I'm really not the Saviour! (我唔係救主囖!) [danmei/BL xuanhuan]

59 - You mean it's still not over?

A/N: Just the epilogue after this, team :)

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On the mountaintop, five figures.

Only Wong Tang was standing. Her robes shimmered pale gold.

Gaam Yuk Ying, swords by his sides, and Chan Bik sat cross-legged, facing each other. Their respective Masters sat behind them, and hand on their backs.

"Ascension is unlike the enlightments you have received so far," Wong Tang said. "To shed your physical form, to become a being of thought and spirituality, nothing can compare to it.

"We will do our best to help you, and you may do your best to help each other. But in the end, you alone must take the final step. Life into power, power into divinity. Take your divinity, and let it go into nothing. Good luck, children."

Further north, at the edge of Tsaam Lam, Yuen Muk sat in a pine tree, Tsaam Lei perched beside him. They couldn't stay too close to the Ascension site, it was too dangerous. Yuen Muk could only watch from afar.

"I think old Leoi Wo's overreacting." Tsaam Lei idly scratched his ear with a hind foot. "Of course divine intervention will cause some stuff to happen, but it can't be that bad."

"Have you told her that?"

"... No. I think some part of me knows she's right." Tsaam Lei sniffed the pine -laden air. "It's like... It's like when a human comes along and cuts down a tree. Once the tree is gone, what then? A space opens in the canopy, sunlight pours in, new plants fight to grow as fast as they can in that new space.

And was that supposed to happen? Is the human an intervening force?

"The way I see it, no, it's natural. Humans are part of this world, whether they admit it or not. But a god? An Immortal? When an existence that isn't truly of this world begins to interfere...

"Immortals Ascend from their humanity and become something inhuman. The Ng Dzeung came to the Mortal Realm from the Heavens in the first place to fill it with things, but now their job is done. I think, in the end, Old Leoi's right."

"Why did you say you disagreed with her, before?"

Tsaam Lei's ears drooped. "Because I don't want all my friends to leave."

"I'm still here. And Lady Gong, and Queen Gong Ming Dzue."

The little fox shook himself. "I just feel like things will change. I can't explain it... but I can... I can almost smell it."

On the mountaintop, Wong Tang asked, "Are you ready?"

In the pines, Tsaam Lei said, "I'm scared."

On the mountaintop, two humans breathed deeply of the cold air.

In the pines, Yuen Muk closed his eyes.

One heartbeat. Two.

A howling gale struck the mountaintop.

Yuen Muk's eyes snapped open, and he half-rose, almost toppling from his precarious position in the pine tree.

Wong Tang was still upright, just. Fists and teeth clenched, Gaam Yuk Ying and Chan Bik braced themselves against the howling wind.

Yuen Muk felt himself gritting his teeth along with them. How was anyone supposed to let go of anything under such circumstances?

Chan Bik's hair was torn loose of its bindings. The pink azaleas whipped away into the sky, scattering petals. She screamed in pain, the wind lacerating her clothes and skin. Ling Gwong was growing frantic.