✧ a child with fiery bright hair and horns is put over his mother's shoulder⸒ as the noblewoman's legs threaten to give out as she finally makes it to the xianzhou luofu. just a hundred years after the high cloud quintet was no more—- although the ashenweavers did not worship the hunt, instead a variety of aeons depending on the ethnicity, but still, how was a general supposed to deny a dying woman shelter? and so⸒ you became the divine foresight's first student. a hundred years later, your master calls you into the seat of divine foresight; since you are rising up the ranks of the cloud knights, and will soon be considered a lieutenant─── will you continue to be natsuhiko, or will your name be something different entirely? you do not give your master a direct response immediately, instead thinking it over until the night before your promotion. your fingers twist a piece of xianzhou chess between them, your brows focused. "yunjie," you decide on. that will be your name from now on: the xianzhou's verse of sunlight.
⟡ you've just made it to captain the day you come home to a blonde haired infant cradled between your master's arms. you drop to your knees, bowing your head—- and jingyuan gives a hearty laugh, your master urging you to pick up your head. this boy is yanqing, your shidi, and officially when jingyuan is too busy, he will be your responsibility. your master briefly explains what a bodyguard is, but you already know. how could you not? you had one when you were still in kiayama. from this day forth... the young prodigy will be under your protection, until the day flames engulf you.