[Film and TV Crossover] I Am a God of War, a True Guardian Deity

[Content Warnings] This is a crossover fic with both romance and danmei, but the opening arc is romance, so the orientation category is marked as [Romance]. If you clicked in by mistake, please hit the X.

[Comments on each paragraph are open. Feel free to say whatever you like.]

[Coming next: another silly Quick Transmigration fic in the same style: I Am the God of War, Tearing Up the Book of Fate with My Bare Hands. Please add it to your collection (^^)]

After Nuwa created humanity, people lived in ignorance. Whenever something went wrong, they prayed for someone to come and help them.

They ran out of fire and prayed for fire, so the God of Fire came to be.

Their cooking pots leaked, so the Kitchen God came to be.

The riverbanks burst and floodwaters left almost no hope of survival, so the River God came to be.

As time passed, humans wanted more and more, and wars gradually spread across the land.

When some people won, others had to die.

They wanted to be invincible in battle, so the God of War came to be.

The gods and Buddhas of the myriad heavens were born from humanity's faith. They were solemn and majestic, with boundless magic, yet human forgetfulness and the harsh realities of life made that faith crumble, and they fell one by one.

Jiu Ge, the God of War and one of the last gods to fall, had an overwhelming will to survive. While Heaven's Will wasn't paying attention, she secretly split her divine soul into eight pieces and sent them to other worlds to survive.

From then on, there were always a few chosen ones who underwent a drastic change in personality at a moment of crisis and gained maxed-out combat power!

The world knew nothing of Jiu Ge's existence and just thought these people had split personalities!

The Untamed, Jiang Yanli: You dare say I'm not pretty enough?! Take that!!! [Complete]

Joy of Life, Fan Jian's son who took his place in death: A Grandmaster is nothing! I'll knock you flying with one shoulder! [Complete]

Bottle and Evil, Wu Xie, who bursts out of his clothes whenever Xiao Ge gets into trouble: Just wait there, Xiao Ge. I'll carry you home right now! [Complete]

Love Like the Galaxy, the surviving daughter of the Huo family: Brother, what are you dawdling for? I'll wipe out the Ling family. You just go marry Niaoniao! [Complete]

[Things to know before reading]

1. The God of War is a fragment who possesses a mortal, becoming a cheat-like presence. She calls herself Sa Jia and only appears in moments of crisis. She has few scenes and always disappears in the end.

2. The mortals she possesses have romantic storylines, including both romance and danmei.

3. This story is written for love, and costs nothing. If you like it, let's meet halfway. If you don't, hit the X and don't @ me.

4. This is a repost of an old fic, [Film and TV Crossover] Possessed by a God, Not Split-Personality. If you've read the first three arcs, you can ignore them. If you haven't, feel free to take a look. Thanks.

Please add this to your collection:

[Quick Transmigration] I Am the God of War, Tearing Up the Book of Fate with My Bare Hands

The Old Man Under the Moon cultivates by pairing people up, while the God of Fate cultivates by writing storybooks.

One day, the two immortals got together to chat, and somehow ended up gossiping about the God of War.

The Old Man Under the Moon: The God of War is the master of battle. Who in this world could take her life?

The God of Fate: If I could put her in one of my deadly storybooks, I bet she'd have less than a tenth of her divine power. Then there'd be every kind of murder, from love to revenge. I refuse to believe I couldn't kill her!!!

The unscrupulous Wind God happened to pass by. With a flick of his sleeve, he sent their boastful words straight to the God of War.

The God of War arrived in an instant and planted a hand on the God of Fate's crown: What's the fun in whispering behind my back? Why don't we make a bet instead?

The God of Fate immediately saw red: You're on!!!

And so

A wisp of divine consciousness entered the Book of Fate, defied Heaven's Will, and broke free of certain death!

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First life: Since ancient times, beautiful women have had short lives. A pearl diver dies at the sea-offering ceremony.

The God of Fate planted his hands on his hips: Mwahahaha! You're going to be turtle food from the very start!!!

The Old Man Under the Moon couldn't bear to watch: You tied the God of War up way too tightly.

In the Book of Fate, the pearl diver possessed by the God of War was tied up like a mummy, yet still managed to out-seduce a merfolk, swim furiously for nine thousand meters, make it ashore, and report a crime to the authorities. Her death sentence was broken just like that.

The magistrate leaned so far over his desk that nearly his entire upper body was hanging off it, stunned. "How did you swim here from the neighboring county?!"

The pearl diver had had her eardrums pierced as a child and was hard of hearing. "What did you say, sir? Something about a wok of boiling oil???"

[Blunt, spirited pearl diver X crafty magistrate with more schemes than a honeycomb has holes]

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Second life: The devoted are always betrayed by the faithless. A top-ranked scholar buys a hit to kill his butcher wife.

The God of Fate whined: I'll make you do the filthiest job, and then you'll raise an ungrateful wretch who hires someone to kill you!!!

The Old Man Under the Moon couldn't stop him in time: H-hey, are you all right??? The God of War can turn even a nail file into a weapon. You give her a butcher's knife, and that's no different from giving her a Dragon-Slaying Saber!

In the Book of Fate, the butcher possessed by the God of War sharpened her knife until it gleamed, then discussed things with the top scholar: I've decided to become a bounty hunter. I'll kill the worst people, collect the biggest rewards, and buy you the most expensive brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone!

The top scholar: …

Let the hardiest one be the faithless bastard!

"My darling wife~"

The top scholar leaned against the doorframe, baring his shoulder. "The bed's all warmed up. Come on over~"

But his wife, sharpening her knife with a gleam in her eye, merely glanced at him and said stiffly, "Go back to your room first. And put your clothes on. You'll catch a chill."

[Unromantic butcher girl X charming, captivating top scholar]

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Third life: Frail and sickly, with little time left. A fortune-teller predicts death at seventeen.

The God of Fate sneered: Birth, aging, sickness, and death are only natural. The God of War can just put up with a sickly body.

The Old Man Under the Moon was speechless with grief: Did I forget to tell you... the God of War has an absurdly tough constitution?

In the Book of Fate, the frail God of War drank goji berries soaked in grape wine, practiced tai chi, the Five-Animal Frolics, and the Eight Brocades, and even caught her blood when she coughed it up in a bowl. None of that stopped her from knocking out one petty thug after another with a single punch. When she reached seventeen, her family had already prepared her coffin, but she simply refused to die.

The fortune-teller, saved yet again, insisted on showing up at her door and offering to serve as her adviser for free.

The young lady, cold and aloof, snapped her fingers. ", Throw him out!"

[Frail young lady who believes in everything except fate X shameless fortune-teller whose one and only prediction in life was wrong]

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Fourth life: Born a demon, condemned by everyone.

The God of Fate gritted his teeth: Just wait while I summon everyone in the world, huh?!

The Old Man Under the Moon pounded his chest in despair: Did I forget to tell you again that the God of War is resistant to demonic magic?!

In the Book of Fate, the Demon Lord possessed by the God of War, restored to her full power, was thriving. She unified the demon realm, and the demons' lives were transformed.

The human emperor fidgeted, inching closer and closer. "I told you, as long as the Demon Lord is here, why can't humans and demons live together in love and harmony~"

The Demon Lord, reading a memorial, suddenly stood up. "Insolent fool! Didn't I say the Ghost Market could only open for one day on the fifteenth? Who opened the gates to the underworld without permission?!"

The human emperor stumbled off the Dragon Throne, clutched his backside, and grimaced. "Because... it's the Lantern Festival."

[Demon Lord and God of War, devoted to governing the demon realm X human emperor who wants to become a demon every day]

There are also stories like [Steal bristles from the broom of the Jinx Star to make a writing brush and write a fate that makes the God of War die of bad luck], [Borrow a bundle of red threads from the Old Man Under the Moon to knit a sweater, and make the God of War die of lovesickness], [Let Daiyu possess the God of War, so she weeps at the breeze and buries herself], and many, many more...

Later

When the God of War returned from her tribulations, she discovered that the magistrate, the top scholar, the fortune-teller, the human emperor, and the rest all loved flicking their sleeves, just like the Wind God.

The Wind God glanced away: Well... I just couldn't stand the God of Fate showing off his book and messing with people's destinies.

The Old Man Under the Moon sighed to himself: The Wind God is the true God of Pure Love.

The God of Fate hugged a heap of scraps of paper and sobbed: My Book of Fate! (T ^ T)

Theme: True strength lies in the heart that longs to protect.