[wiseclnheir]

indie Muyeon , niche webcomic called Nano Machines. Spoilers are heavy but only when i use it because its just a really bad power fantasy. Multi verse and multi crossover friendly.

mun is 29/muse is 19

mutuals are free to like starter calls, a preference for novella or paragraphs worth of rp but short is fine too.

written by nugget.

revived mid year of 2025 -I forgot

Xanxia themes, cultivation, Parricide.

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ps. shipping is something i never done before and i have no inclination of ever doing since i find it too awkward. I can write mature themes like gore, blood, violence but shipping is beyond me.

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@divinity-shackled

Traveling and dealing with bandits and other supernatural creatures, is simply the expedition of training that he had to be forced under, to measure his strength and see if he truly had what it took to be a good leader and fighter in his own sect. Of course there were many things that could go wrong, but with proper planning ... he suppose being diligant in funds was a way. Still,

Still, it was odd, being alone. But in a way that brings much thoughts to the questions inside his head.

Nothing to concern about, just... no, focus.

There were bandits to keep fighting. His aim is careful, in that he doesn't take a single life. Aiming for vital nerves to put them to sleep, a self imposed challenge rather then mercy because he had heard that people were going hungry in this region.

"You, are you alright?"

At least the stranger was still there.

[wiseclnheir]

- starter call-

[wiseclnheir]

Muyeon electric bugaloo bizzare adventure, thanks carmen.

[bibliobabel]

"Why don't you go and find out~? A little birdie told me that there might be some interesting challenges before you, if you aren't so careful.

It's okay, when people listen to the light they only become stronger for it... what they do with that strength should be what concerns you, I suppose."

[wiseclnheir]

"...I want to really punch you, the way you worded it. It feels like the country can be covered in monsters for all I know... but I feel somewhat responsible for this despite not having your powers."

A deep sigh.

"I suppose I could make this ... a training expedition."

[bibliobabel]

Well, perhaps he should go look. She's been busy, after all. And she's going to 'sneak' up behind him with a

"Boo!!"

[wiseclnheir]

A bead of sweat falls down his face!

He is spooked despite everything. Still unable to truly sense her presence.

"....I see you have been... active lately. Have you any new followers.." As a admitedly truthful god, Muyeon is sure she would avoid, or answer.

[wiseclnheir]

Its been rather quiet...he's worried. that person, Carmen was still out there doing who knows what.

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anyone still alive?

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muyeon labubu....

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[bibliobabel]

"I understand. You want to strike out on your own two feet."

That wasn't a terrible desire. Carmen sways from her toes back to her heels, a touch too whimsical for her words.

"But the longer you stand with this conviction, the more people will suffer. How long before they say you are the one who should have died instead? When they turn their grief towards you, will you be able to handle it?"

[wiseclnheir]

"Such is the price of leadership."

He does not buckle.

"If a leader cannot remain strong even to the grief of their own followers, what kind of leader would that be? a weak unsuited one."

Balance is always key, and Muyeon had the best of teachers. His own mother who had a thousand curses pointed at her for her own scheming, but one that allowed the clan to rise so much.

"Show the masses why you are the leader. And not them."

[bibliobabel]

"Because they will. On their own, people crumple and fade into dust... while it's noble to become the fertilizer that nourishes the next generation, shouldn't you want to live for your own sake?"

She seems unimpressed, really. Too many people fell apart before reaching anything close to their potential, lost in the noise of it all.

"I just want better than that for you. Is that so wrong?"

[wiseclnheir]

"Every parent at some point wants that for their own child. That doesn't mean that its good for them."

"You...are not saying anything new, I believe. But like most parents, dreams and reality are too different from one another."

[bibliobabel]

"So instead you chose to let people suffer injury or death."

Carmen responds, a little on-the-nose but with a hint of curiousity in her voice. The fear of the unknown often caused people to make irrational or less than optimal decisions.

She shrugs.

"Fascinating, but I know many people want to take care of things on their own.. I just hope no one holds that against your leadership~."

[wiseclnheir]

"I chose to rely on those who can fight for themselves without the interference of the unknown like you."

"Most people ... can achieve their potiental without the aid of a spirit such as yourself. It is....I suppose their strength. You trust too little, I'm starting to notice. That people left alone will rot."

[bibliobabel]

"I am spread a little thin across multiple worlds and possibilities. If someone needs me, I come to them." Carmen pauses in thought, before smiling softly.

"However, there's no need for me to speak to anyone else here as of now. Most of them haven't opened their hearts enough to see me, sad as it is."

Only someone who had potential was even worth talking to. Usually she'd whisper at them until they'd finally crack... but some people took longer than others.

"You could have called out for me in that last battle, you know. There's no need to stay silent."

[wiseclnheir]

"You are too...unreliable and unknown. If I had called you, it would have..."

Saved lives. Yes, because even bandits come and learn martial arts. But at the same time, being in the debt of a god is not on his list of things to do.

"I do not like unknown factors, especially with such vague terms."

[wiseclnheir]

Talking with spirits and wannabe gods who seem helpful will really take a toll on his health. in honesty, after two more heirs were defeated and their left arm sliced off. the number of variables in this stupid war of heirs was getting less and less.

"You seem to come and go, are there other people you speak with in our sect."

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