Master Said He'll Be Home Tomorrow

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The first time.

His master said, "Shen Feng, go to the northern border and deal with the demons. You'll be back in just a few days."

Shen Feng believed him.

When he hurried back on his sword, all he saw were shattered remains burning in the flames.

He didn't leave me even a speck of dust.

The second time.

He did whatever it took to bring his master back to life.

His master told him, "Don't worry. I'm going to save the world. I'll be back tomorrow."

Then he turned around and plunged his sword into his own heart.

Shen Feng waited a long time.

His master had lied to him.

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From the master's point of view:

Yan Heng had a disciple who was clever, talented, and well-behaved.

Apart from being a little possessive now and then, he wasn't a problem.

But one day, Yan Heng had to save the world. After much thought, he decided to send his disciple away.

What if the child saw something too bloody and was left traumatized?

His plan was perfect. Once he died and his soul was destroyed, the Heavenly Dao would surely erase every trace of him completely.

So he died without hesitation and without a shred of regret.

A hundred years later, he came back to life for no apparent reason.

Everyone had forgotten him, just as he had hoped.

Then one day, he woke up in a daze.

There were gauzy curtains, a quilt soft as clouds, and one very large disciple dressed in black.

Shen Feng smiled at his master, risen from the dead, demonic energy swirling wildly around him.

Yan Heng closed his eyes in serene acceptance. "Heavens, there must be something wrong with my eyes."

Optimistic, cheerful, mildly beloved by all master on the bottom x once-humble, secretly devoted, loyal-dog-turned-dark-and-aggressive wolf-dog on top

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