They All Say the Fallen Marshal Had a Secret Crush on Me

[Click the author’s profile to check out these upcoming stories: Reborn as the Master of a Corrupted Honmaru, Where Is the Master’s Sword Warrior Secret Identity?, and When Natsume Becomes a Master. Support the author’s Touken Ranbu stories!] “From the moment I was born, I have loved you, beyond life and death.” Wen Zhi regained consciousness in the darkness and discovered that he had been reborn in the interstellar world once more. The world’s consciousness had thoughtfully given him a perfect body identical to his original one, a vast fortune, and, oh, his old account. Wait, his account?! Wen Zhi jolted upright, though he was still at death’s door. With trembling hands, he opened his messaging account, and more than 999 unread messages popped up. Then he nearly keeled over from sheer shock. Wen Zhi had a little quirk: he would send messages to himself on messaging apps, treating himself as a confidant. When he transmigrated into the interstellar universe, he made himself an account and sent messages to it, day in and day out for decades. Back then, though, he was using the secret identity Tang Baiyu. Who was Tang Baiyu? [Tang Baiyu possessed the highest-rated 3S-level mental strength and physical abilities. He piloted the battle armor known as a divine creation, Radiance, and was the Federation’s greatest fighter of all time. Ever calm, wise, and resolute, he led humanity out of darkness and into the light. Celebrated as humanity’s savior, a bulwark against the Zerg and the protector of mankind, the famed Federation Marshal died in the decisive battle against the Zerg Queen in Star Year 2397, taking her down with him.] A renowned marshal, a savior, killed in battle. Killed in battle. So after he died, people uncovered the account he’d used to send messages. The good news: only a handful of people knew about it. The bad news: they were all formidable, troublesome people. … Tang Baiyu’s death was a wound that cleaved their hearts, a truth they could not bear to face. In their despair, they gathered his belongings, only to discover the account he’d kept so carefully hidden. Countless messages brimmed with emotions Tang Baiyu had never shown anyone. He had sent them, overflowing with love, but they had never been received. The account belonged to the person Tang Baiyu had loved with such devotion. The person who had rejected that devoted love. They had to find him. … Everyone else: Wen Zhi, he loved you so much. Wen Zhi, cringing so hard his toes curled: Bullshit! Wen Zhi: Someone save me! My peaceful life is over! Stay away from me! … “You are the anchor that binds me to this world, the one who gives meaning to my otherwise empty soul.” “You are the love that makes me embrace the world.” 1. The main personality × the secondary personality, a kind of narcissistic romance 2. Tang Baiyu, the secondary personality, is not dead 3. Probably drowning in angst. Maybe it’s a story where everyone thinks he loves him, and, in fact, he really does Upcoming stories below Reborn as the Master of a Corrupted Honmaru: Male protagonist, no romance After endlessly lamenting that life would be so much better if it were Touken Ranbu, asking if you really couldn’t be the little emperor of a Honmaru, and insisting that in his next life he had to be a master, Dongyun You finally transmigrated. With a Touken Ranbu golden finger, but a watered-down version. The good news: It’s the Touken Ranbu world, he has a Honmaru, and he really is its master. The bad news: His abilities aren’t compatible, so he can’t forge any swords. He can only use the System’s gacha, and there are a ton of rules holding him back. He has to supply some kind of power to activate it, but the Honmaru can’t function without swords, and the System still wants him dead. How is he supposed to be the little emperor of his Honmaru like this? After the System’s introduction knocked him flat, Dongyun You crawled around in a gloomy mood for a while. Then he thought of how beautiful his swords were and gritted his teeth as he opened the gacha screen. Dongyun You was stunned by a whole page of shattered, corrupted, dark character cards in the pool. …Good grief, why does this lousy System have to pull this kind of stuff? Dongyun You drew a card with reverence, and got a hit on his first try. It was Mikazuki Munechika, dressed in black with a red lining, his hair so dark it was almost black. Before Dongyun You could think it over, his attention was caught by the face that suddenly leaned close and the dark red eyes, each containing a crescent moon, as they opened. Their close connection carried an almost obsessive intimacy and possessiveness. …Mom! Dongyun You was instantly dizzy with infatuation. He happily threw himself into miraculous sword gacha, er, Honmaru development, diligently checking in each day to share posts and claim resources, milking the System for all it was worth and working hard to level up But nobody told him that “checking in and sharing” meant livestreaming snippets. And that they would be made public on the most widely used site in the current era. It wasn’t until Dongyun You had finally assembled a team of swords with a bit of training and sent them on a sortie that he came face-to-face with a time-government enforcement squad. What the heck! I’m an abusive master? Really? Me? Who’s spreading this garbage? Dongyun You ran off in a panic, and from then on he was even more careful about what he said and did. Gradually, public opinion began to turn: I’m not an abusive master, right, exactly, wait, the corrupted swords are manipulating and abusing him? No, no, that can’t be right either, can it? How could one describe a bond like theirs? Resolute, obsessive, unyielding. Nothing could come between them or sever their connection. They were so tightly entwined, and clearly both of them were more than happy with it. He willingly opened himself to them, and they willingly became the swords in his hands. ∥ A shorter story Not a secret identity story. The sword warriors aren’t the protagonist’s secret identities; they’re real sword warriors. Theme: Love yourself and grow stronger