1 Chapter 1- Who are you?

"Xian'er!!! Xian'er!!!"

Sweating profusely, she turned left, turned right, behind and even sighting hundred meters ahead, still she couldn't find where the voice is coming from. All that could be seen is darkness.

"Xian'er...."

"Xian'er..."

The voice started to fade away further from where she stood. She clenched her fist as fatigue started to seep through her system.

Her legs were numb and she panted heavily, trying to catch some breath.

Buzzzz...

Buzzz..

She felt like she was swirling down to limbo. Endless and Bottomless. But the next scene played as a thick blood stench wafted through the air.

"Xian'er..." she saw a blurred image of a man dressed in crimson robes lying beside her.

His long golden hair was scattered on the ground, drenched with filthy blood.

"*cough* Xian'er...I-i'm ssss-sorry...*cough cough* I failed you... and *cough* our son..." his shaking jade like hands started to make its way towards hers. And just as he reached her fingers...

ARGH!

She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen which made her scream abruptly.

BLOOD.

THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE.

NO! My son!!!

Tears started to flow down as much cold sweat running down in her blood-stained face.

That beauty which once everyone coveted, is now covered with helplessness, sorrow and pain. She seemed to age another decade in just a snap.

The highest form of beauty in the mainland which was revered and worshiped by all, the fall of all the nations, is now lying in the mud and dyed with blood, crying and screaming even if the gods already turned their backs and deaf.

"Xian'er...*cough* always r-r-remember...even the widest plain, *COUGH COUGH COUGH* the deepest ocean and the vastest *GASPS* space, will never amount how....how..mmmuch I l---love you"

Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth as he struggled to speak his last couple of words. Those blood shot eyes were so hideous to see...

"In-----*gasps* the next million year...I---will see you--- and ne---never...*gasps* leave you.....again..."

THUD.

SNIFF. Tears escaped from those long lashes.

"Hmmmm...bad dreams again?"

Xiaxia heard her hoarse voice as she stroked her hair. She smelled the familiar scent of vanilla wafting through her nose. Xiaxia snuggled deeper into her embrace and gave gentle nodded in response.

"Sssshh it's just a dream. Now, back to sleep. You need to wake up earlier later." Xuanyao reminder her. Xiaxia just hugged her back and nodded.

That dream.

That voice.

That pain.

Xian'er, who are you?