are that someone or something has done an experiment with the soul of the avatar and yours… Or that someone of the same rank as her, has a plot to make her go through "amnesia" or that she doesn't is in his right mind. The problem is that we don't know why this happened and why.- Asclepius explained with doubt and concern.

Asclepius:- Although I warn you, be careful with all the gods or entities of any kind, because if they realize that you really are not who you say you are, and that it is a human soul taking her place… I don't know what atrocious things they could do to you .- Asclepio warns seriously and then he affectionately told me- But you can rest easy, as a doctor, this is between patient and doctor, and if you need help with anything or information I will give it to you without hesitation- he finished speaking to me with determination and a sincere smile.

Y/N:- Thank you very much Asclepius, I thank you very much since you do not have the obligation to help me and… - the doctor interrupts me

Asclepius:- Of course not! Not only do I do this for my duty as a doctor, but I am also a human and always doing good is returned to you.- he affirmed with enthusiasm and then with a bit of shyness he said- Besides, I have a good feeling about you and there is something that I cannot explain through science that you transmit to me a kind of… confidence? I don't know how to explain it, I'm sorry if it sounded very strange ha ha ha-

Y/N:- ha ha ha, it's okay and how are you going to explain to others about my "condition"? And do you know the real name of the real woman in this body?

Asclepius:- I will tell you that her diagnosis is Amnesia and I don't know her real name, there are some deities that do know but cannot pronounce it because it is part of one of the rules of the Valhalla protocol, it was rumored that the only exception to the rule was his twin brother Sora, but after the accident at the lake he is missing…- commented Asclepio

Y/N: - I understand… is this Sora still missing? - I asked Aesculapius

Asclepius:- Unfortunately yes… it would be better if I called Brunhilde and Göll since they must be very worried- Asclepius commented

Y/N: - Yes… you're right - I said

Asclepius got up and went to the door. When he opened it, he didn't even have time to say “you can come in now” as all the valkyries pushed poor Asclepius away and rushed towards me to position themselves around the bed. All with tears in their eyes, except Brunhilde since she had seen me before and she had a small warm smile on her face.

Brunhilde:- Asclepio-sama, what is your excellency's diagnosis? Is it so serious that she preferred to discuss it first with the avatar and then with us? - I ask worried

Reginleif:-Our sister Brunhilde is right, does she have a serious pathology and why are her eyes not the same color? - consulted with seriousness and concern the seventh valkyrie

Asclepius:- In principle, lady avatar has amnesia, I was able to verify it with my staff and her memory is blank. There are no memories… I'm sorry, you should be patient with her and regarding her eyes, she lost light due to amnesia and her vital energy flows differently, causing her ocular powers to affect her sight, causing myopia and astigmatism. Asclepius explained calmly.

Randgríðr: That's why the glasses, right? - commented the fourth valkyrie with curiosity

Asclepio:- That's right, these glasses are special since the lenses adapt to the graduation corresponding to the user, they can also change to a dark lens to protect their eyes from the sun, when the user wishes- Asclepio answers with a stoic expression

Hrist:- She doesn't remember us…- said the second Valkyrie with a voice about to break into tears.

Göll:- S-sister Hrist… - Göll stammered, as sad as Hrist

Brúðr:- You two must remain strong in front of your excellency, the one with the amnesia is her… The one who is suffering the most in this situation.- she whispered to the two tenderly

Asclepio:- If something happens or you have a new symptom, let me know immediately and for now you shouldn't bother her with suddenly remembering her memories, since her mind has suffered a lot and her vital energy too.- Asclepio informed and then politely says- With your permission, your excellency and valkyries, I retire.-

Immediately after, the doctor leaves the room and the 13 Valkyries are quite affected by the situation, all with various mixed feelings about my presence, making the atmosphere tense and uncomfortable. Until Alvitr, the tenth of the Valkyries exclaimed in encouragement:

-"Hey! We should be happy because she woke up from the coma, not sad, this is not a wake!"-

Hlǫkk:- Alvitr is right, we should celebrate it. Let's go prepare a tea party in commemoration that our lady is with us safe and sound!- said Hlǫk, the enthusiastic ninth valkyrie

Brúðr:- Of course I do, come on sisters!- Brúðr proclaimed with joy

The 12 Valkyries left the room excited to celebrate the return of "my other self" and the only one who stayed was Brunhilde. She looked at me seriously, and she could see the guilt I have on my face, then the first Valkyrie closed the door and then went to sit next to me…

Brunhilde:- Now that it's just you and me… Let's talk honestly, who are you? -Brunhilde asked and then said the following- because YOU are not lady avatar, her personality, her appearance, even her body language is not the same, you are completely different from her and it is obvious that you do not have amnesia.

Y/N:- It's okay, it's very hard to believe but I need you to believe me, I really have no idea how I got here and I don't intend to lie to you or your sisters either, because I'm not that kind of person.-I explained with sincerity and seriousness in my voice, after that I took a deep breath to calm down and declare the following- My true identity is…

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PHEW, The first chapter is finally over! Wow I really worked hard at this job… For those who don't know, the word avatar comes from the Sanskrit avatâra, which means 'descent or incarnation of a god'. In this sense, Hinduism conceives of the avatar as a divine being who descends to earth in the form of a person, animal or any other type of body, with the purpose of reestablishing dharma, or divine law, and saving the world from disorder and the confusion generated by the demons. Like, the deity Vishnu, for example, has had many avatars, and, according to the Hindus, has undergone many incarnations.

I also put Asclepius in this story and since he is not a canonical character… I described him as I could imagine it in anime style. I hope you liked it! (T ▽ T *)

ps: If I have a spelling mistake in this language, I have no problem telling me since English is not my native language. I hope I wrote the characters well! I also put several movie or meme references in the dialogue between Haku and Y/N, even when she narrates. (// ¯ ▽ ¯ //) ps 2: In one part I start to completely describe "the other Y / N," when he is talking to her companion … I'm sorry if I made you dizzy I wanted to be as detailed as possible with her.

♡ Ok that's it! ♡

Have a nice day, afternoon or night!

~Reiko Yukimura~

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Some qin fluff but can you do when he was younger after chun yan's death and reader founds him crying and decided to help him and became friends to lovers?

You and Me

𖥔 Qin Shi Huang X Gn!Reader

𖥔 Synopsis: Reader finds qin = lovers. yes? I say yes!

𖥔 What's in the web: slightest of hurt/comfort, fluff

𖥔 A/n: I am going to fight my computer for how stupid it wants to act. Okay I struggled for three days writing this and i'm stressed. Reblogs are appreciated!

"Don't be too long when going to your uncle's. He gets very protective if you don't make it by dawn."

Planting the bag over your shoulder, you nodded to your mother. Heading her words, you ran off into the crowded streets, light pants leaving your tiny lips. Stands beside you having everything from food to stolen goods, but who cares, really. Not after everything, no one cares.

Unfortunately, crime is such a big issue that the knife that was hidden by your side was not enough to deter any foe. Yet, at least you were able to put up a fight. Rocks seemingly holding that light brownish color and the sun still as blinding as ever, you were sure nothing would change in your life.

Yet, when scaling the mountain and hearing the cries far from you changed it in an instant. Quickly picking your pace up, you made your way to the whining. With the sight of the crying child, one similar in size, instinct kicked in as you started grabbing them, bag falling to the side of the road. 

A wet face looked at you with fear as they held the hand of the corpse beside them. You gulped as you traced his cheek with your hand, pulling out a towel from your pocket. The smooth surface takes in the tears and snot from him.

"Are you okay?" You asked, checking the boy for any wounds. "No cuts?"

He shook his head as you sighed and eyed the corpse. Observing your surroundings as a broken carriage and dead men  on the ground. 

"No one's alive beside you, huh?"

"C-chu-n...y-ya-" He blew his nose into the towel and placed it down momentarily. "Chun yan saved me."

"I see. I'm sorry."

His hands wrapped around your waist as his tears slowly resumed. You looked at him with a confused face yet accepted his hug, your arms wrapping around his shoulders.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think we can stay here," You pulled him out from your chest and looked at him. "After all, you were a target."

Gently pushing the boy away, you stood up and helped him up in return. His arms held onto your own as you made your way out of the mountain that was previously a battlefield. Clumsy steps made their way out of the terrain and into a new one, grabbing the bag you've almost forgotten.

"This may be a bad time to ask, but what's your name?"

"Ying Zheng."

His tears dried away, and now you were left with a dirty-faced boy. Though having the same height, you couldn't help but feel as if he was a little smaller. Maybe it was the protective instinct you couldn't help but see him that way. 

"That's a nice name."

After a while of walking, you made it to the gates of the esteemed palace. It was pristine, the white walls still polished, and the gold that's been taken better care of than you. It wasn't like the other one Ying had known, with broken tiles, stained walls, and the inside rotting away.

You've never seen such a place, and neither has he, going by the wide-eyed and gaping mouth. The guards noticed him and started escorting Ying away from you while you took the hint, walking away quickly. Ying looked back at you, a gloomy look on his face.

"Bye, Ying." 

After that, you were gone. He walked into the palace already feeling the loss of you, yet he never left that yearning for you. Older men surrounded the boy, taking a good look at him before whisking him away to lead the people.

He felt a bit lonely and timid, seeing the men either take small jabs at his clothes or nitpick what the servants were bringing out. It was something he had to deal with for the time being, but for how long?

"Come here." One of the older men stated.

The boy came closer, a few steps away from him.

"Is there anything we can do for you at the moment?"

"I wish to see that person who brought me here!" he didn't hesitate. "I want them to be with me forever!" The older man, keeping his smile, nodded. Waving his hand to the guard, they pursued the boy's desired goal.

Seeing guards at your house scared your Uncle. He's hesitant to let you go, but you tried to reassure him that you'll be fine. He still hesitated, as usual.

"Bubs! I'll be fine!" You held his arm, caressing it slowly.

He looked at you with concern before letting you go. You let go of his hand and walked over to the guards. As they escorted you away, they muttered under their breath about the boy, Ying. You were little doubt they had to listen to the words you had to say.

You were nervous, to be honest. You've never done such a thing before and at such a young age. To be asked to come back to Ying Zheng after leaving him alone. Maybe he felt scared. You didn't mind, everyone had a fear. Yet, seeing him run out of the gates, hand wrapping around your neck and face nuzzling into yours, all the fears had gone run away.

Both of you fell onto the floor, causing you to let out a groan. 

"Hello, Ying."

"I might be late, but what's your name?"

"Oh, (Y/n)."

"Hey, (Y/n)?"

"Yes?"

"Stay with me forever."

A small laugh left your lips before nodding, accepting his affectionate hug.

"You're annoying." You muttered.

"Me? I haven't done anything." He smiled.

"Sure, we can lie to ourselves."

Dark eyes stared at you in admiration, a blush making its way to your cheeks.

"You are annoying."

"How rude. My beloved is so mean to me despite not doing anything."

"Pff."

Both of you, standing in front of the gates to the home, your hand holding onto his, waiting to announce Qin's newly acquired power and your marriage.

"After all these years of knowing you, you're finally becoming the emperor," you muttered.

"I couldn't have made it this far without you."

"Of course, since we met, you have been very clingy." You teased him.

"Truly, my beloved does loves hurting me."

"Yet, you didn't deny it, did you?"

He looked away and pouted, causing you to burst out laughing. Instinctively, he started draping himself over you, forcing you to carry him.

"Qin! No!! Wait!!."

"Oh? Can my dear not handle me?"

He gave a quicky smile before handing you mercy, returning to your original positions afterwards.

"Hey, (Y/n)."

"Yes?"

"Stay with me forever."

A smile grew on your lips.

"Of course. Until death does us part."

He nudged your hand, a sash displayed on his own.

"Was it it?"

"It's a sash, Chun yan gave me before..."

"I see. You cared a lot about her."

"Of course, she was basically my mother."

There was a frown present on his face, one you were sure you couldn't get rid of.

"Bet she'd be proud of how far you've come." You said before grabbing the sash from his hand. Walking behind him, you tied it around him, giving a tap on his back.

The frown leaving and replaced with a gleeful one. You grabbed onto his hand, instinctively, then smiling.

"Then let us go, my love! As a new world awaits us!"

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[mellowchen0813]

Choices (Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 12 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 3363 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, which I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

That's right, NSFW Chapters. There is more than 1 chapter of NSFW.

Viewer’s Description is Advised

Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher)

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

Tragedies and disasters originally come from Love or Hope.

After Ying Zheng returned to hell, the first thing to do was to drag Beelzebub back to their room. He smiled all the way. The passing demons were thrilled by that smile because when the emperor smiled like this, that meant someone is going to either suffer or die. When those demons were still worried about it, they saw their once Demon King had a gloomy expression, walking behind the emperor, and the low pressure around him compared with the emperor were like two poles of a magnet. The demons sighed in relief.

Throughout these hundreds of years of education, they all are aware that the human being who was trained and educated by their Demon King was better than the Demon himself. They were too fragile to withstand the emperor's toss, but the Demon King did not have this problem. After all, whenever the emperor created trouble, Beelzebub was the one who handed over the knife to the emperor, but this time round, the knife seemed to stab himself. No one was expecting that to happen, but it is something to feel gratified about. Beelzebub noticed the stares and glares his getting from those demons. He turned his emotionless face and looked slowly at the demons and showed a ferocious smile.

All the demons felt that oppressing fear at the same time. That isn’t the eyes to look at their kind but the eyes to look at corpses. Now, although they had left heaven for a long time, they all missed the beauty of their hometown.

Back in the room, the intrigued emperor sat on the bed and looked at the Demon standing in front of him, smiled and pulled him closer. He put his hands around the Demon’s waist, leaned his head against his belly, raised his head and looked up at Beelzebub, who was looking down on him. Ying Zheng saw that his eyes were gradually showing a sign of thirst but uneasiness, but probably people were a little cheap. The more the Demon showed resistance, the more the emperor wanted to bully him.

His hands, with sharp finger-cots worn, intentionally or unintentionally rubbed up the Demon's tail vertebrae, then pressed him hard against himself, opened his mouth and bit Beelzebub’s tummy through his's clothes. Beelzebub was surprised by the sudden stimulation and gasped. The tummy of all creatures is sensitive and soft, even the Demon has a sensitive tummy too. The emperor provocatively looked at the Demon who was gradually controlled by Desire, pulled him back and let Beelzebub press on himself. He felt the Demon's cold lips sliding around his neck, and his body began to send out a special cold fragrance that brought him to excitement.

He opened his thighs and wrapped them around Beelzebub's waist and felt the Demon's weight completely pressed on his body. His cold and rough tongue licked along his exposed neck, extending from the adam's apple to his lower jaw to his lips. Ying Zheng opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, gently licked the tip of the Demon’s tongue, and soon was entangled. The smell of fishy yet sweet quickly burst into his mouth. He pressed the back of the Demon’s head, rubbed his fluffy black curls with the tips of his finger-cots, and made their kisses more deeply intertwined.

As the Demon squinted his eyes and enjoyed the warmth and seduction of the emperor, suddenly, Ying Zheng's legs clamped fiercely between the Demon’s waist and give it a hard twist-and-turn. The position between the emperor and the Demon was reversed. The Demon now lay under the emperor. Ying Zheng sat with his legs wide open between the Demon's waist and continue to hug and kiss him. Since he sat on Beelzebub, he could feel it more clearly: The naughty little Demon and the emperor’s gradually harden dick rubbed against each other between thin clothes.

He licked the Demon’s lips, raised his head to end this long, deep kiss. Ying Zheng pinched Beelzebub’s neck and pressed him on the bed. He straightened his waist and looked down at the Demon with a smile. The devil unconsciously gulped for such a sight, and the sliding of Adam's apple rubbed past Ying Zheng's palm. The emperor was a little excited and stroked it with his thumb, then he leaned down and rubbed the Demon’s cheek, biting his ear tip and asked,

"Have you ever kissed other humans or demons like this?"

He didn't forget the purpose of their return. Some things were a disaster if they didn't make it clear. Too many relationships failed because they thought too much.

The Demon narrowed his eyes for this inexplicable question, touched Ying Zheng's waist with both hands, and some sharp claws appeared uncontrollably. The sharp fingertips gently slid across the emperor's spine, bringing a few threads of itchiness and scratches, and then stopped on the thin cloth that was around the human’s neck.

"I don't waste time on things that aren't worth it"

He fiercely cut the fine cloth, and the clothes that lost support fell off from Ying Zheng’s neck, revealing his bare chest full of traces and marks. The Demon’s cold hands were pasted on the emperor's back neck, and his sharp claws gently stroked against the sensitive skin, bringing out some traces of slight bleeding. The cold and greasy touch and weakness were controlled and threatened by the oppression, which aroused Ying Zheng to shudder. The Demon seemed to feel offended by such questions.

"But I did…" Back in the days when he was free and unfettered in his harem, "… many times…" for the sake of offspring or pure sexual desire, the emperor looked sideways at the Demon and stared at his eyes. The anger in his eyes seemed to be ignited by himself along with the Desire. A dangerous excitement stimulated Ying Zheng to nibble at the Demon’s exquisite jaw.

"… until I choose to follow you to hell…" Ying Zheng felt that the strength on his back neck was tightened even more, and even the claws on his back pressed himself down against his tail vertebra. The emperor obediently collapsed and rubbed the Demon under him, giving out a few tiny moans. He let go of Beelzebub’s neck, put one hand close to the Demon’s face, and the other slid down his chest.

Ying Zheng lay his forehead onto Beelzebub’s, looked directly at the pair of abysses and continued to say, "… I'm willing to open my legs for you…." his hand with hard finger-cots rubbed against the excited and swollen lower body of the Demon. The Demon was startled and scratched the emperor's back, leaving a little blood. "… I trade my heart with you..." Beelzebub stared at the human, with a few threads of panic and apology in his eyes, but Ying Zheng seemed to have been unaware of this pain, but just continued to look at him attentively,

"… so, what are you afraid of? Those pasts are nothing."

People like them always think of themselves first. No matter what they do, it will be related to themselves until they also divide each other into their respective scope, so those hidden things are either related to each other or themselves...

The heat and confession in Ying Zheng's eyes almost made the Demon at a loss. Beelzebub was almost afraid for a split second. The emperor looked at the rising fear in the Demon’s eyes, narrowed his eyes and smiled and kissed him. It was a gentle kiss with a bit of encouragement and comfort. Beelzebub closed his eyes with some resignation under the operation of cruelty and tenderness for a while, taking back his claws and hugging the emperor who was sitting on his body and sitting up. Ying Zheng has his arms hooked around the Demon’s neck and looked down at him. The Demon took a deep breath,

"Demon's emotions aren’t like human beings," Beelzebub said it slowly as he lowered his head on the emperor's shoulder. At the same time, he tightened his hands around Ying Zheng’s waist to make the temperature in his arms closer to himself.

"Wow, did you mention the word ‘emotion’? Tell me more." Ying Zheng took off his fingertips and threw them aside, stroking the back of the Demon’s head, letting his soft black curls wrap around his fingers, and smelled the sweet scent like honey coming from the Demon.

"We might eat those that attract us…." the Demon felt those fingers curling his hair paused for a few seconds. His mouth was close to the emperor's beautiful and slender side neck, allowing his teeth to gently brush across the fine skin, causing the human on his body to shudder. "… you could die because of this."

Demons feed on what they desire. When they have uncontrollable feelings for a specific person or thing, Appetite will come along and grow. Whether is it the person's soul or blood, tears, internal organs, or bones, to them, it all smell very sweet and even begin to find other food tasteless. The Creator changed their Love into Appetite, so demons have no Love. Most demons will eat it up or let them leave before the Desire deteriorates. After all, no one can accept the painful truth that they will eventually eat their beloved.

Now everything can be explained. When the Demon looked at himself, his expression was full of hunger and thirst, and those violent bites and bruises. After a long pause of silence, Ying Zheng asked,

"Have you ever wanted to eat anyone before?"

"As extreme as this? Never."

The Demon buried his face on the emperor's shoulder and replied stiffly. He seemed quite distressed and with a bit of vulnerability. Suddenly, he felt a gentle caress on his head. The emperor's hands slid from the top of his head to his spine with just the right strength. It seemed to calm his insecurity and anxiety down, the emperor's head also nestled on Beelzebub's shoulder and smelled the sweet cold fragrance that’s peculiar to the Demon.

"Very well."

Then he fiercely twisted the Demon’s side neck, opened his mouth, and bit it. Beelzebub widened his eyes due to the sudden pain. The sense of emergency alarmed after his weakness was bitten made the Demon subconsciously open his mouth and bite the human being sitting on his body. Sweet blood slid into his throat. Beelzebub began to suck up Ying Zheng’s blood uncontrollably until a strand of flesh and skin was almost torn, then he regained his consciousness.

Ying Zheng raises his head and grabs the back of the Demon’s head to make him look at himself. "I'm the emperor…" Ying Zheng's mouth is dripping the Demon's black blood, "… I always bring death to other people’s doorstep, Beelzebub..." then he stick out some blackened tongue and licked his bloody lips as if he was tasting some beautiful wine.

"… and unfortunately, I recently found that you taste rather delicious too." He pulled the Demon’s curly hair and tilted his head to one side, exposing the wounds that had not healed after being bitten by himself. It was disgusting on the first bite, but now, what he taste now is a sweet smell like honey.

"... how is this possible?" Beelzebub looked suspiciously at the human buried in his neck. His weakness was bitten and licked by the emperor’s tongue. The Demon secretly aroused some morbid excitement. The smell of the emperor's stench, sweet blood still filled in his mouth, but the sense of hunger seemed to go down by the sudden sense of emergency and excitement

"Contracts always goes two-way."

The kiss with a black fishy smell fell on the Demon’s lips, and the emperor tasted his blood. Combined with the Demon’s smell in his mouth, it was like sweet wine mixed with blood. After the fishy smell was spread to the extreme, a sweet smell came in, which made them entangle tighter with each other. The Demon’s sharp fangs cut the emperor's lips, and Ying Zheng bit the tip of Beelzebub's tongue, which was his mouth, the emperor opened his mouth wide and let the Demon’s bloody tongue lick his tongue and slide deep into his throat. He held the Demon’s head close to each other and allowed Beelzebub’s cold tongue to go deep into his throat as if he wanted to eat the Demon up.

The base of the tongue is a little sore, but the human being still holds his tongue tight. The Demon looks at the human being excitedly and provocatively. His pupils are so clear, but in those pupils, there is a deep abyss. The abyss of hell is hot and crazy, like the lava at the bottom of hell that can burn everything, just like a demon. The Demon looks into the eyes of the emperor clearly, no wonder Ying Zheng’s eyes gave him a sense of familiarity: It was the eyes that the demons would show when they looked at the prey, and it was also the eyes that he looked at Ying Zheng, but now the prey showed its fangs to the former hunter. After he receives Ying Zheng's love, the human also receives Beelzebub’s Desire.

That isn’t bad. At least now their positions are equal, but Beelzebub’s mood is still slightly depressed. He clasped the back of the emperor's head and pulled him away, then intimately licked the corners of the emperor's blood-stained mouth and the wounds bitten by himself, then leaned against Ying Zheng and hugged him and said, "But I'm still stronger than you." This is an insurmountable racial gap that cannot be overstepped.

Beelzebub listened to the emperor's pulse quietly, waiting for the response of the person in his arms. The sweet aroma poured into the tip of his nose, making him want to bite through his heart and swallow it up.

But the emperor just patted the Demon on the back, and a blood-light flashed through the emperor's eyes out of the Demon's sight. Ying Zheng was quite crazy when he paid his feelings, but it was also extremely pure and unchallengeable. It was a king who opened his diamond-hard case and took out the rest of his beautiful and fresh heart that’s still beating, so when he decided to pay his feelings, He also paid off his soul, his bone and blood, his past, his present and future.

"Maybe, it's not that bad to die under your mouth." You brought me up and let me know how the world works; You taught me how to kill and told me how to survive; You put me on the throne and told me to know the weight and fun of authority. You gave me company so that I didn't have to face such an absurd world alone.

"You gave me my life and goal, my whole life is related to you…" Ying Zheng raised the Demon’s face, smiled and rubbed his forehead, looking at the eyes of the abyss slowly filled with ripples of waves. "… you shaped me to who I am today, so if I die by your side…" Let my life follow you from beginning to end. "… it may be a happy way for me to die."

When a person like them chooses to love someone, they will accept everything about that person, including any potentially fatal defects, as long as the other person is worth it for them to do so.

Perhaps Love has a kind of magic, which can make rational people crazy, make cowards brave, make human beings become monsters, and make monsters become human beings. The Demon sensed a new Desire began to form in his body and gradually erode it. That strange Appetite turned into something else, something he had been very familiar with and very evil.

Beelzebub widen his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng with some disbelief. The decadent heart in his chest seemed to jump again because of these words: The mood in the Demon’s eyes gradually changed from hunger, chaos, desire, surprise and joy to other special kinds of stuff. He vaguely remembered that a long time ago, there seemed to be a very unique passion called Hope, and that is the origin of all desires.

He remembered that when he had only known the emperor for a short while, back then, he was only a teenager in his teens. Sitting on the throne, he had a young and seemingly kind and gentle face, with bright eyes and charm that can make people surrender, but he also knew how to hide his spearhead at the right time and play a good child who was obedient and easy to teach. He remembered that he once asked him, "Why do you cover your eyes? Is it because you fear that others will read your mind?" But Ying Zheng just smiled silently and didn't answer, and the Demon didn't investigate further.

But sometimes he could see from his glance that the child looked at him as if he was looking at the world as if he would be conquered by the emperor.

The Demon got up with the emperor in his arms, put him to bed and let him half sit against the soft pillows at the bedside. Then, in Ying Zheng's confused eyes, he half knelt on the bed, took his hand, kissed it gently on the back of the emperor’s hand, and touched his forehead with that hand. It was like a special ceremony.

He looked up at the confused emperor and smiled and thought, I don't like to lose "You won…", but you proved that you are qualified to make me surrender, so I am willing to lose to you. From now on, "…my emperor.", you are my faith.

It felt like those legendary knights finally found a monarch they could be loyal to, and believers without faith finally found their God.

Ying Zheng picked up his eyebrows, pulled back his hand, took off his black gloves and looked at the back of his hand kissed by the Demon, but he couldn't see anything. The emperor was half lying on the bed, leaning against the pillow and holding his head with his hand. He looked lazily at Beelzebub, who was still half-kneeling in front of him. He felt that the Demon's originally irritable mood seemed to be calmed, along with the sharp Hunger that resonated with him also subsided a lot, but he didn't know what was going on, but it seemed to be a good thing.

He half sat up with a smile, pulled up the kneeling Demon in front of him to his eyes, circled Beelzebub between his legs, brought himself close to his neck and took a deep breath as if he was trying to assure something. The sweet, greasy, and fishy smell with blood still tickled his throat, but he didn't have such a strong impulse to eat. It seems that the Demon is the same.

But he has other motives.

The emperor kissed the Demon’s mouth with a little appreciation, put it close to his lips, and let every word he said wipe past the Demon’s cold but soft lip peak with the arc of opening and closing his lips. "Are you done with your little temper?"

Beelzebub looked at the emperor's lustful eyes and said, "I think so." He felt that Ying Zheng's palm was moving close to his chest, opened the gap between his clothes and caressed his body. A sticky heat source swam on him with the emperor's hands. The temperature difference made the evil Demon’s senses more sensitive. It seemed that the heat was transmitted to his spine, so his lower body was tight.

"Good, because if you haven't handled it well…" Ying Zheng opened the obstacles that blocked his progress and began to touch Beelzebub’s strong waist and abdomen against his cold skin. The smell from the Demon seemed to be stronger. He narrowed his eyes, leaned in a cheerful tone against the Demon’s ear and said provocatively, "… I'll consider finding someone else to settle it."

#ror qin shi huang #ror #shuumatsu no walkure #snv #record of ragnarok #ror beelzebub #snv beelzebub #snv qin shi huang #shuumatsu no valkyrie

[caffeine-n-andreneline]

SnV Qin Shi Huang || Ying Zheng x Fem!Reader

Warnings: First fic lol, historical inaccuracies, typical cannon violence, a kid with trauma and a wannabe therapist, Soulmate AU, slowburn(?), Warring States period-ish, JJK cross over kinda-ish, baby qin needs a hug.

The notes of the koto reverberated throughout the Michizane household. The people laughed and drank sake to their heart's content, whilst applauding to the child in the middle of the room, playing the said instrument with finesse.

Accompanied with her voice, she sang much like a true virtuoso. It did not take long for her performance to end, the cheers dying down as the adults went on to mind their own business.

The girl with the (H/c) hair rose from her previous position and bowed down for gratitude. When she exited, two servants followed suit, storing away the heavy hunk of wood.

Now, she rests by the secluded part of their home, in an open porch, which showcases the serene Zen Garden that the Michizane managed whilst the gathering continued with their faint chatters in the background. Red cherry blossoms flutter with grace as they are coveted by the grassy grounds.

She opens the palm which bears her soulmate's first words upward to the midnight sky.

A single gray petal is what she sees.

Never had she seen the shade of red. That questionable goop of gray upon her lips as well as the women back inside the gathering? Or the fine silks and fabrics all over their house?

Even her own blood. Gray and so dark you could mistake it as black like ink. In all honesty? It's slowly–making her insane.

"Sunshine, it's chilly here. I suppose we should get you back inside." From behind her, a deep voice of a man startled her tiny heart, yet she still managed to put on a neutral face.

"You make such awful callings, father."

A man of tall stature came to her view. Her father, Michizane Sugawara, the patriarch of the household she resides in. A scholar once of common blood, he rose to his position today for his great contributions and efforts, became a vassal of a shogun–a daimyo which also holds the title of this state's diplomat.

"Well then, hm. Moonlight, how about we head back inside? I suppose there's still some daifuku left if I'm not mistaken." He continued, scooting beside her daughter.

The patriarch had his hair painted in snow, his eyes as blue as ice. Almost a carbon copy, aside her hair, to the pensive girl on his side.

"That's the same thing." The daughter bluntly replied.

"I suppose you're right."

Then there was a short pause.

"But you, you're not alright at all." Glancing to her daughter, he resumed.

"You can always tell me what ails you, you know?"

He waited for a response. A few moments have passed by, but still none. It seems the girl is in deep thoughts. Until the silence was broken with her declaration.

"I want to see red. It drives me mad. It should be a color that I see regularly everyday, yet it's replaced by this boring monotone color I see instead."

She ranted. Michizane knew this feeling all too well. There he decided bringing her along not only could give her experience, but also give her the opportunity to find what she seeks.

"Perchance you could see it soon." He gave her a reassuring smile.

"How do you know?" She asks, with her voice laced in doubt.

"My intuition tells me so. Did you know I can't see the colour of the rays of the sun when I have yet to meet your mother?"

"....must've been so bright."

"Yes, indeed. Your other half, surely they gaze upon the vast horizon of the heavens, and wonder when they could see the fleeting blues of the skies or the deep azure of the seas. When they could finally see those ocean eyes of yours."

This made the girl think even more deeply. Realizing it's not only she who longs for such. There could be even thousands if not millions of those who're blind to a certain colour.

The cold touch of her father's calloused hands made contact with her small and nimble ones. Slowly finding its way to her wrist, where her soulmate's first words are imprinted to her skin.

"I've taught you few about the dialect, haven't I, my moonlight?"

Slowly, he traces the calligraphy above her skin. She could only watch her father draw on her wrist and answer his question.

Back when she was younger, she found herself awestruck with his father's handiwork. She loved the crisp sound of paper being folded, the way his father used a brush to write the letters she could barely understand with elegance and precision.

One night, before going to sleep, his father had gifted her something. A box of brushes, along with a small jar of ink–and parchment of papers with drawn guides with the use of charcoal. Starting from there, her education on the arts of calligraphy and linguistics began.

And today, at such a young age–she's already considered to be a polyglot. A scholar ready to expand her knowledge.

".....yes? The archaic dialect used in the state of Qin nearby Zhao dynasty yonder?" The girl already knew the answer to this. It wouldn't take for an alchemist to figure it all out.

"Exactly. I suppose you already know what that means."

"My fated one is of foreign lands." Michizane saw the disappointment in her daughter's face. It appears that she can't hide what she feels well.

In her mind, she could only think of how only in her next life she could see red.

"And by the next full moon, we'll embark our way there."

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, processing the words her father had just said. Then when she came to an understanding, she just realized her father had just said that.

"Well, off we go now, my sweet. Unless we are to freeze to our deaths then we cannot see your soulmate!"

In a split second, the diplomat had already thrown and secured her daughter in his arms, giving her no time to retaliate as he marched his way back inside their warm home.

"Wait! Now hang on for just a second da–"

"Nuh uh, I already feel your brother's glutton radiating beyond these doors. We wouldn't want your daifukus to end up in his greedy belly, would we?"

Sugawara jests.

Notes: This fic will have Jujutsu Kaisen elements, hence the crossovers in the warnings. I'll be describing the reader as the diplomat's daughter and refrain on using "Y/n". One particular physical feature that I'll be explicitly describing the reader has is that they possess blue eyes. And the rest is up to your imagination. Fun fact! Michizane No Sugawara or in this case, the readers' father is Gojo Satoru's ancestor from jujutsu Kaisen.

#qin shi huang #snv qin shi huang #snv x reader #qin shi huang x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok #ror x reader

[caffeine-n-andreneline]

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𝙰 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛.

An SnV Qin Shi Huang || Ying Zheng/Fem!Reader fic

Warnings: First fic lol, historical inaccuracies, typical cannon violence, a kid with trauma and a wannabe therapist, Soulmate AU, slowburn(?), Warring States period-ish, JJK cross over kinda-ish, baby qin needs a hug.

[Ps; I'm new to Tumblr so idk what's happening, lol.]

#qin shi huang #snv qin shi huang #shuumatsu no valkyrie #qin shi huang x reader #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader

[mellowchen0813]

Choices (Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 13 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 3134 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, and I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

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Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

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The Demon climbed onto the emperor's naked body, leaned close to Ying Zheng's neck, and licked the wound bitten by himself. The soft thorns on the tongue and the forked tip of the tongue rubbed against the wound from time to time. Bits of pain along with the sense of emergency that the weakness was licked, the emperor raised his head excitedly to go along with the Demon’s lick. He grabbed the Demon’s shoulders and lay back together with him, letting Beelzebub's weight press on himself, while gently biting the tip of the Demon’s ear, clasping the Demon’s powerful waist between his legs, slightly lift his naked crotch and rubbed on a piece of cloth between Beelzebub's legs.

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"Then I shall look forward to it… " the Demon looked at the emperor who pressed on him. He was full of sweet fragrances like fruit. Even the corners of his mouth were a temptation. He was excited a several times and almost couldn't resist the urge to fuck him to death immediately. Now the human being on his body was still provoking him "… when that day arrives."

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He could see Beelzebub's eyes floating downward even if his neck was pinched, and he looked at him mockingly. He lifted the Demon’s jaw with his thumb to raise his head higher and then bit the Demon's groin. At the same time, he felt the instant tension of Beelzebub's neck under his hand, and even his cock moved a beat. He can see how ferocious the erected cock he played with. The huge pale column body is full of protruding beads. The emerging black blood vessels create a huge contrast between the colour black and white. The pale tip gap opens and closes with the twitching shadow, revealing the smooth black softshell material inside and the unique mating organ of insects.

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But this only made the emperor’s hair stand on his scalp, and the sense of emergency kept beating his intellect. Then the Demon opened his mouth and smiled at him, which could be said to be an evil smirk. At this time, the emperor felt that he played with fire for too long. He felt that the Demon seemed to be out of control, the sweet and greasy aroma around him gradually became thick, and the Demon’s cum he swallowed, a strong Desire rose within Beelzebub.

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Choices (Beelzeubub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 11 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 2550 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, which I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

That's right, NSFW Chapters. There is more than 1 chapter of NSFW.

Viewer’s Description is Advised

Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher)

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

He loosened his hand and looked at the deformed petals in his palm. Suddenly, a breeze blew. The petals shook left and right and flew from his palm with the wind, slowly flying to a distance he couldn't see.

He raised his hand and touched the back of his neck and closed his eyes. He remembered the pain and cold despair when the blade cut through his neck, the unfinished things in his life and his hometown, the hand that Ying Zheng had handed out to him, and the laughter when they were playing together while they were young. Finally, he looked up and opened his eyes to see the broad blue sky, take a deep breath, show a calm smile, and think that it has been hundreds of years, and the things that have been cast can’t be done. Maybe it's time to let it go…

"I'm worried that someone only grows self-esteem and not his brain after such a long time."

Yan Dan's smile and a little relief, for a moment, because of Ying Zheng's words were deadlocked halfway, he turned his head slowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the emperor in front of him. It felt so nostalgic to see the emperor's joking smile. It was almost no different from when he was a child, making people want to beat him. The prince shook his head mockingly for such a thought.

"Why do you always behave so mean?" Yet so convincing?

"It's very simple, because I'm the emperor."

A strong person, no matter good or bad, has not only strong power but also the understanding of how to use his power to convince others. As a leader, the first thing to conquer is his own heart, then he can have the opportunity to conquer others. All great people, both men and women, have their own unique charisma and thus can shake people's hearts because of their charm, letting people be willing to follow.

"Emperor... That's true. Hahaha"

These few words sum up everything. Those countless heavy pasts hidden under the glorious appearance are hidden within this sentence. He knows that what the emperor said is also true, but nevertheless, even if he has been dead for hundreds of years, it still feels harsh to hear.

Yan Dan showed Ying Zheng a very sincere smile, then before the emperor felt dangerous for that smile, the young man in front of him pulled his collar and dragged him towards the pool. The emperor seemed to be unable to escape from the fate of falling into the pool, he also grabbed the hands tightly holding his collar. There is no such phrase such as "loss out" in the emperor's dictionary, if he has no other option, he makes sure his enemy ends up the same as him.

The two young men dragged each other into the water together. Yan Dan laughed in surprise at this moment, along with falling into the pool, there were those past, future and flowing tears, but mixed with the pool water, it seemed that it never exist.

The Demon on one side was startled by the series of actions of the two and turned back to his usual self. Then he looked at the two young men who were probably royals trying to press each other into the water, pulling and moving to the shore, accompanied by something like…

"This is for you who decides to start the war with that Demon!" Yan Dan pulled the emperor's clothes and tried to trip him.

"If that useless geezer of yours would have behaved, will I even want to start a war?!" Ying Zheng turns around and directly clasps the Crown Prince's neck and pressed him into the pool.

The prince clamped one of the emperor's legs and twisted him so that the emperor lay in the pool. "Fuck you, are you crazy?! I lost my head for this!"

The emperor narrowed his eyes, grabbed Yan Danhui and threw him into the deep pool. "Those who lost their heads are not qualified to debate for themselves!"

… Something like two childish adults are creating unnecessary noises and fighting like two cats waving their paws aimlessly at each other. Beelzebub rubbed his temples for his superfluous worry, trying to convince himself that…

"When you accept a person, you should accept everything about him".

After throwing Yan Dan into the water, the emperor slowly walked to the shore and saw the Demon looking down at him, annoyed. Ying Zheng’s sight followed as the cat ears shook on Beelzebub's head. To be honest… that cat ears suites him very well. Then he reached out to the Demon and hint Beelzebub to pull him up. Beelzebub sighed and took Ying Zheng's hand to pull him ashore. At this moment, the emperor smiled at him, gorgeous like the sunrise, even the Demon was dazzled, and there goes the Demon, thrown into the pool too.

Most cats hate water. Ying Zheng smiled when he saw the Demon fall into the water, looking puzzled. This is a bit of revenge, for all his doubts and various bites on his body these days, he can sense some anxious emotions coming from the Demon himself. By meeting the people and events in the past, the Demon is using his method to let them face the forgotten past together, that disguise is like admitting a mistake, that’s unexpected.

The Demon got up from the pool and looked at the crown prince on one side. Yan Dan's alert look suddenly became clear after seeing the two fluffy ears shaking on Beelzebub’s head, and after he saw the scene of Ying Zheng pulling the Demon into the pool, his eyes were full of blatant ridicule. The Demon seemed to be able to read off something from the eyes of the crown prince: Such as “Pathetic”, “Funny” “Serves you right” and maybe other ridicule words. Beelzebub looked away and pressed the crown prince's head into the water again, and quickly moved to the shore.

The emperor who climbed ashore by himself heard splatters behind him, turned his head and looked at the Demon standing in the shade with his whole body wet. He looked gloomy. The cat ears on his head were dripping water. He looked a little embarrassed, but the culprit just smiled and stood up.

"It's fun, isn't it?"

"Yeah, It's fun."

The Demon said to the emperor with a foxy smile and twisted his neck to turn his ears back to normal. Then, in the emperor's slightly pitiful eyes, he gracefully snapped his fingers, a kindle of flame was formed between the Demon's beautiful fingers. The flame quickly spread all over the Demon’s body. Beelzebub stretched out his hand to the emperor, and Ying Zheng hold his hand without a thought.

The flame rolling on Beelzebub quickly spread to Ying Zheng along with their clasp hands, but it doesn’t feel hot at all. Instead, it was as warm as the Sun. The emperor looked at the flame on his body, the moisture on his clothes was gradually taken away by the flame. In the dazzling flame, he looked up at the Demon and slowly approached him with a little prank and temptation.

In the past, no matter how many events the Demon participated in it, only Beelzebub accompanied him to the end. All these times, he can go so far because he can always see the emperor’s heart and reality. Again and again, everyone has proved to him that people's hearts are always unreliable, not simply bewitched by the Demon, but their desire for power or fear of the emperor, so what the Demon was worried about was all nothing but nonsense in his eyes.

The Demon usually doesn’t behave in this manner. Even though it is a little cute, it is more suspicious behaving like this.

The emperor's inexplicable approach raised Beelzebub’s alertness and wanted to step back, but Ying Zheng caught the right moment. He pulled the Demon towards him along their clasped hands, fiercely pressed the back of his brain and bring Beelzebub closely to himself. Beelzebub had his eyes wide opened and felt the emperor’s breathe spread into his nostril and between his lips, the emperor jokingly kissed the demon, who was somewhat obtuse because of the surprise kiss, until Beelzebub's hand also wrapped around the back of Ying Zheng’s head. At the same time, they loosened their clasped hands just to get closer to each other.

Yan Dan, who managed to climb ashore, was shocked and speechless by the scene in front of him. He looked at his former good friend, who then turned into the cruel emperor Qin and the terrible Demon kissing in a fire, and the flames burned around them, burning lawns, grasses, trees, flowers and even spread to the pool like a response to the staggering emotions between them. He panicky retreated in until he almost fell into the pool again. Suddenly he noticed Ying Zheng’s vision: The fanaticism in his eyes was almost the same as that of the Demon.

His scalp felt numb and finally began to realize his mistakes. All along, he thought that the changes of his old friend were more or less affected by the Demon, thus he was so tyrannical. But now he realized that maybe everything that happened, Ying Zheng sees it in his eyes. Maybe all the behaviours of the Demon were acquiesced by the emperor. Maybe it was not the emperor but the Demon who was bewitched.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hands to clasp the Demon’s cheeks, and sort of provocatively bit his forked tongue tip, and his tongue wrapped around the rough surface and licked it. He felt the cold tongue was stirring in his mouth, with the unique sweetness of the Demon, and the forked tongue tip slowly licked into his throat bit by bit, with a slight of suffocating stimulation and pleasure, Beelzebub’s hand slowly touched down the centipede tattoo on his back. The emperor looked at the Demon’s black eyes like an abyss, showing his Desire for himself. It felt so heavy that almost crushed him, but gradually Ying Zheng's eyes also showed a thirst similar to the Demon.

Is he acting more and more like the Demon because he is too adapted to hell, or is he more and more like a human because he gets along with the emperor too long? Or maybe these gods or demons are not much different from humans? But it doesn't feel bad, just as they are getting closer and closer to each other.

Finally, they stopped before things went uncontrolled, and the flames around them subsided as they separate, but they still rubbed their cheeks against each other, completely ignoring the collapsing audience. As they were about to leave, the Demon glanced at the crown prince who had turned into a statue and said to Ying Zheng, "Is he all right?"

"If something happens, maybe..." Ying Zheng looked at it along with the Demon’s line of sight, looking at the already obtuse childhood friend and said, "… his brain is not as crazy as mine." then he pushed the crown prince back into the pool. Listening to the exclamation of his old friend who fell into the pool, the emperor laughed more and more brightly.

"Let's have a talk when we get back."

As far as a ruler is concerned, he knows very well what the consequences will be if the suspicions of both sides are let go for a long time. He doesn't believe in simple things that can make the Demon so anxious.

"... Yes."

The hesitant response and slightly low voice were a little heavy. Ying Zheng sighed and stopped moving as if he wanted to give comfort. He turned and touched Beelzebub's pale but beautiful face. Beelzebub nibbled the palm of the emperor's hand a few times, leaving Ying Zheng's temperature and smell between his lips and teeth. Being close to his palm makes his teeth itch unconsciously. But Ying Zheng's eyes and desires that are more and more like himself make him unable to take the bite.

There is no doubt that the desire and passion in the Demon’s eyes are transmitted to the emperor's heart bit by bit with the contact between the two. As human beings, no matter what we want at the beginning, we will have new desires once we get them. It is our nature to like the new and hates the old. No matter how hard we pursue a goal, we may abandon it after we get it. But at this moment, a dangerous thought that even the emperor felt incredible rushed through his mind. Ying Zheng looked at Beelzebub and thought,

I think I’m in love with this demon.

And I think I'll never feel the same way towards anyone or anything else, ever again.

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The flower language of the Chinaberry Tree has two meanings:

1. The cruel monarch is said to have originated from Yang Gang, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty

2. Look far away, hinting at a relationship that cannot end well or has results, so look far away and don't look back

Relationships could be brought in as family affection, love or friendship.

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Yan Dan / Crown Prince Dan:

The crown prince of the state of Yan used to be a hostage with Ying Zheng when he was a child in the state of Zhao. While they were young, he is a good friend and a good elder brother of Ying Zheng. There is a saying "The teenager and Dan Huan". It refers to the friendship between Ying Zheng and Yan Dan, but later Ying Zheng became the emperor of Qin, and Yan Dan became the hostage of the state of Qin. Later, he fled and sent Jing Ke to assassinate Ying Zheng, which angered the Qin emperor and took down the state of Yan, which the emperor of Yan thought that offering Crown Prince Dan's head can save himself, so he cut off Yan Dan's head and gave it to Ying Zheng, but the state of Yan was destroyed after all.

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Black cat setting for the Demon:

In my mind, the Demon's eyes are dark, but he will have a pair of green eyes if he turns into a cat. I was influenced by Shakespeare's “Othello”, one of which mentioned: “Green-eyed demons refer to monsters who are so jealous that they can almost eliminate human nature.”

(It also means that the Demon in the text is very jealous)

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OVA:

Ying Zheng: To be honest, I think you have great potential to be a cat.

Beelzebub: Hehe

Ying Zheng: So, come on, let me touch it again. If you don’t want to transform into a cat, a dog is fine as well.

Beelzebub: My king, isn’t there a proverb in your hometown called "Enough is enough"?

Ying Zheng: It doesn't matter. Are you going to transform or not?

Beelzebub: … Yes, I will.

Ying Zheng: (Afterwards) I think you have great potential to be a dog. It's so big and fluffy to touch.

Beelzebub: Do you want to get fucked by a dog?

Link to Next Chapter: Part 12

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Choices (Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 9 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 3831 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, which I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

That's right, NSFW Chapters. There is more than 1 chapter of NSFW.

Viewer’s Description is Advised

Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher)

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

When you think you have everything you desire in your hands and abandoned those insignificant memories and hopes in the past, you will realize that those memories are still there, but was blurred by time and challenges.

In hindsight, maybe Ying Zheng shouldn't have walked into that room.

The wooden floor and furniture exude the unique aroma of the wood. The carved bookcase is filled with bamboo slips and poems. A few wisps of smoke diffuse from the gap of the bookshelf until it dissipates in the air. A light and elegant smell of magnolia flowers spread in the room. With the Demon’s encouragement, Ying Zheng went further into the room. The first thing that came into his eyes was a step with a slight drop from the ground. His vision went up: It was a low table made of solid wood with several volumes of bamboo slips placed on it. Then he looked up and saw that the people sitting there were writing on the bamboo slips with a sense of distance, quiet and alienated, the man seemed to blend in with the background.

It is rare for the emperor to come to a stop, until the man noticed his sight and raised his head, and smiled.

"Long time no see, Ying Zheng"

He still remembered the warm touch and smile of the man when he stroked his head for the first time, as well as the teachings and talks. The man who thought he would never see again was right in front of him. Maybe he had grown up, or the man was old. The man in Ying Zheng’s memory is always tall and straight, just like the posture of a huge tree, but now he seems a little thin, but his introverted and extraordinary temperament is the same as before as if he was still the child looking up at him.

But the fact is that he has grown so much…

"Long time no see, Zhong Fu"

… So much that he can just smile at the memories and pain of the past.

There will always be a few people in one's life. Even though they only stayed for a while, they will always stay in our memory. Lü Buwei was one of the few people who stayed in Ying Zheng's heart throughout his life. There were so many unspoken words between him and his Zhong Fu, so many questions that were too late to ask, so many moments of anger and pain, which engraved Lü Buwei's appearance in the bottom of Ying Zheng's heart.

The Demon hidden in Ying Zheng’s shadow looked at his emperor curiously. He had seen many aspects of Ying Zheng. After all, he was by the emperor’s side since he was young, but he has never seen such a nostalgic smile on his face. Even more, the emperor has a beautiful smile on his face, thousands of thoughts have flashed within his heart, but none of them could come out from his mouth.

Ying Zheng walked slowly to Lü Buwei and sat at the opposite end of the table. The candles on the table reflected the shadow of the emperor, while the moonlight outside the window reflected another shadow from the emperor from another angle. The Demon’s shadow was as deep as the thick ink spilt on the ground, which made Lü Buwei stare curiously.

Ying Zheng noticed Zhong Fu's strange eye sight fell behind him,

"Beelzebub, leave us alone."

Lü Buwei stopped for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows, and asked,

"The Demon is here as well?"

Then he saw the Demon coming out of the shadow behind the emperor.

"You know him?" Ying Zheng watched as Lü Buwei put the dried bamboo slips on the side of the table. Then he took out a jug of liquor and two liquor glasses from the cabinet and place them on the desk.

"Yes," Lü Buwei smiled and nodded as the pale yet beautiful Demon emerged from the emperor's shadow.

"Long, long time ago, we have met for a few times." then the once Wen Xin Hou looked at the Demon with some doubts, his face seemed to become paler than last time. He looked back and forth at the faces of Beelzebub and Ying Zheng. Did this boy not just dominate the world, but also gain the ability to torture the Demon? Looking at the slightly desolate figure walking out of the door, Lü Buwei smiled brightly.

Serves you right, Demon.

"You must have many questions to ask me." Lü Buwei slowly filled up both glasses with liquor and pushed one of them to the young emperor.

"Where shall we start?"

Ying Zheng picked up the exquisite glass filled with nectar-like liquor and sniffed it gently. The smell of Magnolia entered his lungs from the nose with the volatilization of alcohol. The emperor smiled with satisfaction, then drank it in one gulp. The fragrance of Magnolia passed through his throat and a slight aftertaste of bitterness and spiciness. The smell of the liquor escaped from his mouth through his throat.

The emperor tilted the empty glass, held his head in one hand and asked with a slight tease, "Do you hate me?"

After Ying Zheng took away all Lü Buwei’s achievements, his rights and even his life.

Wen Xin Hou took a sip gracefully. Lines of wrinkles could be seen everywhere on his body. He raised a smile and looked at the emperor in front of him.

"Maybe I should ask that question. Do you hate me?"

In the beginning, he knew that this child had such an unruly and wanton soul, but he still accepted the Demon’s temptation and tried to tame the child according to his own selfish heart, but he would never think that the child was as proud as himself.

The beast can do anything to get rid of the shackles and get what he wants.

When they break free from a rope, they will tear the remaining rope and even bite their limbs until they are free. At that moment, they will understand that they must keep moving forward and become stronger, or they will be forced to give up the broad sky and grassland and be chained again.

So, the beast made a choice, that's all.

"I'm very proud of you, son." Lü Buwei smiled with sincerity and missed him so much. He died long enough to let go of everything and examine his own life. He realized that the persistence he had back then was since he had put in too much and that he had to learn to leave those things that he couldn't give up. After that, everything will be as clear as a mirror.

"You are very much like me; we are all a little different." So sometimes, you feel excluded by the world,

"But you are not alone" because you inherited my wisdom and ability, and even more powerful.

"I know how it feels to struggle with a smile." through your eyes and behaviour, you will see in your own shadow that my life

"And that feeling of exclusion when we can’t fit into the world’s expectation." like son, like father, and like father, like son.

"But in the end, I found my way, and you found yours."

This is a world surrounded by evil wolves, but he assumes himself as is a cunning fox. He can protect himself, but after seeing Ying Zheng’s achievements, he understands that only the cunning and intelligence of foxes are not enough, but also have the wildness and ruthlessness of evil wolves.

All great people or stories seem to have something to do with wolves. I mean those who are worth reciting or being remembered. As for the rest, it's just emotional and unhelpful. Some people escape from wolves pack, some fight against other wolves; those who tried to hunt or try to tame them, either failed and died in their mouths or become a part of them. Although the law of survival may not be the same, mother nature always knows what it wants. If you recognize yourself, you will know how to survive.

Just like back then, his cub eventually grew sharp fangs and claws, and finally strangled him.

"I don't regret what I have done. Even I have a second chance, I will repeat the same thing and do it more thoroughly."

Lü Buwei drank up the rest of the liquor in his hand and filled the glasses with more liquor again. At that moment, the clouds disappeared, and the moon quietly shone on those two people who were drinking, reflecting their shadows and those buried memories.

"Ying Zheng, listen to me for the last time."

When people live, they should be independent and not waste their lives. When people live, they should live for themselves and die for themselves. Other than that, nothing else, they all made choices for themselves, and there's nothing to hate or not to hate.

"Get rid of the burden, lies, harms and pain of the past, and most importantly, get rid of me."

In some people’s mind, we seem to be very important, but in the end, we are just passers-by to each other. We appear, meet, and separate. In the end, you will realize that only you can make yourself happy.

"You will have your new life and journey."

"So let me ask again." Lü Buwei looked directly at Ying Zheng's eyes with his tulle off.

"Do you hate me?"

The eyes are still as bright and focused as he could remember.

Ying Zheng smiled. He didn't know whether it was because the alcohol was fermenting, or those words expelled everything. His heart felt a little painful, but suddenly he was enlightened. It was like uncovering the scars and removing all the dirt inside. It seemed that the person in front of him used a few words and took away all his doubts and struggles that were buried in the bottom of his heart for a long time. This was probably the first time that he felt so relaxed when facing the elderly in front of him.

"Nope, it's all over." he finally put down his long-standing desire buried in his heart. This is how his father expressed his feelings for him, from beginning to end.

"But no forgiveness." What’s done, is done, but we didn't regret it. After all, we just did what was to be done back then.

Lü Buwei nodded and repeated the emperor's words, "No forgiveness."

We can never take back what we have said or done. If we tell each other: Don’t mind, don't blame yourself. That's a lie. We all know that we'll get to that stage. We can never blame one person only.

They look at each other and smile. With a little confession and relaxation, they make unforgivable and become the hub of both. Only in this way can never easily forget the past. Indeed, forgetting is sometimes a gift, because time may heal the pain, but only unforgettable memories can give people the will to move forward.

You just need to accept and learn.

Looking at the emperor who has gradually relaxed, Lü Buwei also relieved his burden in his heart and began some small talks, "So what's the matter with you and the Demon?" He was quite unaccustomed to Beelzebub's somewhat submissive posture, which was not what a demon would look like.

Some changes are gradual, but some things, whether before or now, are rather complicated. But if you want things to be smoother or simpler, don't bother worrying about the trouble. The emperor smiled with tease and said complacently, "We live together."

"Then you should know," Lü Buwei said to the emperor with some earnest words. "The things that the Demon has done." Beelzebub is an excellent assistant and can do almost anything, but he doesn't need human beings. Human beings to demons like sparrows to cats. What the Demon does is for his enjoyment and Desire.

"Somehow, I can guess what he is trying to do." He had already guessed some truths, such as the Demon unusual persistence and intimacy from the very beginning, as well as the shadows wandering around him when he was young, but this time round the reaction from both make him feel more convinced.

"At least I know he was nervous about it." In Lü Buwei’s puzzled eyes, Ying Zheng poked himself in the chest with his index finger with a fingertip. "Through here." Openly revealed his close relationship with the Demon.

"That's interesting. What else?" Lü Buwei still asked with disapproval in his eyes. Then he dutifully filled the glasses again, and then looked at the emperor with some doubts. He sees the emperor’s eyes looking somewhere else, but his smile became more and more bright, even to the point where a chill went down his spine. Maybe he shouldn’t have asked? Lü Buwei picked up the glass and drank slowly, trying to dispel the unknown chill on his spine with the heat brought by the alcohol.

The emperor was waiting for the right timing when that alcohol slipped through Lü Buwei’s throat. With a little expectation of gloat and joy, he said,

"Also, I had sex with him."

"Poof! *cough* *cough* Wait… What the fuck?!... *cough* *cough*" the elegant and restrained style of the former Prime Minister disappeared at this time, the nectar-like liquid in his mouth spouted out of his mouth and tried to catch his breath and wiped off the areas that the emperor dodged. Lü Buwei wiped his mouth and tried to calm down, but the sentence " I had sex with him." stayed in his mind. Did his child climb onto the Demon’s bed?!

"... had sex with the Demon? Why?"

"For the throne of hell" Ying Zheng looked at the golden liquid in the glass and then took a few sips. He knew that the liquor smelled elegant, but it was very strong. He could only sip it lightly rather than drink it like he did at the beginning.

Lü Buwei seemed to calm down a little for such an answer, but just as his thoughts were going to revive, he immediately realized that he either calm down too quickly, or he is really old.

"Frankly, I wanted to be the top, but I failed."

You want to top him?! Lü Buwei was very glad that the liquor did not enter his mouth. He couldn’t help but have a tinge of emotion for the boy in front of him. Poor Emperor… exactly how much did he go through to the point where he climbs onto the Demon’s bed? So, there was such a sad past that he didn't know? The former prime minister began to have a look of sympathy in his eyes, but he was immediately beaten back by what the emperor said.

"So, he tops me instead." the emperor began to say, "I have to say, it feels rather good."

Was it intentional? Or was the emperor drunk? Maybe it's so-called drunkenness that can realize the real meaning of freedom? Ying Zheng looked at Lü Buwei with a laugh. It seemed that even tears were about to come out.

The exquisite cup was almost destroyed in the hands of the former great merchants of the Qin state, and precious liquor was spilt all over the floor. This is not what that Demon had promised! On their final meet up, the Demon only mentioned taking over the Six Kingdoms of the Warring States and the contract related to the emperor throne, but he mentioned nothing about having sex! He was so determined to take the poison given by the Demon and drink it. And that bastard Demon turned his back and climbed into the emperor's bed?! Lü Buwei kept his final composure on his face, but in his heart, he just wanted to drag the Demon in to have a "talk".

But when he looked up at Ying Zheng's smile, his anger weakened a little. He knew that it was the boy’s choice. He had no right to interfere. The emperor was strong enough to face all things without others' doubt. Perhaps this was the only time that the emperor could be so calm in front of his eyes. They indulged in their emotions with the help of alcohol, without disguises and masks. For once, they can finally bring out their most truthful ideas and attitude.

Lü Buwei finally smiled, harshly. He gulp down the remaining liquor in the cup, and then filled it again, trying to paralyze everything he heard with alcohol. The emperor's growth was enough to make him proud. And all this comes from the efforts of the Demon, not him. What kind of rights does he have to discuss about this? He can only accept it.

After all, being a parent is always an honour, not a power, isn't it?

After hearing the emperor's laughter, the Demon standing outside the door raised the corners of his mouth. He didn't care what others thought about it. He only focused on whether his emperor got what he wanted in that discussion. Ying Zheng always brings out a dazzling and strong aura. But he would go silent about those painful or sad emotions he had. For a long time, he almost forgot the pain the emperor had suffered. Maybe this is a common problem faced by prideful people?

Did he get along with human beings for too long and start to become sensitive? The Demon remembered that every time the emperor's eyes looked at him, the brilliance from the bottom of his eyes made him want to lower his head to look at him. The urge to hunt him down was brewing in his heart, along with his smile, kiss and hug, it gradually deepened.

Is this called ‘Love’, as humans would say? Shouldn't they have agreed to the contract in the first place? The Demon thought that he was not suitable to have such feelings. It was too troublesome.

"Beelzebub"

Suddenly a call interrupted the Demon’s gradually confused thoughts. He looked at the emperor as if he was floating close to him and then leaned fiercely against himself. Beelzebub smelled the strong smell of liquor and flower fragrance from Ying Zheng, which made him gulp and his teeth itch. He tried to pull up the emperor who was stuck to himself and tried to keep a distance from himself. But the emperor's hand was wrapped around his shoulder and neck. Suddenly, a wet touch came from his neck, which made the Demon tremble.

"Demon... Why do you always smell so sweet?"

Smell so sweet? Beelzebub looked at Ying Zheng suspiciously. Then he turned around and saw Ying Zheng was opening his mouth and wanted to bite him, which made the Demon quickly block it with his hand.

"Hey, what are you trying to do in front of someone else's doorstep?"

What? The Demon had a headache. Beelzebub turned around and saw the elegant former prime minister walking out with an unpleasant expression. He looked at the drunk geezer cautiously, but Lü Buwei just pinched the bridge of his nose and stretched out his hand to catch the Demon and wanted to say something, but he missed his catch. Beelzebub looked at the emperor who should have been drunk and leaned on him, suddenly, the emperor fiercely pulled Beelzebub's wrist, and ran away. They went off so fast, even Lü Buwei couldn’t grab onto Beelzebub’s clothes.

The Demon looked blankly at the emperor who ran with a smile. The centipede tattoo on his back moved in front of him as they ran. It vividly made him want to touch and bite, but the roars and footsteps behind him interrupted. Beelzebub looked back and saw that the original gentle and elegant man was acting like a fierce jackal.

"Wait! Stop that bastard!"

And seems to be coming for him? The Demon have rarely seen drunk humans or gods. Some people in this world will drink either they pretend to be crazy, or they are crazy, but he had never seen those drunk people would chase after him, or should we say: No one dares to do so.

"Hahaha, I think I… spill too much bean? Hahaha"

Nope, it seems that the human running in front was about the same as the geezer at the back, but does this mean that Ying Zheng has let go of his past at this time? Alcohol can take away the wisdom of the wise, let the sages play, let the unsmiling people smile, let the cautious people indulge, let the timid people be brave, and let the unfinished words come out.

After going through so many things, the emperor often stopped drinking and he had tasted his wine because he was afraid that if he drank too much, his speech and actions might become a sharp blade that would take his life. This also made him form the habit of not being greedy for alcohol, but at this moment, it seems that he has completely let go of that habit.

The emperor running at the front rushed around in the antique manor to find a way out. He walked around several times, but he was only making circles. However, he didn't seem to be angry or upset, he just continued to run around with a smile. From time to time, he laughed because of the sound he heard behind him, just like a child. The Demon didn't give a single hint to the emperor in front of him. He silently gave the emperor the freedom to drag him and ran around. He looked at Ying Zheng's side cheek, which was blushed due to running and drunkenness, and his strong heartbeat could be felt from his clenched wrist. Every beat felt like a piece of lyrics singing to him.

Even though Beelzebub couldn’t describe that feeling, it's probably similar to ‘Music’, as humans would say. There will be that one song, where you can't help but hum along with the melody of the song. He probably feels that way towards the emperor. Music expresses things that can't be described in words but can't be kept silent, It is the language of the soul itself.

The existence of someone might not be necessary, but Ying Zheng is like a melody that fits his soul. Each note made him yearn, unconsciously wanting to smile, but it also made him hungry.

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Beelzebub: So, do you remember what you said?

Ying Zheng: Oh yes, most of them.

Beelzebub: So, what did you say? I've never seen a human dare to come at me like this.

Ying Zheng: Maybe things like how we got together and how we went to have sex.

Beelzebub: I somehow understand his point.

Ying Zheng: Because initially, he thought I was the top, my dear Demon.

Beelzebub: LOL.

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Next Chapter: Part 10

#snv beelzebub #ror #shuumatsu no walkure #snv #record of ragnarok #ror beelzebub #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror qin shi huang #snv qin shi huang

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Choices (Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 8 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 1274 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, which I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

That's right, NSFW Chapters. There is more than 1 chapter of NSFW.

Viewer’s Description is Advised

Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher)

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

Ying Zheng: Now I know that you are such a cry baby.

Beelzebub: But I do know someone who has Electra Complex.

Ying Zheng: Easy for you to say, I wonder who has Jocasta Complex first…

Beelzebub: Technically speaking, if we are not related by blood, we are not…

Ying Zheng: It’s best for you to think before you speak, do you know how many of your things are swimming in my body?

Beelzebub: If you want to say it in that way, maybe you're right (Looking at Ying Zheng’s abdomen)

Ying Zheng: What the fuck?! Not there

............

Love is like appetite.

Eschatological beasts, probably another name for demons. The moment they are deprived of glory, their divinity was also deprived, only beastliness desire left. So they have no restraint like wild animals, but when restraint is gone, only endless hunger and thirst accompanied them: Desire for lust, power, pleasure, knowledge, possessiveness, money…… Demons eat all kinds of desires. But desire will only bloom when one does not have what they want. That is the essence of Desire.

No demon has a Desire for love, maybe it was deprived by their so-called Creator, but maybe this is not accurate. After all, some people say this is the most powerful force, try to imagine how much hunger and chaos it will cause.

The Demon looked at the emperor sitting on the throne of Hell. His relaxed and energetic expression reminded Beelzebub that when he first saw Ying Zheng, that kid was just a hostage in a foreign country. He remembered that child's thin body bathed in the cold winter moonlight and his wolf-like eyes when he looked directly at the moon. Lack of power and anger echoed silently in that small, little body, but the fragrance of determination and desire buried in it faintly distributed in the air to attract the Demon’s arrival.

But at that time, although the child's smell was sweet and fragrant, it was slightly tender and childish, so Beelzebub shaved off that tenderness and childishness as much as he could. To fill his heart with madness and desire, his flowers must be completely clean from such impurity.

So, he found a man with a similar smell to the child. Beelzebub saw his pity and love for the child in Lu Buwei's eyes. This is like poison to his plan, but because of this which makes it valuable. Pain and torture can train a person's mind and strengthen a person's perseverance. Nothing is more suitable than the pain of being abandoned by relatives or the world, which is enough to erode a person's heart from inside out. It either makes a person collapse or makes a person stronger.

Roses that stand proudly in the desert brings out the most fragrant, but even if they are covered with thorns, they can't stop the destruction of those who intended to. So, he must learn to fight against the cruel reality and environment. To survive in such an environment, after all, the beauty of being unable to protect himself is a disaster.

Such training continued until the boy's aroma was so strong, as if he wanted to honour all the demons in hell. The sentence "Nice to meet you." was for Ying Zheng, not him.

But the Demon didn’t expect himself to lose to his masterpiece, which made Beelzebub both proud and uneasy. The Demon thought about it: What would the emperor do if he learned about the truth? Lies has many aspects and forms. Sometimes the silence towards a truth was silently replaced by a lie.

Although he regrets nothing, those unexplained questions still made the Demon feel anxious. The unknown emotion made the Demon have some wild thoughts: He seemed to turn a bit fragile because of the emperor and was too cautious because he cared too much. This was an unprecedented thing, which made him feel that he… Is as fragile as a human, maybe he should doubt not only the emperor but also himself. Such persistence and desire seem to have reached an abnormal level.

The Demon pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to calm himself down. However, his uneasiness and desire for the emperor were still accompanied by some killing intention spread in his mind. He thought of Ying Zheng's smile and the joking pair of eyes that looked at him, as well as the moans and pleasure in bed, as well as the smell of blood when biting him. Gradually, the Demon realized something, accompanied with some memories recalled, in addition to Lust… There seems to be a bit of a morbid state of Appetite.

Beelzebub’s eyes widened for such cognition, but he could not help thinking of the breath and taste of the emperor's blood, semen, sweat, and tears spreading in his mouth. The Demon swallowed his saliva and finally realized where his disharmony and anxiety came from.

He wanted to eat Ying Zheng.

"Screw you, Creator.

When he thought there is no way for him to face such a matter, it now came right in front of the door. Beelzebub smiled. Time has done an excellent job to allow Beelzebub to forget such an important matter. Well, after all, he never had such a problem, so he didn't care much until he met the emperor. Now it seems that his abnormal appetite and thirst for Ying Zheng come from this matter.

The Demon cannot Love, but the emperor gave it to him, yet he forgot that as a Demon, lust and Love were caused by a strong sense of Appetite and thirst. Now he should not only worry about Ying Zheng's departure but also must prevent himself from eating the emperor, completely. Comparing the two matters, the first matter seems not to be a big problem, the second matter is the most troublesome. The Demon had a slight headache when he pressed onto his temple and began to think. Then he let out a long sigh of relief. The chaotic mood in his eyes gradually returned to calm.

"Time to meet some old friends"

Some things can't be shirked if they must be done by oneself. If there are problems to be dealt with, they must be solved. No one can be certain about the future. Escape was never the solution. Demons are very paranoid, thanks to their impermanent and unyielding souls. No matter how they change their appearance to look like a human, or how long they get along with humans, demons are still demons, their desires lead their lives. So, what he wants is this human called Ying Zheng. No matter what, he will get it anyway.

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The phrase " Eschatological beasts " comes from the Bible. At first, demons were called beasts in the Bible. They think that demons are a group of animals that has no self-control and only meet their own needs, which is also the origin of beastliness.

Love is like appetite, which is a wrong kind of love in psychology. Everyone has it, but it can be a major or a minor thing. The simplest example: He or she is so cute that makes people want to have a bite. That brings a bit of a hint. Eating a lover or close relative is very common in some human history and has also been praised in many works. There are also some custom traditions where the wife will cook a part of her husband’s flesh at her husband's funeral and eat it, showing that her husband will always be with her.

＊

Let's guess, who will they meet first?

Hint: He was mentioned in the first half of "Choices", which plays an important role in Ying Zheng's life.

Next Chapter: Part 9

#ror #shuumatsu no walkure #snv #record of ragnarok #ror beelzebub #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv beelzebub #ror qin shi huang #snv qin shi huang

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Choices (Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang)

Record of Ragnarök

Beelzebub X Qin Shi Huang

Title: Choices (Part 10 / ??)

Written by: Hastings_Lex (Twitter: @ hastings_lex)

Translated by: Mellow (Twitter: @ mellowchen0813)

Word count: 2776 words

“This post is written before Qin make his official appearance in Chapter 55”

Warning: Slight Heteromorphic Play

(Since one of them is a Demon aka Lord of the Flies)

OOC | Bugs | parasitic description | some bloody scene | some misconceptions

Lex Hastings and I came to an agreement that interested parties who would like to read the NSFW chapters in the future have to "Support to Unlock" because even the Chinese readers did not get to preview the NSFW chapters from her side. I will upload the future NSFW chapters on my ko-fi, which I will provide the link when I have reached those NSFW chapters.

That's right, NSFW Chapters. There is more than 1 chapter of NSFW.

Viewer’s Description is Advised

Setting:

I added some sociopath related symptoms into both Beelzebub and Qin’s characteristics. Since Qin hasn’t made his formal appearance in the manga, most of his character was built according to Chinese History.

And in conclusion, as a sociopath myself, I can reasonably suspect that Qin is a crazy man.

If you are interested in finding out what is “High-Functioning Sociopath” is, feel free to do a small research on it, people with this illness couldn’t live long.

Beelzebub was known as the “Lord of the Flies” or “Prince of Demons”,

So, flies, maggots and diseases should be his Legend Noumenon.

(No wonder he appeared as a crazy researcher)

Flies are one of the largest groups of insects and have a huge variety of characteristics. Nonetheless, flies are very sensitive to the scent around them, which is a good tool to find a suitable food source that can be miles away from them.

To make sure the partner is pregnant with his child ONLY, the male fly will put a plug in the female’s body after sexual intercourse, so that no other competitors would be able to breed and pregnant the female fly.

Do you know some of the flies have rather big sperms??

So…hehe

If you are fine with the setting above, enjoy~

Any valuable bet is accompanied by risk, but why do human beings never stop dreaming?

Strangely, a person or an occasion has no purpose because everyone has their purpose, not to mention the Demon with the supremacy of interest and desire. So, this should be a deliberate move. After all, there are too many choices placed right in front of the Demon, but he chose to look back on their past. This is very unusual, even for himself.

They have been violent in bed recently. Even orgasms couldn’t bring down the pain caused by the Demon’s bite. However, there is always a tint of a wonderful, sweet smell, such as candy or honey, which is constantly coming from the Demon. Therefore, not only the Demon, but even Ying Zheng himself has developed the bad habit of biting, although both are not gentle lovers in bed.

But ever since he first met Beelzebub, he has this bit of a little psychological conflict with the maggots that’s in the Demon’s body, and always hesitate about biting him. But recently, even if those maggots were in his mouth, he would chew it up and swallow it into his stomach, which is not normal, and he can also feel from the gradual increasing rough behaviour of the Demon. Beelzebub is feeling quite anxious about something, and he is using actions to let him know about something related to himself.

Ying Zheng followed the Demon who turned into a black cat to an ancient mansion. He stood at the door for a while and let those long-standing memories flow slowly through his mind. The black cat lingered at his feet, the black tail circled his calf and encouraged him to move forward. The emperor squatted down and held him in his arms, gently poked the green pendant tied to its neck with his fingertip, he smiled and whispered in the black cat's fine fluffy ears:

"What are you trying to tell me?"

"Meow."

The emperor could only respond with a little indulgence and shook his head. Like all pet owners who couldn’t do anything to their beloved pets, he gently pecked the furry ears of the Demon. At this time, the strange sweetness seemed to float into his mind, just like a plate of soft and fluffy dessert placed right in front of him. Then he happily looked at the black cat who is helplessly rubbing his ears with his claws and looked at the cat with superiority. The emperor shrugged his shoulders and walked in with the Demon in his arms. Step by step, the past buried in the depth was awakened.

On the edge of the fence, he saw the slightly melancholy young man. He sat there with a pool of clear lake beside him, the flowers and leaves beside him fell onto the surface of the pool as the gentle breeze brushed by, creating countless ripples, sunlight rays shine onto the pool, and sparkled with a slight gloomy young man sitting on the edge of the fence. It all seems like a wonderful piece of artwork.

He was once a close friend of Ying Zheng, and they learned together. Their first encounter was a little bit like a fairy tale. Two descendants of the corrupting royal family became hostages in the state of Zhao, became partners to play, study, learn and get punished together, and became friends to shoulder each other's pain and suffering.

The crown prince of Yan - Yan Dan.

But when they met again, everything was different. Yan Dan became a canary in the state of Qin, and Ying Zheng became a cat in charge of the bird cage. He thought that it might be the safest to imprison his friend in the state of Qin, but he missed out on Yan Dan’s pride as a royal, which destroyed their friendship into ashes. In the end, the crown prince of Yan also became one of the countless victims for Ying Zheng to take another step to his throne.

The young man looked at his old friend coming towards him. Even if he hadn't seen him for hundreds of years, he still couldn't help but show a little bit of anger, pain, and a few bits of nostalgia. The former crown prince closed his eyes and hid those complex emotions behind his head and smiled politely. "Haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Some of the past events can be very hurtful, so people are good at forgetting about them and deluding themselves, but those past events will always catch up, even after death, until the moment where one must face them.

Ying Zheng saw Yan Dan's emotions and hostility. He caressed the black cat in his arms and strode towards the young man with a smile. "Nothing, maybe just come here to talk about the past?" And in Yan Dan's eyes, the emperor sat on the solid wood fence painted with red paint, face to face with each other.

Yan Dan raised his eyebrows, then suspiciously looked at the pet in the emperor's arms and looked at him with curiosity. Suddenly, the black cat looked at him and their eyes met. It was a pair of beautiful cat eyes like emerald, which were shining bright like his turquoise neck ornament. It was such a bright colour, but it felt like two cold abysses full of irreparable malice and contempt for everyone. An inexplicable cold sense of fear and oppression hit his heart. It felt so strange, just like the Demon who had been by Ying Zheng’s side all along.

He felt some scalp hair standing up for his associated thoughts. Yan Dan touched the circular scar on his neck and carefully observed the emperor in front of him. However, the tulle cloth wrapped around his eyes not only blocked people who tried to peep through but also blocked every single possibility of any information that can be read from those eyes. When he saw the gentle expression of the black cat in the emperor's arms, he shook his head in a self-mocking manner, he became so sensitive because he was tormented by the Demon and the emperor.

He smiled bitterly in the sight of the emperor and handed over the tea on the table.

"Where shall we start?"

Ying Zheng received the misty tea. A warm touch came from his fingers, he smiled, and sipped, letting the tea fragrance slide into his lips. Slowly, the unique bitter aroma of tea comes back to his lips and teeth with his breath from his throat.

"From the very beginning."

Two young men sat on the edge of the corridor, a few feet apart from each other, they started to talk about the past that had been left aside for hundreds of years.

Ying Zheng learned from Yan Dan's words that his anger, fear, and death seemed to be closely related to the Demon in his arms. Because of the Demon, the hatred and blood between them accumulated bit by bit. In the end, the emperor of Yan even listened to the Demon's words, just to make peace with Ying Zheng. Yan Dan was decapitated and his head was brought to the emperor. His response was to raze his old friend's hometown into the flat ground and make it the territory of Qin, such a narrative make Yan Dan sound like an absolute victim.

"So, what is your say?"

"What?"

"There is no distinction between morality and emotion in the face of any power and war." There is only us and them. This is the beginning of all wars. No one was wrong in the face of interests and life and death, but neither you nor I can retreat, because even if we were to take a step back, in the end, either you die or I die, and I would choose the first option, "I just recognize this earlier than anyone else." if people are selfish.

"Although our past was closely related," In Yan Dan’s eyes, Ying Zheng could see the crown prince’s persistence towards himself and resentment against the Demon. Even in Yan Dan's eyes, Ying Zheng was also the victim and a puppet controlled by the Demon. "But you only saw your story, … " so it was just in the nick of time to send the assassin to him to assassinate him. The emperor sneered, he wanted to rule the whole eastern continent, but it was not him who wanted to start the killing in the beginning. Ying Zheng curled the black cat's tail and let those bright and soft fluffy fur rub between his palms.

"… you haven’t seen my story yet." People often can't read off anything from the person in front of them, but they can arrogantly regard what they understand as the truth.

The Demon in his arms stood up, placing his forepaws on the emperor’s chest, and looked up at him as if he were observing his thoughts. Ying Zheng smiled, bowed down his head and gently hit the black cat's forehead with his. He might have guessed what Beelzebub wanted to express. If he was in his younger years, he might be angry at some truth, but now he has understood the meaning of ‘You can’t make an omelette without breaking some eggs’. Some truths are always in front of us, but the world is just so different in the eyes of those who can't see the facts or who deliberately escape from it.

"Everything has its lead, … " There will be a start only when there is a motive. If they don't think about it at the beginning, the Demon won't have the opportunity to incite a motive. On the road of seeking power, some things will happen in the matter of time "… so that the flame can burn". The Demon just ignites the flame, and it's useless to exchange feelings for compromised peace, it's just like giving the axe to the executioner.

"So, you’re not as pity as you thought." if you don't have the consciousness of stepping on others to live, the world will kill you sooner or later. Ying Zheng just let the Demon speed up that process.

A breeze brushed their sides with the emperor's words, the young man's clothes swayed slightly, the tassel earring in the emperor's left ear fluttered with the breeze, the black cat lying on Ying Zheng's leg shook his ear with the breeze, and a lavender petal fell on the Demon’s soft fur. The emperor picked up the petal and held it up to his eyes, it was the petals of a Chinaberry flower.

Cowardice or vulnerability is a sin in this world, while strength is a sin for those who have them. Every great story is mixed with tragedy: some characters describe it with his death, while others live to remember it.

"Yes, Beelzebub and I started the war, and in the end, we won."

The life of all winners is a comedy from a distance, but the voices of comedy or farce in this world is far more than tragedy. The frequency of people laughing is higher than that of shock or heartache. That is because facing the tragedy requires some courage to immerse in it.

"But if it's just between you and me, you're the first who wanted to kill."

Maybe the beginning of every tragedy can be written like this: It wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been, but do you know, there is no ‘what if’ in the reality, regret and tears will only drown a person's heart and drag down a person's footsteps, which is of no help to anything, especially escaping.

Look closely at Ying Zheng's life: He may have forged his tragedy to get what he wants. He wants to get the understanding of his friends and protect him, but what did he do? Locking him under his palace, led to mutual hatred. In the end, the best friend's head became the offering of the state of Yan to him for peace, and he let the state of Yan be buried with his dead friend.

"As long as you are a part of this story…" You have your responsibility. No matter what the result is, "… Intentional or unintentional…", no matter how small, the harm will be to hurt "…you, me, and him, we all have a share." Some people complain while some people put it down, but regrets are just regrets after all.

"If you want to achieve something if you want to make progress…" said Ying Zheng, stretching his waist. Then he got up and walked on the fence to approach Yan Dan. The black cat in his arms jumped off the emperor because of this move, but still followed him and moved with the shadow of the Emperor, Ying Zheng squatted down in front of Yan Dan, "… you have to give up those redundant feelings, reputation and even your own life…" Then he took Yan Dan's hand, placed the petals on his palm as he looked confused, "…this is very painful and lonely" and closed Yan Dan’s palm.

"There will always be sacrifices in any process… " so don't make arbitrary decisions such as placing your hope on others, and then felt disappointed or complain about it. If you are a human, you are selfish. Anyone can be bought off or change their mind at any time. "…but no matter the result is good or bad, you have to bear it yourself." This is the awareness that people should have when they achieve something.

"That's the price." Just like Yan Dan finally chose to assassinate the emperor, and Ying Zheng washed the Crown Prince’s hometown with blood.

Yan Dan heard the speech and fell silent. Ying Zheng sat in front of him with his head on his legs. The black cat on the side also lay down lazily in the emperor’s shadow, and his eyes narrowed slightly at everything in front of him.

It was not until the colour of the tea turned dark; Yan Dan took a sigh of relief. It seemed that he wanted to breathe out the old pain with this breath. People seemed to be preparing to face all kinds of situations in their life to avoid any types of tragedy, but unfortunately, we are not good at coping with changes, and we never know when accidents will happen or what choices we should make, Yan Dan looked at the reflected light on the water and his reflection, clenched his fist, leaned back against the pole behind him, took a deep breath, and said with some disappointment.

“Some things in this world might be a dead knot itself.”

Some stories you don't want to see again after reading them once because there is no solution. It seems that this is doomed, not because of coincidence or error, but because that’s how it has always been. No matter what efforts you make, you can't change those endings or processes.

“And I sacrificed everything, to try to untie him.”

The former crown prince thought with a bitter smile that in the end, his pay and sacrifice didn't get what he wanted. When we tried our best to create our future according to some ideals, we unconsciously created things that are opposite to what we imagined. It's pathetic, isn't it?

"No matter good or bad, people will take risks for their goals." otherwise, there will be no such saying called “Take one’s own risk”. “Failure is always inevitable in this process.”

"Memories of the past can break a person’s heart so easily …” said Ying Zheng. He pulled down the tulle cloth covering his eyes and threw it aside on the black cat. He looked at the cat's head surging out of it and looked at him with a helpless look. Ying Zheng smiled and continued to say. "… you can also choose to escape. It's truly easier." then he patted Yan Dan on the shoulder with a little encouragement.

"But only by choosing to accept, then we can learn from it and overcome the pain."

Yan Dan looked at Ying Zheng's smile on himself and his long-lost eyes, a trace of pain began to spread along with his eyes. Even the circular scar on his neck seemed to hurt a little, but the hand he had held tightly gradually loosened. It was not difficult to forgive the enemy it was the most difficult to forgive his friend, but he needed real courage to forgive himself.

Link to next Chapter: Part 11

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