Path Choice: Hunt
||Long overdue thoughts regarding how DH obtains his paths and what it means to him. I did want to like write a drabble about it, but now have this short summary of my thoughts.
The Hunt
Initially, Dan Heng followed The Hunt because he feels like he should. Ever since he was born, he was educated of Dan Feng life and crimes (or more like drilled it into his head). Because he is Dan Feng reincarnation, Dan Heng had to bear his punishment.
By following the Path of the Hunt, the Reignbow Arbitor, Dan Heng feels that "he" (Dan Feng) can find redemption- forgiveness for his sins. That way, Dan Heng won't be haunted by that man past anymore.
There is some idea that Dan Heng met Lan in a dream before he was sentenced to banishment. Unable to recognize the vast space around him, he sees a shooting star moving too fast for his eyes to follow: Beautiful but terrifying. All he hears, as arrows of light descends toward him, are along the lines of: "A Scion of Permanence? The Azure Dragon who attempted to drag the Stars into the ancient sea. Very well. If you seek to redeem your crimes, then take my arrows and vow to annihilate all of Yaoshi spawns in your path."
Then Dan Heng wakes up, confused about his dream. He had no time to decipher it when he's escorted out of the Luofu; exiled. The first signs of Lan blessing are subtle:
The first signs of wind gathering in the palm of his hand (a gift to hide the waters running down his veins)
The confidence he feels unflinching in the face of danger as he wields his spear.
The whispers in the back of his mind (Dan Feng? Lan? Who?) that guides him how to keep his footsteps quiet, to find weaknesses against his opponents, and know when to retreat/fight.
But upon his first meeting with Blade as they clashed, Dan Heng realizes the impact of Lan blessings. The single-minded focus he had, his defenses shifting to pure offensive, and the aggressiveness in his strikes he never had before all because of Blade as his enemy. The fury and hate that tastes like bile in his throat does not belong to him.
It belongs to Lan, and it is Lan that controls him at this moment.
Dan Heng hates it. He hates it even more when he feels something else fighting within him- Permanence, Dan Feng maybe. Struggling to keep Lan power at bay, forcing Dan Heng to stagger in his movements and slow (barely avoiding the lethal strikes of Blade).
Oh, Dan Heng is sick to his core that he has no control at the moment. He hates the feeling that he is never free, even in his own body he has no autonomy.
The first time he stabs Blade in the heart, Dan Heng finally feels like himself. He throws up, the whispers in the back of his mind slowly fading. He believes it was Lan at the moment, but the many times after that...
Dan Heng only slayed Blade if the situation is necessary, and it was within his own choice. In a way, he feels like Lan is watching nearby and mocking him.
The thing is, an Aeon's blessing is also a curse for Dan Heng, he was unaware at the time that the beast he killed many times is the same man his previous incarnation, Dan Feng, dearly loves.
And remember, Lan only requirement for Dan Heng in exchange for his blessings (and allowing him to follow his path) is simple: Annihilate Yaoshi spawns in his path. :)))
Inspired by @everlastiingiimmortals and their amazing Jing Yuan Erudition Path HC's. >:333
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last tomgreg prison post for the night sorry but.
Greg shows up at a white-collar prison and is like "this is basically like summer camp we just get to do crafts and activities and sit around for a couple of years? easy peasy" and Tom immediately tries to strangle him, threatening to bump up their security level at least by one
if they're sharing a room you know Greg is also treating this like the longest sleepover ever and the only thing Tom knows to do to consistently shut Greg up long enough to get some sleep is fucking him raw
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I like the “Spamton possessed a mannequin after dying” theory but not in the context that he died from the acid but he died trying to live on the street. (A cut due to slight discussion of death)
Like I’m not saying it’s impossible to live out in the street that long but with Spamton, the unluckiest addison ever, it would be pretty slim. The idea it was too cold or he was oddly hungry or trying to rest after a really bad encounter and he just wanted to rest so he huddles up in the garbage and specifically a discarded mannequin. He thinks the warmth is just the lull of sleep or he’s not hungry anymore cause he’s too tired or the pain is finally fading to a more tolerable numbness. He wakes up feeling better, like nothing was every bothering him in the first place only to see himself still huddled up with the trash before realization sets in. The horror and the pain he’s feeling looking at himself, the shame at his final moments and resting place. It all culminating into this refusal to go out like that and somehow binding himself with the mannequin. The triumph in his second chance at life only to realize as the years progressed that maybe stories end where they do for a reason…
I feel like this fits better just with how much of a will to keep going Spamton has: Nothing, not even death, will stop him from being what he wants to be. The idea he kept going and persisted so his story wouldn’t end as a pawn, a puppet, discarded in the streets… ironic seeing how it actually ends.
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specifically thinking abt azure being slowly. idk, brainwashed is the closest i can think to describe it, but its more like he was medically&magically forced to become like an automaton to his father, in mordecai’s last-ditch attempt to control azure. and how his father eventually set azure on chrysi (more like jacks and castor fucking got in the way of mordecai’s stupid plans, then chrysi tried to bail out those two idiots and caught mordecai’s eye). and how azure can’t bring himself to hurt chrysi, no matter how little control he has over his own actions. and how that would cause mordecai to hurt azure worse. and how azure, normally so proud of his self-control and self-possession, is tormented by his utter inability to choose for himself. in addition to, you know, the horrors.
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