When Yi discovers the truth, instead of throwing down immediately, Yi seemingly "comes around to seeing sense" during his argument with Eigong. He sees that the cards are stacked against him and knows that if he raises his sword at the council, he's a dead man. He feigns support, but in the background, he schemes.
He essentially kidnaps Heng and puts her under. He doesn't entertain the slightest possibility that she wouldn't go along with his plans, so he rationalizes that she'll understand once he tells her everything. He fakes her passing to the Tianhuo so he can simultaneously make sure she's safe and make sure Eigong has no leverage over him.
He suggests that his systems need maintenance, despite its autonomy. He suggests hiring living Solarians to give the council something to focus on. She notes the suspicious lack of faith in his own work, but she plays along and creates the dusk guardians to give her an excuse to test her serum in secret.
He tried to buy time for himself. He suggests they need to test an apeman brain before they take off. Eigong agrees and sends a scout ship she personally fitted with bleeding edge tech so it comes home faster than expected.
He enters in backdoor access codes to the autonomous system he designed. She silently notices and increases the firewall of her personal guards and the largest geno-soldier division.
He spoofs his life signs in the soulscape so he can wake up during travel. She slips a piece of programming that wakes all the sols at the slightest sign of trouble, or if a sol seal isn't where it's supposed to be.
As New Kunlun hurtles through space, the start to reduce the amount of moves left to play. Yi manages to wake up multiple times in between the 500 years, making tweaks and adjustments, and Eigong does the same with her dusk guardians and continues her research.
Both of them operate in their relative secrecy, each of them setting countless spring traps for one another in the form of countermeasures and anticipated actions. It's a centuries-long qiankun match where all the pieces go through their pre-determined motions at the word "go."
Yi slowly realizes that he's outclassed. At his wits end with nothing but time and silence, he reflects on his complicity of the eternal cauldron project. He belongs to the council who damned his planet. His vitriol is turned inward when he has nowhere else to direct it. He desperately needs to make things right.
So... why not start with him?
He decides to bring in a complete unknown onto the board, even to Kuafu. He gives his sister his Rhizomatic Stabilizer and the Mystic Nymph. He places his hopes of justice and retribution to her. He tasks Ruyi with taking care of her as his Ace up his sleeve--a savior to both Solarians and Apemen, alike.
Just like how Lear removes himself from the equation during a time when his people need him, Yi does the same.
After 500 years, Shuanshuan stumbles upon Heng after he loses his parents. He wakes her up.
Ruyi breaks the news to her of the passage of time and how her brother "protected" her. She spends the next two years in emotional agony. Two years of screaming and crying when she thinks no one is watching. Two years of simultaneously cursing his name and mourning his loss. She hardens herself, stubbornly refusing to play Yi's game.
Thankfully, it's also two years of recovery and physical reform. She grows close to Shuanshuan. She finds herself helping the village through silent acts of kindness while she tries her best to hide her identity (Shennong clocks her immediately). She listens as the roots talk to her and she learns how to defend herself from the occasional wandering dragon snake by a mysterious man in the limitless realm.
When she watches Shuanshuan get risen to the altar, she can't help herself from saving him and it kicks off the events of the game.
As she goes further and deeper into New Kunlun, she comes to realize that Yi literally haunts everything. All of his designs, his cold calculations, the architecture, the engineering, his flailing efforts to never go quietly, all of New Kunlun is Yi.
At some point, she figures out the truth that was withheld from her: the eternal cauldron project and the harvesting of innocent lives was all Yi's idea. It all clicks into place for her in that moment and she immediately disowns him.
But as time goes on, in the lulls between fighting, she can't help but see the passion and love and care put into every piece of code and every angle of stone and metal. She sees him in the way the geno-soldiers are decorated in historical regalia. She sees him in the decisions to give the apemen ideal living conditions and a painless harvest.
She sees him in Kuafu, who decides to continue his best friend's legacy despite Heng screaming at him for everything he's done. She especially sees him in Shuanshuan, a genius in his own right. He sent her to save them, Shuanshuan tells her. Yi couldn't have been all that bad, right?
Over time, as she brings back gifts for Shuanshuan, she sees him most's especially in the four seasons pavilion, a place built specifically for him and Heng to live. When she finally strips away his brother's bitter vengeance and cold decisions, she's reminded of the older brother she looked up to--someone she thought would one day would change the entire world for the better.
It makes it so much harder when she brings herself to listen to his final recordings and learns that Yi didn't see himself that way at all.
Hou Yi dies utterly alone, filled with regret and wine as he thinks of home. Despite his explicit instructions of his disposal, Ruyi kept him. Heng swears she can hear her brother say "such an unnecessary sentimentality," from the grave.
Funny enough, Yi unintentionally turned Abacus into an AI with enough personhood to make its own decisions out of empathy--a posthumous breakthrough, even during his most turbulent moments. Yi was someone who could breathe life into silicate and lines of code, that's how brilliant he was.
That's how she decides to remember him and she carries it with her as she continues to finish what he started.
I've labeled this AU "Nine Sols Eclipsed" and I really hope I didn't steal someone's AU name. I thought it'd be symbolic because it can work both ways in how Heng protects everyone from the sols yet Yi basically overrides her autonomy in the beginning. I have some more thoughts on how the rest of the events would play out, but I'll save that for another post.
I think I'll have to dedicate an entire book to navigating Heng's complicated feelings towards her brother. I honest to God think I might do it.
But yeah, nine sols hurt me and in an attempt to make myself feel better about it, I metaphorically pulled out the knife it stabbed me with and ended up accidentally stabbing myself elsewhere and I wrote all this and made the feelings so much worse LMAO. To paraphrase one of my favorite writers, "writing this hurt me and I refuse to suffer alone."
If you've read this far, thanks for reading. I'm not done yet. Next time, I'm bringing back Chien.
AU Yi's belong to @/ashdistic @/gensational @/doodledrawsthings and some others I added on first glance (I'm too self conscious to tag them)
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it doesnt have to be a good score, you dont have to take it multiple times, you dont have to get on a good screen, etcetera. just gimme your score please this is my final project grade :)
u know in retrospect my stomach shrimping wasn't even the worst part so far. it was the tube that went to third base with my floppy ass cardia. through my sinuses. just straight up cockwarmed a silly straw all the way thru my esophagus for 2 days
I'm a fool. a fucking fool. an absolute clown. do u know what happened minutes after I posted this.
I found out my body cannot handle opioids.
my muscles lock tf up and deliver the worst pain imaginable in every direction at once. I can't describe it. it's not just pain it's the sensation of every disgusting awful flu ache you've ever experienced in your life condensed into one square inch of your body, all over your body.
do u know what alternatives hospitals have to opioids? HA, HAHAHA
Stomach is back where it should be, I got some guts stapled and skin glued, and recited Dexter's Lab every time the nurses mixed powdered medicine in with my applesauce. I'm bored of drinking ramen and watching Resident Alien reruns so I'm gonna peruse the tags!
I cannot tell you how many times I unironically gazed into the middle distance and thought this
I've learned things can be true and also a shit post at the same time. unfortunately
starting to think maybe I've been saying this too much all my life and karmic justice just backed up in the pipes before exploding. still gonna obliterate those twinks tho. get back here Siffrin I'm not done with you yet
this guy is getting the true moral of this story
I HAVEN'T IN YEARS so either the AO3 curse has a disconcerting half-life, or it extends to discord servers and Google docs. both are horrifying and deserve a federal grant for further investigation
you and me both! isn't nature beautiful
you've made me realize my most recent fic in my gdocs is in fact the darkest thing I've written. so maybe all the ppl in the tags claiming AO3 curse aren't as wrong as I've been thinking they are
god's a bitch and I'm into omegaverse
I feel like I should get a medal for enduring something so fucked up that randos on the internet think I must be lying. yeah bro me too
honestly the worst part about all of this is the fact that I can't watch Murderbot. I want to so bad. but I refuse until I'm feeling halfway alive again
fuck life. I give myself lemons. AO3 on hospital Wi-Fi
you do not. like emphatically, I don't think that's a great idea
I'd say I'm sorry but tbh this seems very on theme for ISAT so
THANK you I need everyone to remember I'm a gamer first, god's favorite crusty sock in the bottom of the drawer second
the ARE a lot of people in the tags calling me Jesus Christ
I'll admit that one's on me. when I started being unable to eat anything, my first thought was not "stomach straight up saying the abdomen's haunted"
I hate that I was actually considering getting white haired anime boy haircut right before all this happened. could you fucking imagine
don't carbon date me like this
Rascal Flatts was right. life is a highway and it's riding me all night long
they snipped and stitched some things, yanked the whole sucker back down UNDER my diaphragm where it belongs, and did this thing called a fundoplication where they wrap and stitch the top of the stomach around the bottom of the esophagus. it’s supposed to help keep that little bastard in its assigned seating
what I had was a called a combination sliding hiatal hernia (stomach wants uppies) and paraesophageal hiatal hernia (stomach wants uppies but through a different hole in the diaphragm bc it’s not like other girls, making it look like it’s trying to phone home), along with combined organoaxial and mesenteroaxial gastric volvulus (stomach flops around like a dead fish and twists itself shut like a bread bag AND goes upside down). the former usually ends up cutting off blood flow and starts necrotizing the stomach (very dangerous), but I was extremely lucky that hadn’t happened yet!
the hernias are uncommon but not terribly rare. the stomach flopping around? that’s rare. the fact that I had both of these at the same time, where they both did ALL AVAILABLE BAD THINGS POSSIBLE?
to put it gently, according to one resident, I had surgeons fighting over me. pictures were taken. I had like six separate groups of medical professionals coming into my room regularly. my surgeon shook my hand like I was a celebrity. it was honest to god hilarious.
all in all, I spent 3 months thinking I was being a huge wimpy diaper baby, only to find out I narrowly evaded death bc my friend Moth told me to go to the ER right away, and it triggered a panic attack big enough to make me do just that. the poor ER doc came in sweating with the initial CT scans like “I’m gonna be real with you I’m not entirely sure I know what I’m looking at but it’s giving INCREDIBLE Emergency Surgery”
I’m upset I don’t get to birth an alien baby, but considering how it was Rapturing into my chest, it probably would have been a chest burster anyway. I want to kiss Miss Xenomorph as much as the next guy but I think I’ll just stick to sending prime numbers out into space until one returns my booty call
EDIT: btw I love the dog jokes lmao I had no idea volvulus was common in dogs! don't worry I'm not a werewolf (unfortunately), I simply have hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos, which makes all my connective tissue soft and stretchy. So we're waaaay more prone to having organs (and joints) slip n slide around and do things they REALLY aren't supposed to. But I wish I was a werewolf even more now. when will it be my turn
my clowns in hellsite, I have no idea how my house is intact when there are trees uprooted by my mailbox. if I had less staples in me I'd bend over and moon the sky
I'm not gonna keep dragging this post on I swear I'm just still on pain meds (I can handle higher doses of weaker opioids for some reason! yippee!) so I'm gonna look through the tags one more time and address a couple things I've seen often
- no, I wasn't doing anything in particular to fuck up my guts. sometimes our organs just Tony Hawk Pro Skater 2 right through the polygons. don't worry about it, it's rare and you get a fun story to tell ur friends
- yes, I was fired because I missed too many days nearly dying and requested more to recover from nearly dying. what can I say I'm a needy unreasonable bitch
- yes it's pretty lame to do this to someone right as they stumble off the operating table and get dumped with expensive medical bills. yes this is legal. yes I'm filing for unemployment. yes I would leave mouse poops in the CEO's coco rice krispies if given the chance. love and peace ✌️
- it's cool my dudes I live in the Midwest, basements are an evolutionary aspect of natural selection here. we've also got Steve Templeton I'm pretty sure he fights the tornadoes off himself
- Murderbot TV series good :)
- don't worry guys I know the original artist for Life is a Highway. Lightning McQueen
- there are a LOT of you offering advice on how to avoid the torment nexus. while having a Siffrin pfp. just an observation
- who the fuck is Job
please laugh. every drop of joy I squeeze from this karmic fart parade is another finger shoved firmly up god's withered asshole
can everyone stop being funnier than me for 2 minutes
I only fucked someone once and it was bc they replied to my reply on their comment to the fic I filled for their kink meme prompt on Livejournal. it was vore. and my name's not Jesus
no I'm going I want to ask Joshua how he got that gay
can y'all stop comparing me to deities I'm already on thin ice here with one or possibly more of them
no this is Patrick
I'm sorry to disappoint but I only have 2 weed smoking girlfriends. if anyone lets me borrow one of theirs tho it would really help the Make A Wish Foundation. I beg them once a week and they keep telling me I'm "not a child" and "already got two wishes fulfilled"
take a ticket and get in line if you're gonna make an attempt on my life, you goddamn heathen
you can't give me this after I was just accused of being Dave Strider
I fucking hate James Tissot’s paintings because in ALL OF THEM there is ALWAYS someone staring right at you, but it’s not always immediately visible. You just feel watched by this mf. Sometimes the little shit is right there at the centre, but others the bastard is just gazing from the distance, it is CREEPY, my guys
I love this actually it really brings you into the scene. It denies you the psychological position of outside observer and makes you feel as if you were almost there.
when i was a young boy i had the philosophy of ‘balls are the boobs of the penis so its ok that i want to suck on them it doesn’t make me gay” and tbh i was cooking
alright so Pangur got her claw stuck while rolling over in bed, and then just GAVE UP, which led to her being horizontally flattened in a way that gives her impossible girth and...... I'll share, but just know that it's an optical illusion. please. I swear to god she's a healthy weight. I mean, a little chubby, but not like this.
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