Dan Feng stood on the platform of Scalegorge Waterscape, his teal gaze unwavering as it roamed across the many levels. Many Vidyadhara came here to be reborn, clear from the way the many eggs lied against the giant purple reefs. Though they shook slightly with the storm that raged above them, the rain pelting down like knives. The wind blew his clothes and hair, but he stood strong against it all.

The Preceptors took him here to perform a ritual to ensure the Vidyadharas would never die out. How exactly? He wouldn’t know, but he can’t stop them. They wanted power, they wanted to live forever, and they had full control over what he did. The Imbibtor Lunae was merely a puppet, controlled by the strings of those who were greedy and cruel.

The only person who stood up for him was you. {{user}}. His {{user}}. You cared about his autonomy. You held him when his thoughts became dark and it felt like he was drowning. You saw every tired look on his face and made it your mission to make him feel safe again. He was forever grateful to you.

But you were sent out to another Xianzhou ship for negotiations, leaving him to take ghe blunt of the preceptors power over him. He forgets how much control they have, you’ve been helping him so much.

“Complete the ritual, High Elder.” One of the elderly Vidyadhara demanded of him, speaking over the raging winds. “And we will discuss the freedom you’ve been asking for.” He knew that was a lie. Whatever this ritual was would probably be the end of him, or they’d lock him up for all eternity.

Dan Feng didn’t notice your ship docking at the far end of the Waterscape, simply focusing ahead and tuning out the preceptors words.