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Hollow Facade: Bloodline Ascension

In the year 1018 of the Heavenly Golden Dragon Calendar, the Riverscale Academy hums with life, where young aspirants of the Riverscale Clan seek to master the ancient art of Vein-Weaving—a spiritual connection between the physical body and the life-force known as World Qi. Among these individuals stands Xianlu Koichi, a prodigy with a lineage clouded by hardship and limitations, but fueled by an unyielding resolve to rewrite his destiny. Xianlu’s journey begins within the hallowed halls of Riverscale Academy, where his uncle Yuhen Koichi, a scholar of immense wisdom despite his frail body, imparts ancient tales of the Tea Koi—magical koi infused with the essence of different teas, revered for their power to protect harmony. These stories, filled with battles against the malevolent beasts, inspire Xianlu not just to study, but to transcend his own limitations. For while his veins may falter in conventional cultivation, his mind and understanding of Vein-Weaving offer him a unique path forward—a way to forge a legacy that resonates with the spirit of the legendary Tea Dragons. Through trial and sacrifice, Xianlu discovers his place among the students of Riverscale, earning respect through his keen intellect and compassion. Unlike others born with noble bloodlines, Xianlu relies on the purity of his heart and the unbreakable connection to World Qi. His vision goes beyond power—he seeks to help others who have been told they are unworthy, to carve a space for those deemed ‘less than’ in a society obsessed with lineage and strength. Yet, as Xianlu continues to grow, a deeper destiny stirs within him. It is in the crucible of hardship and failure that he awakens as something more—a master puppeteer of fate itself. Through the mastery of Virtue as his weapon, Xianlu perfects the Riverscale Clan according to his will, reshaping its future with wisdom and compassion. His threads of destiny are not bound by strength alone, but by the subtle manipulation of balance, weaving a new era where the marginalized rise, and harmony is restored through unity.
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Cursed Facade

“Wake up.” The icy splash of water jolted Jasmine awake, her breath hitching as reality crashed down. Disoriented and trembling, she barely registered a hand striking her cheek. The sharp sting and the metallic tang of blood grounded her in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Sebastian loomed over her, his presence as sharp and cold as the venom in his voice. “Welcome, princess. How do you find Montague's hospitality?” His smirk was colder than the water dripping from her face. “I bring news,” he continued, his words cutting like a blade. “Your father has finally met justice—straight to hell.” Jasmine froze, tears welling in her eyes. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “What happened to my father? What did you do to him?” Sebastian’s smirk twisted into something darker. “What did I do?” he repeated, his voice low and venomous. “I gave your father exactly what he deserved—for destroying my sister’s life, for tearing my family apart.” He leaned in closer, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “But don’t mistake this for an ending, Jasmine. This is only the beginning.” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please—you’ve got it wrong. My father and I would never harm anyone!” Sebastian’s grip tightened on her chin, his unrelenting gaze boring into her. “Spare me your innocence,” he hissed. “I should be glad he’s dead—but I’m not because I didn’t kill him myself. So I’ll settle for you. Every tear, every ounce of pain, will torment him in his grave.” Even as fear consumed her, Jasmine’s voice trembled with defiance. “You’re wrong. Whatever you think you know, it’s a lie.” Jasmine’s memories were fragmented, her past shrouded in mystery. She couldn’t even remember her father’s face, let alone the sins this man accused them of. She didn’t know where to begin, or who to turn to for answers. But one thing was clear: He wasn’t just her captor—he was her storm. And the storm between them had only begun.
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