Interstellar Major General x Half-Snake Demon Emperor
A descendant of the Lord of the Infernal Snakes and a god of the Highest Heaven, with a mixed half-god, half-demon bloodline. A demon god prophesied by the Heavenly Dao to destroy the world, scorned by the gods and rejected by the demons. Hunted by both realms since childhood, with his family wiped out and a death curse upon him, he was crowned emperor in his half-snake form. Through bloody methods, he cleansed the Demon Domain and single-handedly slaughtered most of the gods' lineage. He was a tyrant from hell.
That was the most successful villain He Lan Wenying had ever created.
Moody, domineering, and murderous, he embodied every dark and sinister trait.
One day, after transmigrating, He Lan Wenying became the "Demon-Slaying Star" prophesied to kill the emperor. The emperor himself stood right in front of him, his icy snake tail coiling around and around, fresh blood gleaming on his gorgeous scales as it trickled down to He Lan Wenying's feet.
He Lan Wenying, who had written the whole thing himself: "…"
Regret. He regretted everything.
"You're the Demon-Slaying Star?" Ting Naifeisi propped his head up with one hand. His lowered gaze held not a trace of light.
He Lan Wenying: "..."
"No." He lowered his eyes and put on a meek expression, tucking his tail between his legs. When it was time to admit defeat, he admitted defeat.
"No?" Ting Naifeisi gave a soft laugh. "All right."
Before He Lan Wenying could breathe a sigh of relief, a flash of silver sliced through the air and severed his neck.
Given another chance, He Lan Wenying shouted before the Demon Emperor could strike: "Yes, yes, yes! I am! I'm that Demon-Slaying Star!"
"..." The Demon Emperor chuckled, and every hair on He Lan Wenying's body stood on end.
"It seems I've been too gentle all these years. Now anyone can come along and fool me."
He Lan Wenying: "?"
No, wait a second...
"Shrrk!"
Demonic energy came crashing down and split him in two.
Given one more chance, He Lan Wenying ran up the long steps, slipped, and wrapped his arms around the emperor's long tail, tears streaming down his face without a breeze to explain them. "Your Majesty~~~~~~"
The emperor was so disgusted that He Lan Wenying didn't even get to finish. Three more tearing sounds rang out.
"..."
After racking up five kills, He Lan Wenying finally went mad.
"I recall those days of blood-stained tears, alone and forlorn."
"My life goes round and round, yet I never see a hundred years of peace."
1v1, happy ending
P.S. 1. The main characters travel back and forth between two timelines of their own. The later parts contain a lot of interstellar worldbuilding, so this is set in the future.
2. Extreme shippers, please don't read. Feel free to offer suggestions, but no writing advice. There are a thousand faces and ten thousand interpretations. Please be kind and respectful. Personal attacks will be deleted. No need to tell me if you drop the story.
3. This author writes across many genres. There are other kinds of stories in my collection, so please don't read if that bothers you.
4. Sending you all my best wishes with The Emperor Without Form. May every day bring you happiness!
Theme: Finding a way out in the darkest hour
What does Helan's right hand mean?
"Oh, His Majesty the Emperor is so..." This is a big bug for the author~ Why is this so?