The Meek Cannon Fodder Bottom

Tsundere Young Master Top x Dopey Wooden Bottom

The cannon-fodder bottom died three times in all.

The first time was on his wedding night with the protagonist bottom. The protagonist top pierced his heart with an arrow to seize the divine artifact inside him.

The last things he saw were the protagonist bottom's hands drenched in blood and the tears at the corners of his eyes. The cannon-fodder bottom wanted to reach out and wipe away his tears, but his strength suddenly failed halfway there...

He died quietly in the protagonist bottom's arms.

The second time was after he was reborn for the first time. To save the protagonist bottom, he willingly self-destructed, taking the protagonist top down with him.

Not a trace of his body remained.

The third time was after he was reborn for the second time, on the night before his wedding to the protagonist bottom.

...It was also the third day after the protagonist bottom's death.

He held the protagonist bottom's corpse as they completed their wedding ceremony.

Then he died quietly in his arms.

*

When he opened his eyes again, the cannon-fodder bottom discovered he was alive once more.

Vague memories churned in his mind, but he could never make them out clearly. Then, without warning, something called the System shattered the haze.

The System said, "Wei Sanshui, you're going to die."

It had been saying that for ten years. The cannon-fodder bottom had heard it so often that he was used to it. But just when he thought life would go on peacefully, the unexpected happened:

The protagonist bottom and the protagonist top had both found him.

*

The protagonist top was cruel and wicked, while the protagonist bottom was gentle and kind. Even a fool could tell whom he should go with.

The clever cannon-fodder bottom immediately latched onto the protagonist bottom.

As it turned out, the protagonist top never hurt him again. Whenever the cannon-fodder bottom narrowly escaped death, he would congratulate himself on his good luck.

Until that day came.

*

Wei Sanshui would never forget that day.

All he could see was red. He watched Song Chengyu's soul disappear before his eyes, little by little. He was helplessly immersed in a pool of blood, doing everything he could to catch Song Chengyu's soul, even just a tiny piece of it...

But all he could grasp was emptiness.

As Song Chengyu departed, Wei Sanshui's hazy memories gradually unlocked.

They had missed each other again.

Four lifetimes of reincarnation.

It had never been so-called good luck that saved him.

It was his husband, Song Chengyu.

Wei Sanshui was overcome with grief.

Time and again, he had escaped death.

It was Song Chengyu's remnant soul that had helped him escape danger again and again. Song Chengyu had protected him with his life, saving him time and time again across four cycles of reincarnation.

But fate could never be changed.

His husband had been completely obliterated over the course of four lifetimes.

All to save him.

*

An overwhelming hatred nearly swallowed Wei Sanshui whole.

Four lifetimes of reincarnation.

Wei Sanshui had always accepted his lot and believed in fate. So he was broken by reality and tormented by destiny, separated from Song Chengyu again and again.

Separated.

Again and again, he watched himself part from Song Chengyu.

But why?

Why?

Why should he deserve to die?

Why should he have to accept his fate?

Why is it that in this world, good people die young while evil people live forever? Why, why, why? Tell me, why!

His anger swelled and grew. At last, Wei Sanshui lifted the sword he had never been able to raise. He rose to his feet, step by step, his gaze fierce.

Perhaps Wei Sanshui shouldn't believe in fate.

No, that's not right.

Wei Sanshui should never have believed in fate.

The Heavenly Dao was unfair, blind, and deliberately cruel, intent on breaking every person doomed to suffer.

All its excuses were nothing but grand-sounding lies.

The Heavenly Dao only favored the children it chose to favor.

Those it didn't favor, it destroyed.

Even if they were all living things.

It was as if the sword in his hand had gathered the power of all creation in an instant. Wei Sanshui finally saw reality clearly, tightened his grip on the hilt, and stared coldly at the pitch-black sky.

So what if he wasn't favored? He wasn't afraid anymore.

Never again.

He would defy the decree of Heaven, even if the price was the destruction of his soul, even if the price was eternal damnation.

Even if the price was disappearing forever.

He would never regret it.

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Content warnings:

1. This makes no logical sense. I'm just writing whatever, so read at your own risk. If you don't like it, run.

2. Song Chengyu x Wei Sanshui, spoiled young master top x dopey bottom. Whoever comes first is the top.

3. Both are virgins.

[Thanks for reading. I wish you all peace, happiness, good health, and joy.]

Theme: My fate is mine, not Heaven's. I don't believe in destiny, only in myself.