Xie Lian mouthed the name to himself but wanted to speak it out loud. The names he had heard in this world were so unlike the ones of his own that sometimes his tongue found it difficult to navigate them. This one, however, seemed that it would be fine. If he was careful enough.
And when his companion said nothing more, Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A poor conversationalist he had found himself it seemed. And so he started by lifting a hand to lightly tug at the silk around his neck. It shifted and slipped away to show the dark cursed shackle around his neck.]
For my sins I was punished. This cursed shackle seals my powers and only the Heavenly Emperor is capable of removing it.
And yet... [Here he smiles as he pulls the silk back to cover himself up.] I have wandered the land for over 800 years and have cultivated diligently. My strength is formidable for someone who was gifted a long life and a great deal of free time.
[Meaning when he wasn't busking or collecting scraps, Xie Lian was training. He was meditating. He was practising in ways that his other Heavenly Officials rarely did as they often felt no need to, once they had attained their position. Xie Lian rarely stopped. And so he was the master of many an art, his abilities were completely natural and not because of his Heavenly Power.]
So as I said, it would depend on your definition. By Heavenly standards I am weak. But by mortal standards I am strong. And by my standards... I am just myself.
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Xie Lian mouthed the name to himself but wanted to speak it out loud. The names he had heard in this world were so unlike the ones of his own that sometimes his tongue found it difficult to navigate them. This one, however, seemed that it would be fine. If he was careful enough.
And when his companion said nothing more, Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A poor conversationalist he had found himself it seemed. And so he started by lifting a hand to lightly tug at the silk around his neck. It shifted and slipped away to show the dark cursed shackle around his neck.]
For my sins I was punished. This cursed shackle seals my powers and only the Heavenly Emperor is capable of removing it.
And yet... [Here he smiles as he pulls the silk back to cover himself up.] I have wandered the land for over 800 years and have cultivated diligently. My strength is formidable for someone who was gifted a long life and a great deal of free time.
[Meaning when he wasn't busking or collecting scraps, Xie Lian was training. He was meditating. He was practising in ways that his other Heavenly Officials rarely did as they often felt no need to, once they had attained their position. Xie Lian rarely stopped. And so he was the master of many an art, his abilities were completely natural and not because of his Heavenly Power.]
So as I said, it would depend on your definition. By Heavenly standards I am weak. But by mortal standards I am strong. And by my standards... I am just myself.