Little Micha is protected by Yeong, a strangely powerful boy who works for the head.
Little Micha is protected by Yeong, a strangely powerful boy who works for the head.
Every few years, a girl from the Jin family is tossed from the cliff to sate the hunger of the god lying at the bottom, who would destroy the town if this condition is not met.
Every few years, a girl from the Jin family is tossed from the cliff to sate the hunger of the god lying at the bottom, who would destroy the town if this condition is not met.
"Your husband...?"
Cheongmyeong understands immediately. Free of the bracelet at last, he grabs Micha by the front of his robes.
"Your husband is Cheonma?!"
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"Your husband...?"
Cheongmyeong understands immediately. Free of the bracelet at last, he grabs Micha by the front of his robes.
"Your husband is Cheonma?!"
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Someone dressed in red jumps down. And everything goes dark.
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They're back in the original clearing. This time, Micha is waiting there.
"Good news, you're not trapped in time. This is a pocket reality, created by the remnants of Cheonma' power."
Micha smiles, embarrased.
Someone dressed in red jumps down. And everything goes dark.
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They're back in the original clearing. This time, Micha is waiting there.
"Good news, you're not trapped in time. This is a pocket reality, created by the remnants of Cheonma' power."
Micha smiles, embarrased.
Unable to fight back, the martial artists get herded until they stand at the cliff's edge.
Cheongmyeong feels a certain energy radiate from the bottom. An energy he wishes he'd never feel again after that horrible day. It's calling to him from below.
Unable to fight back, the martial artists get herded until they stand at the cliff's edge.
Cheongmyeong feels a certain energy radiate from the bottom. An energy he wishes he'd never feel again after that horrible day. It's calling to him from below.
The people from the procession all start panicking.
"The Lord is angry!"
"His hunger must be sated!"
"We're all doomed!"
"They should get thrown in!"
The people from the procession all start panicking.
"The Lord is angry!"
"His hunger must be sated!"
"We're all doomed!"
"They should get thrown in!"
"Sahyung? Sahyung, answer me!"
"Oh for the love of-"
Cheongmyeong smacks Geumryong back to normal.
"Agh- what was that-?!"
"Guys, look!"
"Sahyung? Sahyung, answer me!"
"Oh for the love of-"
Cheongmyeong smacks Geumryong back to normal.
"Agh- what was that-?!"
"Guys, look!"
"They mentioned a wedding!"
"Did anyone see Micha? Is he with those guys?!"
"Wedding to WHO?!"
"A god!"
"A WHAT!"
This is too much. First, Cheonma exists, and now gods too? Should Cheongmyeong start acting like a proper Daoist now?
"They mentioned a wedding!"
"Did anyone see Micha? Is he with those guys?!"
"Wedding to WHO?!"
"A god!"
"A WHAT!"
This is too much. First, Cheonma exists, and now gods too? Should Cheongmyeong start acting like a proper Daoist now?
Chasing after him, the disciples yell at each other.
"How did he get taken so quickly!"
"They fed Sahyung something that made him stop fighting!"
"You didn't stop them?!"
"The bracelet's stopping me!"
Chasing after him, the disciples yell at each other.
"How did he get taken so quickly!"
"They fed Sahyung something that made him stop fighting!"
"You didn't stop them?!"
"The bracelet's stopping me!"
"Infused beforehand?"
"Possible, but then it shouldn't have lasted this long."
Iseol nods. "We should stay up until its power wanes. We're defenseless otherwise."
"Infused beforehand?"
"Possible, but then it shouldn't have lasted this long."
Iseol nods. "We should stay up until its power wanes. We're defenseless otherwise."
"Did you see what he did? Who knew that Sasuk could've ended the feud with Zhongnan a long time ago..."
"I'll tell him you said that."
"These bracelets really won't come off!"
"Need his permission."
"Damn it, that guy's too shady!"
"Did you see what he did? Who knew that Sasuk could've ended the feud with Zhongnan a long time ago..."
"I'll tell him you said that."
"These bracelets really won't come off!"
"Need his permission."
"Damn it, that guy's too shady!"
"Um... please... hyung-nim?"
It's so blatantly manipulative, it's disgusting. It's even more disgusting that it works. Songbaek makes no comments about his Sahyung's weakness for his little brother.
"Um... please... hyung-nim?"
It's so blatantly manipulative, it's disgusting. It's even more disgusting that it works. Songbaek makes no comments about his Sahyung's weakness for his little brother.
Micha tilts his head up at him, with a slight pout. Off to the side, Cheongmyeong starts fantasizing how to get that kind of look from Baekcheon, and how to weaponize it.
Micha tilts his head up at him, with a slight pout. Off to the side, Cheongmyeong starts fantasizing how to get that kind of look from Baekcheon, and how to weaponize it.
"Geumryong, right? Could you try this on?" Micha holds out some red robes.
"Those are for women," Geumryong says flatly.
"Pleease?" Everyone stares, stunned, at the blatant 'pity me' look Micha's wearing.
"Geumryong, right? Could you try this on?" Micha holds out some red robes.
"Those are for women," Geumryong says flatly.
"Pleease?" Everyone stares, stunned, at the blatant 'pity me' look Micha's wearing.
Another person with a strange name. Micha and Yeong's name actually sort of match.
"He's not around today, we got into a fight. He'll be back by tomorrow, so no worries."
Another person with a strange name. Micha and Yeong's name actually sort of match.
"He's not around today, we got into a fight. He'll be back by tomorrow, so no worries."
"M-Married?!"
Sure, Micha clearly isn't Baekcheon. But having someone that looks like their Sasuk happily announce their marriage still causes a shock to go around.
"Who is this man?" Yun Jong asks, morbidly curious.
"M-Married?!"
Sure, Micha clearly isn't Baekcheon. But having someone that looks like their Sasuk happily announce their marriage still causes a shock to go around.
"Who is this man?" Yun Jong asks, morbidly curious.
Everyone besides Micha exchange glances while he contemplates whether he had sisters or not.
"The other person who lives here... who is that?"
Micha brightens. "My husband!"
They all freeze, staring at him in disbelief and shock.
Everyone besides Micha exchange glances while he contemplates whether he had sisters or not.
"The other person who lives here... who is that?"
Micha brightens. "My husband!"
They all freeze, staring at him in disbelief and shock.
"Yes. You?"
"You must be a distant ancestor of mine then."
Yun Jong nods. "That explains why he looks like Sasuk."
Micha hums. "If that's the case, I must have brothers after all."
"You didn't know?"
"Yes. You?"
"You must be a distant ancestor of mine then."
Yun Jong nods. "That explains why he looks like Sasuk."
Micha hums. "If that's the case, I must have brothers after all."
"You didn't know?"
"Why are you wearing women's clothes?"
"Why not? Don't I look good in them?"
"Why is your name Micha?"
"My parents weren't creative enough."
"Are you the only one who lives here?"
"No, but the other one comes and goes as he pleases."
"Why are you wearing women's clothes?"
"Why not? Don't I look good in them?"
"Why is your name Micha?"
"My parents weren't creative enough."
"Are you the only one who lives here?"
"No, but the other one comes and goes as he pleases."
Micha tells them the date, and everyone gains horrified expressions.
"We... went back in time?!"
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Cheongmyeong does not like Micha. He may even start hating him for putting qi dampening charms on them, which made it impossible to draw on any strength.
Micha tells them the date, and everyone gains horrified expressions.
"We... went back in time?!"
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Cheongmyeong does not like Micha. He may even start hating him for putting qi dampening charms on them, which made it impossible to draw on any strength.
"I see..." Micha pulls a few bracelets out of his long sleeve. His pink clothes are clearly for women, but Soso only recognizes the style from old paintings.
"I see..." Micha pulls a few bracelets out of his long sleeve. His pink clothes are clearly for women, but Soso only recognizes the style from old paintings.
"Hmm..."
"Dongryong, what is this? Why are you calling yourself by that? And are you wearing women's clothes?!"
Micha smiles. "I'd prefer Micha over Dongryong. Does your friend look like me or something?"
"Hmm..."
"Dongryong, what is this? Why are you calling yourself by that? And are you wearing women's clothes?!"
Micha smiles. "I'd prefer Micha over Dongryong. Does your friend look like me or something?"
"Dongryong, what's going on?" Cheongmyeong demands. Iseol glances at him, observing an unusual level of unease from her sajil.
"Stop calling me weird things. My name is Micha."
...
"That's even weirder! Who names their son that!"
"Dongryong, what's going on?" Cheongmyeong demands. Iseol glances at him, observing an unusual level of unease from her sajil.
"Stop calling me weird things. My name is Micha."
...
"That's even weirder! Who names their son that!"