[[ FANFIC CONCEPT ]]
So remember the part where I had an idea of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance disciples meets their other selves along with the Mount Hua Ancestors?
Uhhhhh, so i got busy there and here it is lmao, its not finished yet, and im still cooking on it
but can yall help me put some spice to it since i have no idea what im genuinely doing, I NEED IDEAS AND IM BAD AT IT—
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Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..
A sound of static reached his ear.
—[[ The System is loading ■□□ ]]
—[[ The System is loading ■■□ ]]
—[[ The System is loading ■■■ ]]
—[[ ✦Activating || Disciple’s Conscious ]]
Baek Cheon opened his eyes wide, his gaze wandering off anywhere he could see.
He lifted his upper body and looked around the area.
A pure white hall has greeted him. It was large, spacious but also empty.
He glanced to the ground, and saw all the Mount Hua disciples sleeping soundly on the floor.
‘Was this the afterlife?’
Not really. He still feels the pain from his body
So then what happened?
The last thing that he remembered was that all the Heavenly Alliances Comrade disciples were beaten up like thugs from the streets by Chung Myung because of his over the top methods as per usual, and the next thing he knows, everything became white.
A flash? A bang? He’s not sure what he saw, but it definitely knocked them out, unconscious, and all.
“Did we get captured by someone?” Baek Cheon wondered, looking around the hall again.
Blocked windows, locked doors. Yeah they definitely got abducted by an enemy yet why wasn't he panicking?
He then heard a voice from behind,
“Sasuk…?”
“Ah, Yoon Jung,” Baek Cheon turned to him, and as soon he said “you’re awake,” another disciple stood up.
“What the…?” Jo Gul blurted.
Another one stood up as Jo gul was observing the surroundings.
And just like that, everyone in the hall was wide awake, confused just like Baek Cheon.
“...Sasuk, where are we?”
“I don’t know either, but I don’t think we are in any danger,” Baek Cheon replied, “It’s best to keep on guard in case if something unexpected happens”
“Amitabha, this place feels unwelcoming”
Baek Cheon looked around, searching for Chung Myung, and asked
“Yoon Jung, do you know where Chung Myu̴̢̝͎n̷̡̯̹g̸̛̝͙̜s̶̢̠̰o̵̡̼̰j̴̡̫̹i̸̢̝͖w̶̢̠̰d̷̢͈̳f̴̡̯̹h̸̛̝͙̜e̴̡̼̰r̶̢̠̰g̵̡̫̹y̴̢̝͗i̸̢̝͖w̶̢̠̰d̷̢͈̳b̴̡̯̹c̸̛̝͙̜f̴̡̼̰r̶̢̠̰t̵̡̫̹—`”
Yoon Jung looked at him strangely, tilting his head to the side, “Sasuk, can you repeat that again?”
“ I.. don’t remember..?”
What was he about to say?
His mind suddenly went blank as if he had forgotten something.
His mind wander off somewhere yet it can’t see nor focus, he was still stuck the question he can’t remember.
He was not the only one that had forgotten something.
“Where’s… huh?”
“No, but what was I about to..?”
Everyone was confused.
It was like someone had deliberately erased someone from their mind.
{ disciples contemplate on what theyre thinking about and who theyre missing, then suddenly they saw people behind and thought they were the suspect so their like "ayo you abductor!" No hesitation, no questions, just straight up accusation to their ancestor, the ancestor is like "the fuck, we with you bro, confuse as you are but the disciples dont trust them since they have the plum blossom outfit and now they have this spiderman pointing each other meme stand off theyre doing before Hyun Young and Chung Mun came to the rescue and scold their ass
“Huh?
The Mount Hua disciples turned their heads towards the crowd of people, and out of instinct, they all collectively made a fighting stance.
“Are you the people that abducted us here!?”
“We’re in the same situation as you, we don’t what’s going on either”
“Pardon me from asking but I’ve never seen you in the sect before”
“Neither do I, who are you?”
“...”
“...”
Wow, is this a prank?
{ Leaders came in
“Children!”
“Sect Leader!”
“Taesang Leader!”
They all halted and look at each other with questionable gaze
{ Exchange between the disciples of last and future with leaders
“To think all of you are arguing with kids younger than your age, I’m disappointed”
“Don’t look at us, Sect Leader, sahyung started it”
“Ya, I didn’t even do anything wrong this time!” Sword Saint yelled
{ Introduction goes WOOOO
“Chung Mun, thirteenth disciple of Mount Hua, and Sect Leader, greets you.” He smiled as he spoke, bowing, and greeting the disciples with finesse movements.
Shock prevailed on the Mount Hua’s disciples faces, they all looked at the man in front of them with bewilderment instead of ease with his response.
“The thirteenth disciple..?”
“How could that be? Are they real?”
“What if they’re lying?”
Hyun Jong coughed, “Their statements are real, so
“Wow..” Jo Gul held his breath, and whispered, “Sahyung.. Are we dreaming? Can someone pinch me—OW! SOSO!?”
“What? You said pinch?”
“Not like that!”
Yoon Jung coughed, putting a palm in his face as he averted eye contact at his ancestors while shedding a tear.
They were picking a fight before and now they all look like wild bandits in front of them’
“I’m sorry about them” Yoon Jung whispered weakly, his face blushing from embarrassment.
“Hoho, That’s alright”, Chung Mun lets out a light-hearted chuckle, making the current disciples flinch at his words.
No matter how they thought of it, this doesn’t make any sense.
Were they fucking dead?
Chung Mun, the Virtuous Sword of Mount Hua, the one among many of their generation of their sect that fought the Demonic Cult a hundred years ago.
Their saviour—was standing right before their eyes.
{ Wasn't he supposed to be at the afterlife, dwindling dwandling?
Yoon Jung gulped, ‘I think I need to be pinch too..’
Hyun Jong sighed at his disciples, and took a step forward,
“Hyun Jong, twentieth disciple of Mount Hua, and Taesang Leader.. ”
He paused briefly as he looked at them, his lips trembling, “...greets the Ancestors…”
His voice was soft, and full of emotion, slightly quivering as it drifted into their ears, but Hyun Jong didn’t waver, and greeted them with poise, bowing too deeply to show his respect.
{ Pbss made a bitch response and Chung Mun glared at him for speaking such things, they also wondered why the current disciples are in a twentieth generation like they move to fast or too slow, idk,
“Twentieth?”
“Huhhhhhh?”
Chung Mun could only pop a vein as his Sajae screamed, and subdued him using a smile, and an intense glare.
Although the man pouted, he was ignored by his martial siblings who were gasping, and whispering started to rack up in the thirteenth disciples of Mount Hua.
{ ancestors being shookk
“My, that can’t be?”
“How is this possible?”
“We greet the Ancestors of Mount Hua.” They all say in unison as they bow their heads with deep respect.
“Unbelievable,
{ making fun of monk and baek cheon for their past
“Yes.. ah? A monk?”
As they looked at him closely, why was there a bald-headed person wearing the attire of mount hua? Does he have a disease?
“Are you from Shaolin, perhaps? Why would you..”
“Amitabha…” The monk chanted, slightly embarrassed at his appearance he had shown, “I would appreciate it if you don’t pry on my circumstances, siju-nim…”
“...”
Now, that’s making them more curious about what happened to him. Just why..?
“Tsk,” The Sword Saint scoff, “How ridiculous, why did Mount Hua take in a buddhist of all people?”
“Chung Myung, speak nicely, you should be proud that there is another disciple that wants to be in our sect.”
“But I'm not from Mount Hua Sect…” The monk added, in which the ancestors fell silent on his statement.
“...”
Jo Gul breaking the awkward atmosphere added “The abbot abandoned him,”
Which honestly made everything worse for the monk
“I was not abandoned! I left on my own accord! You crazy toaist!”
“Still the same.”
“And well, If you are looking for someone from another sect that came to mount hua, you should look at sasuk—”
KAPOW
Ow..!
Shut it, you bastard! No need to draw any attention to me!
Oh, if you don’t mind, what sect are you from prior to Mount Hua?
…
The current disciples looked away from their ancestors gaze and glared at Jo Gul for bringing this up, if there was a chance, they would have beaten that bastard to a pulp
Chung jin scanned the disciples, “Is he from Zhongnan?”
COUGH-
…
“I used to be at Zhongnan but now I’m here”
{pbss bwing angry at baek cheons existance
Sahyung, sahyung, calm yourself!
{ current disciples admiring pbss after finding out his identity
Mount Hua’s disciples' eyes glistened.
That man is the Plum Blossom Sword Saint? The man who defeated the Heavenly Demon?
“EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” Tang Soso squealed, “To think that Mount Hua’s Plum Blossom Sword Saint is also here with us!”
“What..?”
“Sword Saint, you were amazing during the fight with the Heavenly demon! Tell me your experience, please!!”
“Uh...?”
“Sword Saint, I have admired you since childhood! Can you tell us how you got so strong?”
“Um..”
“Sword Saint, can you do the Plum Blossom techniques? I always wanted to see it!”
“.....”
With every compliment, and praise that was thrown on his way, The Sword Saint’s face became more flushed, and red.
“N—no… What’s with you guys..” He stuttered, his mouth slightly twitching upwards.
The thirteenth generation of Mount Hua clicked their tongue at their Sahyung turning meek towards their descendants overwhelming cheers.
“Aigooo, look at Sahyung being happy.”
“Just smile, you bastard. You’re making it painful for us.”
“Tsk, If only I was as popular as him.”
“You..! Who are you insulting, you jerks!”
“Nothing~”
{ goddess greets disciples, banters, then changes location
[[ Hello, hello? Is everyone here? ]]
Huh?
Bling!
With a flash of a second, their location changed.
A familiar place came into their view.
Hills, and mountains surrounded them, and plum petals danced gently in the breeze with little to no control.
However, the residence that always greeted them was.. gone.
Nothing, but a pile of muddled buildings displayed their sight.
Gasps echoed throughout the disciples, some were whispering, and some stared blankly at the broken residence with wide eyes.
“Is this..?” Chung Mun spoke, his voice almost faltering as he inspected the ruined building.
Ding!
[[ Hehehe! Welcome to the Mount Hua Sect! ]]
Everyone was shocked.
This was Mount Hua?
Their Sect?
Their place?
Their home?
The Mount Hua Sect was in shambles.
Their Mount Hua was destroyed, and nowhere to be seen.
The Sword Saint gritted his teeth at the screen, and roared,
“You..! What did you do!”
[[ Oh, Sword Saint, please don’t be too mad~This world is set at the same time period as the descendants you're with! ]]
“How can that be?” Un Am asked as he stepped forward,
“Mount Hua was never this.. destroyed in our place..”
He gazed around as he creased his brow. This was different from what Un Am last saw of his home. The place was a mess, almost ceasing to exist.
Ding!
[[ Good question, Sect Leader, and I shall answer! You see—This is an Alternate World where { HE } didn’t exist. ]]
“He?”
The thirteenth disciples of Mount Hua questioned, squinting their eyes at the screen.
“Who’s he?” The Sword Saint sneered, but the screen didn’t respond, and stood in silence, glitching for about a moment.
And as those moments went by, nobody said a word. Mostly because all of the thirteenth disciples of Mount Hua were all pondering the same question.
Where he didn’t exist?
What does that mean?
“Answer the question!” The Sword Saint barked, growing impatient from the slow response.
Though as they contemplated, the current Mount Hua disciples on the other hand, stiffened as they read the screen.
Where he didn’t exist? They pondered again.
What does that.. —Chung Myung?
A thought hit Hyun Young, that one thing everyone kept forgetting.
—[ T̶h̶e̶ ̶G̶o̶d̶ ̶a̶b̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶m̶a̶d̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶t̶e̶r̶r̶i̶f̶y̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶s̶m̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶a̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶i̶r̶ ̶r̶e̶a̶l̶i̶z̶a̶t̶i̶o̶n̶. ]
“Chung Myung! Where’s Chung Myung!?” Hyun young shouted as he turned his head towards the others, and scanned the area.
The disciples widened their eyes, hitting them like a dagger, they glanced around the place.
“Chung Myung? Chung Myung? Where’s Chung Myung??” They all collectively screamed as they searched for their Sajil.
The Sword Saint scrunched his face as he looked at the disciples
“Ya, You brats! I’m right here! How rude of you to call me by my name!” He shouted out of anger.
“Sahyung, I think they were referring to another person.”
“..Ah?”
Ding!
[[ Unfortunately—Chung Myung will not be here with you for the time being. ]]
‘What?’ Everyone blinked.
“Chung Myung? But Chung Myung is here?” One of the thirteenth disciples mused.
Hyun Jong cleared his throat, “We also have a disciple named Chung Myung in our generation, sharing the same characteristics as the Sword Saint. I heard that he used to go by Cho Sam but changed his name after coming to Mount Hua”
“Ah, that makes sense.” They nodded their heads.
However, why was he the only one missing?
In the midst of their conversation, the current disciples were shouting threats under breath.
Jo Gul growled, “Where did you take Chung Myung!?”
“Amithaba! Just what goddess kidnaps a bunch of people!?”
“Tell us where he is, stupid god!”
“Give sajil back!”
“Kill yourself!”
“Die!”
The thirteenth disciples all flinched as their descendants started throwing words of thorns.
‘Goodness, look at them go, insulting a literal divine being.’
‘Why are our descendants becoming more of a wild animal ready to attack anyone at any moment?’
‘Are they Chung Myung Sahyungs’s relatives, or something? They act too similar..’
‘Oh—oh my.. Even the monk..’
Chung Mun blankly looked at his descendants going rampant, and gazed directly at Hyun Jong.
“My descendant..”, He weakly uttered, “Are they ok..?”
“Ahem..”
Hyun Jong averted his gaze with a cold sweat, and coughed nervously as Chung Mun continued to stare at him with a flabbergasted face.
Ding!
[[ Oho! Feisty children~But do not worry Dojangs! ( and monk! ) Chung Myung is in a safe space made specifically for him, and I assure you, he is doing just fine! Though as I said before, he will not be here with you, but since I love all of you. I’ll let you interact with him just this once~~ ]]
“Interact?”
[[ I’ll show you ^^ ]]
What?
Ding!
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > yells out of anger at the system who kidnapped him. ]]
“Chu-chung Myung???”
“Chung Myung-ah!!”
“Can you speak, Chung Myung??”
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > nodded his head slightly before stopping himself and raising his head at the void sky to scream at the system on why he’s speaking in third point of view.]]
[[ Haha, you ask for too much dojang~you should be happy that you get to interact with them! ]]
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > yells at the system for bullshit ]]
Chung Jin scanned the blue-lit screen bickering with Chung Myung, and raised a brow,
“By any chance, are you the “he” that the system talks about?”
He asked while glancing at the disciples who flinched at the question, slowly staring at him, which helped Chung Jin confirm his idea.
‘They should train themselves to hide their emotions. They're worse than Chung Myung-Sahyung’ Chung Jin sighs and looks at the screen as he hears the sound of a bell.
Ding!
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > asks Chung Jin wh𝔞Ⓣ 𝕕Ỗ€Ⓢ 𝔥ᗴ мє𝐚ⓝᔕţү𝐟ᵍⓙｓᎶģ𝓙şᐯ]]
—[[ ERROR ! ! ]]
—[[ Reloading ■□□ ]]
—[[ Reloading ■■□]]
—[[ Reloading ■■■ ]]
—[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > is now blocked from asking a questions ]]
“Eh?” Chung Jin’s face twisted, “What happened?”
[[ It’s for the best to not let him know the { • situation } because he might go berserk if he does! As for the answer, you will find out soon enough, Dojang! So please be patient, For I have given all of you a mission to do, hehehe! ]]
“A mission?” Chung Mun repeated as he raised a brow, but a familiar, loud outburst took his mind as he turned his attention towards the Sword Saint yelling at the screen.
“Stop the bullshit! You brought us here against our own will, and now, you’re giving us missions!?”
[[ Please rest-assured, Sword Saint! It’s gonna be a fun one! And more, and more people will join, whether Foes or Friends, hehehe! ]]
Yoon Jung made a bitter smile, “That doesn’t sound comforting..”
“Just what do you want us to do?” Jo Gul ask
Then, suddenly a big pink screen appeared in front of them.
[[ ✦ Mission || Send your counterparts to the { Remembrance Realm } ]]
“Uh? What in heaven is this?” Jo Gul scanned the hovering screen.
“Counterparts?” Yoon Jung questioned as he read, “What is it talking about?”
[[ Oh, as I mentioned earlier, you are in Another World! Meaning—there will be another {you} that exists in this world, does that make sense? ]]
The Sword Saint bared his teeth, “So? Get to the point already.”
[[ Well you see—you guys have to find the descendants' other self—their counterparts basically, and then send them to the { Remembrance Realm } ]]
“And how do we do that?” Yoon Jung queried, “..how do we find our other self?”
[[ Do not worry, Dojang! I will lead you a path, and teleport you around to speed up the process. ]]
The Sword Saint crossed his arms as he read the screen, “What’s the point of trying to find them if you could teleport us there yourself?”
[[ As much as I want to help, I also have my own limits when it comes to using my power.. ]]
“Bullshit,” The Sword Saint spouted, but he was quickly pinched by Chung Mun, saying ‘Don’t anger god, my sajae.’
What he said was annoying but also reasonable, the sword saint sent a glare at the screen and made a huff as he crossed his arms, “Tsk.”
Baek Cheon asked, “What’s a Remembrance Realm, and how do we send them there?”
[[ The { Remembrance Realm } is a place for you to.. React.. That is all I can say for now, and as for the How you’ll send them—you must converse with them about your life, or make them believe that you have accomplished something in your current life ]]
“Huh?”, Jo Gul blinked, “That’s it?”
[[ Yes! Simple, right? ]]
“I don’t think so?”
“Why do I feel like fighting is easier than talking?”
“What are you? Thugs from the streets?”
“If you say it like that, wouldn’t Chung Myung be the head?”
“Fuck, why do you have to mention him? Now it’s making my head ache..”
“You’re being dramatic, you bastard, you should be happy that Chung Myung isn’t here to hear what you said.”
“Aigoo.. What if he beats us after we talk trash about him to our other selves?”
“I don’t think it’ll end in a simple beating, he might break your limbs, you dumbass”
“Tsk, I prefer if he nags”
“Does it look like you have a choice?”
“...”
The more the ancestors hear about Chung Myung, the more they get reminded of a certain person with them, even Hyun Jong made a cold sweat as they hear their comments on the little shits ruthlessness.
“Pardon me, my descendant.. is your Chung Myung perhaps..?”
“Ah, he’s uh.. quite a unique person..”
“I see..”
Yep, no more words needed.
That’s all that they needed to hear.
To think that there will be another
Bling!
Their surroundings started to distort, and then it turned blurred from their visions as a white spark kept flashing before their eyes, almost blinding them. They all covered their eyes from the flash, but the light didn’t cease. For some reason, it became stronger.
Fortunately, however—Ding!
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > has healed your eyesight from the flash of light. ]]
Chung Myung prevented his ancestors' eyes from going blind.
“Huh..?”
“..My eyes?”
“..Strangely, It doesn’t hurt anymore?”
Ding!
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > scolds the system for being cruel towards his ancestors. ]]
“Ya! You bastard! How about us!!” Jo Gul shouted as his eyes were near red.
Sadly, not everyone was as fortunate as their ancestors. The current disciples were still suffering from blindness.
‘Why heal them first, instead of us, you asshole!’
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > sent an annoyed look at Jo Gul, and healed their eyesight as he rolled his eyes, saying “Children these days…” ]]
“You’re younger than us, you crazy bastard!”
“Huh, this kid is nice,” the Sword Saint commented
[[ The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > scowled at the < Plum Blossom Sword Saint > comment, and damage the < Plum Blossom Sword Saint > eyesight out of anger ]]
“Ya! This brat!?!?” the Sword Saint seethed, why the hell was he being targeted when he praised him??
“This little bastard has a temper!”
“He’s just like you, sahyung”
“We’re not!”
[[ “We’re not!” The < Mount Hua’s Chivalrous Sword > screamed ]]
“...”
Chung Jin said it as a joke but why is it that they actually act similar to one another?
“Maybe, he’s you from the future, he even has the same name as you”
“Oh please, ancestor, don’t compare Chung Myung to the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, that bastard has a rotten personality”
“Yeah! I bet the Plum Blossom Sword Saint has a better character than him!”
“...All of you are praising Chung Myung sahyung too much, he beats us all up equally”
{ The disciples compares both Chung Myung and somehow confused each other as their chung myung, making it seem like theyre the same person
“I’m right here you bastards!’
Their environment changes little by little with colors harmonizing the once white space that they enveloped.
Bling! Bling!
They’re location changes again.
