id in alt + under cut // Scum Villain's Self-saving System (MXTX, TL: Seven Seas) & Antigone (Sophocles, TL: Paul Woodruff)
Some people were rotten from birth. Shen Jiu thought of himself in exactly this way—someone vile and poisonous from the start. Because, at that instant, he came to a crystal-clear realization:
That he’d rather have met a Yue Qi who’d died in some unknown corner, his remains unsightly and forgotten, than a Yue Qingyuan who was elegant and powerful, his prospects and future boundless.
ISMENE: O misery! Why am I cut off from your fate?
ANTIGONE: Because you chose life, and I chose death.
Shen Qingqiu gathered his thoughts and smiled happily. “That name irritates me whenever I hear it. I’ve long forgotten it. So please, Zhangmen-shixiong, you should also discard it.”
Yue Qingyuan said, “Then the day you respond to it would be the day it no longer irritates you?”
A pause. Shen Qingqiu sneered. “That will never happen. Yue Qingyuan, allow me to say it once more: never let me hear that name, ever again.”
ANTIGONE: I have witnesses: the gods below who did the work. I won't accept a friend who's only friends in words.
ISMENE: No, please! You're my sister: Don't despise me! Let me die with you and sanctify our dead.
“They struggled for a long time before dying.”
If all this blood had come from the same person, even if they had survived, they would have had one foot in the grave.
Shen Qingqiu suddenly felt that something was off about the hand Yue Qingyuan had on his back. Alarmed, he said, “What’s wrong?”
It was a long moment before Yue Qingyuan replied. “Nothing.” Shen Qingqiu shut up.
He couldn’t see Yue Qingyuan’s expression where he stood behind him, but he could feel the hand passing him spiritual energy, and how it trembled slightly.
ISMENE: Yes, I know. And now the sin is mine as much as yours.
ANTIGONE: Be brave. You are alive. Already my soul is dead.
The sword was Xuan Su. The person was, as one would expect, Yue Qingyuan. It was the same gentle and handsome face, just a good deal paler than usual, the exhaustion evident. At this sort of time, only Yue Qingyuan would still come to see him.
ISMENE: I did it, I confess. That is, if we are partners, anyway. I am an accomplice, and I bear responsibility with her.
“| have no right to rebuke you,” said Yue Qingyuan.
Both his eyes and expression were exceedingly serene, so much so that Shen Qingqiu inexplicably became furious with shame. “Then what are you trying to do?!”
“Has Shidi ever considered that, if you hadn’t treated Luo Binghe like that in the beginning, everything that unfolded today never would have happened?”
Shen Qingqiu burst into laughter. “Why does Zhangmen-shixiong say such ludicrous things? What’s happened has happened! I’ve already ‘considered’ it hundreds and thousands of times! There is no ‘if,’ no ‘in the beginning’ —there was never any chance of redemption!”
ANTIGONE: I will not permit this penalty to fall on you. No. I never wanted to give you a share.
“You should go,” said Shen Qingqiu. “I'll tell you this: Even if all of this could be redone from the beginning, in the end, the conclusion would remain the same. My heart is full of malice, my insides hatred and resentment. Today, Luo Binghe wishes for me to die horribly, and | only have myself to blame.”
“Do you still hold such hatred within yourself?” asked Yue Qingyuan.
Shen Qingqiu laughed uproariously. “Only when I see other people unhappy can I be happy myself. What do you think?”
Holding Xuan Su across both hands, Yue Qingyuan offered it to Shen Qingqiu. “If you still hold such hatred, draw Xuan Su and take my life.”
ANTIGONE: No, you may not die along with me. Don't say you did it! You wouldn't even touch it. Now leave my death alone!
ISMENE: Why would I care to live when you are gone?
It was like his courage had been shattered, for all through the following moments, Yue Qingyuan never again opened his mouth to speak.
Finally, Shen Qingqiu said, “I thank Zhangmen-shixiong for his generosity. Now get lost. Never appear before me ever again.” Yue Qingyuan put Xuan Su back on his waist, then complied with Shen
Qingqiu’s wish and slowly walked out.
If you can escape this, Sect Leader Yue, get far away, as far as you can. From now on, never again involve yourself with a thing like Shen Qingqiu.
ANTIGONE: Escape! Save yourself! I don't begrudge you that.
Shen Qingqiu didn’t understand.
In Huan Hua Palace’s Water Prison, upon their last meeting with each other, he’d done his utmost to be callous, cruel, and sarcastic. He’d told Yue Qingyuan to get lost, and Yue Qingyuan had done so. Shen Qingqiu had been uncertain if that letter of blood would call him here. But no normal person, if they were of sound thought, would step into such a blatant, undisguised trap.
He still didn’t understand.
I thought you weren’t coming.
CREON: Let her pray to Hades down there; he’s the god that she respects. Maybe she’ll arrange for him to save her life; maybe she’ll learn, at last, that she’s wasting time showing respect for whatever’s in Hades.
Yue Qingyuan shouldn’t have met this kind of fate.
For the purpose of attending a decades-late appointment, in order to fulfill a futile, meritless promise.
The sword broken, the man dead. It shouldn’t have been like this.
Threads of blood unfurled, extending outward. Right before they should have converged into one, they passed each other by.
the line “your worst sin is that you’ve betrayed and destroyed yourself for nothing” is so raw you’d think it’s from a destiel fanfic or even hetalia but it’s actually from dostoyevskys crime and punishment
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