Lost in my thoughts I forget about the coming Heavenly Trial and wiped out from training, trying to adjust to a new role, and worrying about the present and future, I pass out.
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I begin preparing for my Heavenly Trial in the next few months. My time in the Mortal Realm was over for now but I hoped I would be able to return to it sometime. I began by mass cultivating myself and before I know it I can feel that the time for the Heavenly Trial was close.
In the Heavenly Realm I sleep the length of a human day and then I sit in the areas of flowers, rain, and sunshine and absorb the energy available to me. In my very limited spare time the thoughts I have towards what is growing in my womb all point to the same conclusion: I am not ready nor do I want to be a mother yet. I know it and surely those around me know it too. I wish I had aged or at least chosen when and who I was going to have a child with. When I could tell my mind had wandered too far I decide to go for a run, a stroll or a lazy flight through the lotus gardens or I decide to go the Peach Blossom Forest of Zheng Zhi.
After a while I visit Uncle Ye and asked him to tell me about what information I need to know about my fetus. Uncle Ye wasn't surprised when I came to see him, in fact he let on that he was more shocked that it took me abmonth of Heavenly Realm time.
"Niece, it took you too long to come to me for answers. By now you can tell you won't have the nine month gestation of a human and you might not be able to experience the six year gestation of an Immortal. Based on what knowledge is known of other births mainly humans mingling with Immortals, right now you seem to be in for a gestation period between a fort night over fourteen months to at least a year," Uncle Ye grumbles on. "This is tricky, tricky but I swear it predestined," Uncle Ye mumbles to himself setting some treats before me. "seems everyone forgot because it didn't happen to the first three Phoenix daughters that this seemed to be meant for. Everyone sees you as the Dragons daughter because you got some different color feathers and small dragon mark on your forms, but no you are a part of this old prophecy," Uncle Ye complained as he dug around in a truck full of oddities and precious wares. He pulled out a scroll that seemed to be half burnt and sealed with a very very old seal. Uncle Ye slammed it down and was about to open it.
"Wait, if it's a prophecy tell me without the entire history lesson I'm sure is hidden in that scroll. Please," I asked honestly wanting the simple version. Uncle Ye paused and gave a chuckling sound.
"Alright I'll tell it to you straight. Back when your grandfather was still nestled in the safety of mother's belly a great war broke out between the Heavens and Hell. The Mortal realm was very much undisturbed, save for a few of the Immortals and Demons who wanted no part of the war. In one of the groups of Immortals who left was a great wise old sage of destiny, he was a renowned Star Lord. As the war came to a close he was sent a shocking warning. This war would be the last of our bloody wars for a bloodier war would brew," Uncle Ye paused and fetched an old map and a scrap of cloth with a Phoenix on it, she smiled at a swollen belly and the map was of the world before the last Heavens against Hells War. "The prophecy doomed a member of the Heavens Phoenix clan would fall in love with a Demon and they would create a blood thirsty Farie. The fairy would absorb the powers of both the mother and father before it would plunge all the realms into a war against each other," Uncle Ye sighed hoping this prophecy had nothing to do with me. "The prophecy tells that it is a Phoenix and a Demon of War who create a child of their love. In a way should you give birth to a daughter the destiny could be hers or if you have a don it could be his daughters fate, but you should know what is at stake with all that has been warned. There is a lot more to this prophecy and you should take the scroll and read it," Uncle Ye strongly suggested.
"I have heard your warning, I'll take the scroll and use it for light reading, and I hope this prophecy is out of date or expired, let it plague another time," I conceded, gathering the scroll and sneaking away the entire plate of pastries Uncle Ye had left in front of me. "I'll be back every month or until the fet- child become incompatible or if it decided to stick around," I said hoping that if I had this child I would raise it to learn to be lived, love the worlds, and love itself.
I used teleported to a cool crystal lake at the farthest edges of the Heavenly Realm. The lake flowed into the mortal realm and down the Mountain of Icy Pear Blossoms. The forest of Icy Pear Blossoms was guarded by legendary creatures making it hard for mortals or demons to occupy the Mountain. Sitting in a tree that over looked the Mortal Realms I could meditate and cultivate clean energy. Lost in my thoughts I forgot about the coming Heavenly Trial and wiped out from training, trying to adjust to a new role, and worrying about the present and future, I passed out. I was tracing the thoughts in my mind and unraveling the inner mess I had just created when awoke to hear a colossal bolt shoot from the sky above straight at me. In the next moment I was struck by several heavenly lightning bolts and was knocked from the heavens. As I fell a shape shielded me from more of the bolts and someone leaped to catch me, only to be cast aside by some of the incoming bolts.
In the end I crashed into the Mortal realm and didn't get back up. I was found by one of the legendary forest creatures who guarded the mountain took me to a large cabin built for many people but no one had lived in it for a long time. The shape I had seen was like a pair of my wings but on fire, something I had only seen happen to mother when she went through rebirth many thousands of years ago. The damage caused by the trial and by falling to the Mortal realm was not repaired by the new energy I recieved for passing my trial. Instead the shape I had seen imprinted itself on my back, sealed my powers, and sealed my memories except for that of a past life where I died at a young age seventeen.