Sunk in Gloom

New story: Black Lotus [Quick Transmigration]

What's the best way to deal with a scumbag lover? Pretend to obey him and adore him, devote yourself to him, then use him mercilessly, betray him, and cheat on him. Wuchang is a ghost messenger who has always ranked No. 1 in the Underworld's Reincarnation Bureau's Scumbag-Tormenting Division. Stunningly beautiful and bewitching to all, he seems delicate and easy to bully, but is actually ruthless and fickle. He can tame even the most despicable scumbag until they submit to him and weep. But the price a client has to pay is having their soul devoured by him.

They say Wuchang wasn't always called Wuchang. They say he was once a lotus flower beneath a Buddha's seat in the Celestial Realm, who cultivated into an immortal. They say Wuchang once loved a scumbag, too, and for him, his heart was ripped out and he fell into demonic ways.

One-sentence summary: A venomous beauty wrapped in the guise of a white lotus.

If you're interested, friends, head to my author page and click to add it to your collection~

[This was my first story, written before I was an adult. I put my heart into it, but the logic is a little muddled, so I don't recommend reading it except for the extras. The extras are deliciously angsty, and I had a blast writing them.]

Here's a less pretentious blurb:

Once there was a sunny, cheerful young boy who followed the Five Virtues and Four Beauties and never gave up, no matter how many times he failed. Then he met liars, scumbag lovers, and a psychopath. He also developed both mental and physical illnesses, and wouldn't live more than a few years. Twelve years later, the once-innocent boy had transformed into a hypocritical, fragile black lotus. Childhood friends reunite, but don't recognize each other. The person who betrayed him back then has risen to a position of power, yet this time willingly bows to him.

Face-slapping, a comeback, and self-rescue. The black lotus is happy. But soon, he dies. Then he comes back to life. And to his shock, he discovers that the scumbag lover is actually deeply devoted, while the psychopath is a human experimentation specialist with a story of his own.

Stoic, upright hero top VS timid, troublesome, crazy demonic cult bottom. Younger top, childhood friends turned strangers, a melodramatic tale of love and conflict between the righteous and demonic sides of the martial world.

One-on-one, happy ending~

Couple: Wen Jingyuan x Lin Luan

Original blurb:

One is the peerless leader of a prestigious clan, the other a lowly member of the demonic cult whose love is doomed to end in tragedy. A shocking twist of fate atop Mount Yuelu twelve years ago gave rise to a tangled romance, one worth dying for, twelve years later.

How many cities did he cross? How many mortal entanglements did he forget? How many farces did he play out? How many partings did he watch?

Who painted a scene from the past in the corner of his eye, making an old song resound, its melody turning and twisting like cinnabar?

An old face, glimpsed for one fleeting moment; a cold, frigid pool.

The tune goes awry, and the road through the mortal world forks and stretches on.

Flowers bloom briefly before fading; their fallen petals are soiled in the dust.

Every reunion ends in parting, yet the city of sorrow cannot be dismantled.

Daily updates, and I promise not to abandon this story =w=

P.S. The protagonist suffers from severe bipolar disorder early on, so some passages may seem disjointed.

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