A New Chance Means A New Beginning Mdzs

So... I'm back huh? Time to make them pay...

(I do not own the picture above so, credits to the original drawer of the pic)

The Gods bid their goodbyes to me and sent me back to reality. As what God Crescent said earlier before their goodbyes, "you are not in heaven Wei ying, you are currently stuck in my Time and Space dimension, which means you somehow travelled through gaps of loopholes leading you here,"

Crescent paused to look at Wei ying who asked where he was after their argument broke down, "and it seems like you soul made its way here on its own while you were unconscious, haha I never even met a soul that can do that before" Crescent giggled as he saw Wei Ying's face, he had a dumbfounded expression and his mouth was hanging a little. He went closer to the boy and held his chin to close his open mouth snapping Wei Ying back to reality.

"So, may I ask why you guys gave this soul such precious and powerful aritfacts?" The God of Fate asked while crossing his hands with an annoyed face,

"I suggest you shut up Ghôulin... " Liaoúzu glared at The God of Fate also known as 'Ghôulin' to shut him up. And as expected, he is afraid of Liaoúzu.

Ghôulin shut his mouth up and just strolled around the endless space while waiting to be teleported back to his room. The two adults who were left behind with a soul, they chatted for almost an hour or so before saying their goodbyes to Wei Ying,

"And remember, we will meet again soon. Wei Wuxian... " Crescent said skilling while holding hands with his lover, Liaoúzu. And with that Wei Ying travelled through time and saw everything being reversed. His head began to pound so bad and he was knocked unconscious as he hit his head on something.

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Wei Wuxian woke up with a headache and the cold sensation he felt after his core was taken from him, he slowly got up and looked around the area. He recognized this place... He was in Yilling... He then quickly stood up and checked himself, he had the accessories the gods had given him before he was sent back. Now he was so sure he wasn't dreaming this time... He met actual Gods!

'I guess they weren't lying then... ' Wei Ying thought to himself as he walked towards a nearby shiny thing that can reflect his appearance. And he was right, judging by his hight alone he knew he was back in his five year old body, approximately two days before he was picked up by Jiang Fengmian. He had the Yilling Patriarch look before he died but he doesn't look too pale. His clothes were almost the same as he wore but a little smaller to fit his size, his hair in a half ponytail letting all his excess hair fall down on his back but the length is near his shoulder only, he was quite satisfied with it and didnt complain much. He strolled around looking to see if there are any abandoned houses he could shelter from and after a while he found it.

The cottage was small and it was surrounded by thick trees making the cottage seem a bit complicated to find. He went inside the cottage and was surprised to see its white painted walls it's very spacious area in the center with rooms blocked by broken doors and half cleaned then he expected it to be. It has a very big space for a kitchen, living room, work station and a bathroom. He looked deeper into the house and found a little secluded room and it has quite the space inside so he decided to make that place his bathroom. (Idk what I just put here but idc, try to make sense w it 👀)

Soon after Wei Ying was done exploring and sightseeing his surroundings and the cottage he wanted to see if he was able to still control resentful energy. He held the peacock flute on his lips and played a dark tune. Soon enough dark mists covered him and his surroundings with a swift of here and there, a few corpses raised in the middle of the forest walking towards Wei Ying, he was shocked that his ability in his "past" life was still with him so, he then ordered the corpses to renovate and clean the house so for the next few hours he kept playing the flute to make the corpses redo his new home and pausing for a while to take breaths then continuing to play it.