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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. After an hour or two of wandering through the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. Because of the strange phenomena during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay. You will then be escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the Iris moon and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals.

The next destination: Prismatica.

▶ There and Back Again
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

A Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

B As a Remooning gift from the Lunar Scientia Headquarters, the dedicated team from the Amphoria Room has released their latest perfected technology: Amphoria Pods. These VR Pods, which can fit up to four people at a time, have been set up in the gaming hub within Level 1’s PrismaPlace. They allow users to upload sceneries of their world in order to create a realistic holographic landscape of their homes that others can access and play around with, granting everyone the means to relive past memories with their loved ones as well as interact with the bestiary of other worlds. The pods also use the same technology that enhanced the popular virtual game, League Match Action Online (LmaO), which means you’re liable to feel the chill of cold environments, the burning heat from boiling water, the hard slap of your ex-lover, or the biting sting of a stray wasp. All who use the Amphoria Pods for the first time this year will also receive a small amount of Chroma in case things get too real.

▶ God Save Us from the Queen
Level 1, PrismaPlace and Level 2, Greatmoon Groves | top

The first month of the year is packed with two of the most important winter events this season: Queen Elara’s birthday and the League Match Action Online (LmaO) PVP semi-finals. It just so happens that the Queen of Lunatia is also a huge LmaO fan. Coincidence? Definitely not! LmaO players and royal family fans alike can meet her at PrismaPlace, where she will be appearing in cosplay of her favorite hero, Ah-Kari, while holding a body pillow of Commander GareBear. You, too, can get an autograph or selfie with the birthday girl if you’re willing to fall in line! Her bodyguards will also be in LmaO cosplay, keeping the crowd under control during the long wait.

Queen Elara

Good day to you all! This may come as a surprise to our guests the Moonblessed, but I am a normal person despite my exalted position. Please do not think of me today as Queen Elara. Instead... my name is Ah-Kari, sorceress of the crystal! With my soul fan blades, through the darkness, I shall slice all who dare hurt my commander in twain!

But when she is not meeting and greeting...

Queen Elara

My comrades, we're going to make history today. We're going for a new record. Perhaps the highest kill counts or the fastest clear for this map — it matters not. We’ve practiced day and night for this tournament, so let us show everyone that we’re not to be taken lightly! Also, the livestream is going in the royal archive, so make your successors proud!!

... she will be furiously grinding her character and training her skills in LmaO in the hopes of qualifying for the finals. Spectators will see her bring her own team full of hapless palace attendants who are there to either serve as her practice match partners or provide support to the one-woman army that is Queen Elara.

PrismaPlace is packed with giant crowds, many of them also in cosplay. While the semi-finals are taking place, new and old LmaO players alike can participate in the game’s current campaign: players who form teams get an improved chance of spawning unique monsters as well as winning rare items and skins in those prized lootboxes! Teams can also try to clear the event’s story together, featuring an aerial battle fought on griffin-back, which is heavily inspired by the popular Lunatian epic, The Battle of Abraxas, a colorful and complex story about the conflict between two families fighting over the fictional land of griffins, Abraxas.

A Progression in the event requires acquiring a griffin mount and getting it ready for battle. You can lure a wild one to yourself with a special veggie pie on a fishing pole. Should the griffin reject the lure, your character will be caught in a wind gaol and can only break out with the help of other players. Should you succeed, raising the griffin is a tedious task that involves players training alongside their respective griffins, running laps with them, taking them to hunt monsters, and feeding them properly. Depending on their diet, the food you give them will affect the color of its plumage and their battle stats.

Or you can skip the hard work and simply moonlace with your teammates through all the progression bars and required materials to save time. Once finished, you’ll be able to battle one another through the thunderous aerial domain of Abraxas. Clearing the event will net you an event-exclusive skin inspired by the royal family’s shining celestial robes and a weapon skin of a body pillow with your favorite character, so do your best!

B In celebration of Queen Elara’s birthday, the office of the royal household is hosting a modest tea party in the Greatmoon Groves. Swiffy bots that are normally programmed to remind visitors to keep the groves clean are now playing a birthday jingle on repeat. For people who prefer to be away from the blinding neon lights and the thumping techno music of PrismaPlace, this is the ideal escape. Unlimited tea and cookies are being served!

The tea is a soft-colored lilac concoction made from Ehrysian tea leaves that are known to cause a huge spike of alertness and is popular to Moon Knights and office workers with long night shifts as well as gamers for those all-night grinding sessions. The assorted cookies have either Ah-Kari or Commander GareBear printed on them. In case it isn't obvious yet, both are the birthday girl’s favorite LmaO characters.

Any Moonblessed looking for extra income is welcome to be royal attendants for the day; the hours are paid by Demichroma. They must be properly dressed up as maids or butlers (outfits provided by the royal household) as they serve tables.

▶ Say Cheese
Level 3, Caihong | top

Meanwhile, Caihong is in the midst of Remooning festivities in celebration of the new year, and merriment usually lasts a fortnight, filled with fireworks in the sky. Upon entering the district, beautiful Prismals with rat ears and tails greet you with a Happy Remooning and eagerly tug you along to join in.

Those welcomed will receive a pack of multi-colored sparklers, mooncakes topped with cheese, and a glowing drink called Champagne Supernova, poured in a thin glass in your hand. If you are over eighteen, the rat Prismals will ask if you prefer your drink with a kick. If you say yes, then they will add flavorful ice that causes extreme intoxication and might leave you to be susceptible to all levels of suggestion. Saying no (or if you’re under 18) will simply leave it as a sweet drink.

A One of the party games being played by the locals is called Lucky Tail, which is basically pinning the tail on the holographic rat stand-in — with a twist, it must be played with a partner! Another participant will blindfold you, spin you around, then push you forward. The stand-in is located at the end of unsteady elevated platforms forming a maze, filled to the brim with distracting objects underneath. They’re long, they’re thick, and they’re vibrating furiously in an attempt to knock you off the platforms.

Your partner must guide you by voice to successfully navigate through the maze! The game is rigged with various mechanisms, so stepping on specific platforms will activate a number of traps against you or your partner: machines that may tickle, drop colorful slime, or cause the platform to repetitively spin, and who knows what else?

Should you manage to get through the obstacle course and pin the tail successfully, you and your partner will win copious amounts of Demichroma, courtesy of Buwan from Buwan’s Stop.

B Another attraction is a fun magic glamour booth known for its face or body swap features. The booth staff, clad in their festive rat paraphernalia, will encourage you and your friends to take aesthetic shots using an illusion generator. The effects last an hour. Photographed images can be instantly uploaded and shared in Prismagram. New year, new you! Why not take the chance to celebrate this momentous occasion in a unique fashion? It’s all in good humor.

There are two buttons to press: (A) CUSTOM or (B) RANDOM. Pressing A will allow participants to customize their desired effects. Pressing B will cause the illusion magic to randomly rearrange participants in questionable positions, new outfits (or lack thereof), and you may even come out of the booth looking like your best friend or your worst rival. The possibilities are endless!

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[his lungs forget how to work properly when jiang cheng presses that kiss against his knuckles. it's these little things that he does, things that zixuan wasn't expecting. things that remind him that this isn't just something he's doing, but also of who he's doing it with.

he turns his hand over, touching jiang cheng's face with it briefly, clumsily expressing the same kind of affection.

and then he has to breathe when he pushes into him. his hand goes to jiang cheng's shoulder and the other to his hip, fingers curling into his skin. the stretch and sting of it is strange but good, and zixuan wills himself to relax and make it easier on the both of them.

he takes a shaky breath, feeling warmer with jiang cheng's eyes on him. but he wouldn't have them anywhere else. on me. his eyelids grow heavier and there's a smile on his lips before jiang cheng hits a spot that makes them fall open on a moan. one that forms his name. his hips tip up, body shamelessly begging even if jin zixuan would never say the words.

but then, he never imagined that jiang cheng would feel this good either.]

[ It's a thousand perfect sensations at once, it's all the splendor of a glittering night sky. There's the warmth of Jin Zixuan's hand on his cheek, his shoulder, his hip, a stardust trail of a lover's touch. There's the quiet intake of breath, the delicate furrow of his lover's brow, the subtle tremor of muscle on his exhale.

And then there's that smile, so rare upon Jin Zixuan's lips that Jiang Cheng's own breath catches.

There has never been a reward greater than the moan that spills from Zixuan's lips, no triumph or word of praise Jiang Cheng regards with more pride. That it carries his name shakes him to the core, Zidian responding to his fluster, electric current lapping with its master's hunger where his hand is braced against Zixuan's hip.

He needs no more prompting than that shift of his partner's hips, lifting him up for a better angle as he settles upon a rhythm, slow to start but soon driving himself into Jin Zixuan's pliant body with brutal force. The bed creaks and the headboard scrapes and Jiang Cheng palms over his lover's cock to stroke in time with his thrusts, consumed with the vision that is Jin Zixuan's pleasure. ]

[every thrust punches another sound out of him. but how quickly his body adjusts, fitting jiang cheng's cock the way a sword fits its sheath. his legs go around him while his hands explore his lover, the lean muscle of his arms and back. the boldness in personal relations that he's always lacked is there now.

it's really there now. both of zixuan's hands find jiang cheng's shoulders and push as if to stop him.]

Cheng..Let me...

[if jiang cheng gives him his way, jin zixuan will have him on his back, a moment taken to catch his breath and slide his hands over his lover's hips and torso, drinking in the sight of beautiful dark eyes and flushed skin beneth him. he wishes he had more time to explore every inch of him, memorize the touch and taste of him. but his body is hungry and demanding, so he slowly slides back over his length. he takes a shaky breath, eyes fluttering closed for just a moment before he starts to ride him, lifting up and down. the change in position bought them a few more seconds, just a little more time to be joined like this. he never wants it to end, but zixuan can tell from the way jiang cheng looks at him and the way he fills him, it won't be long before he comes.

he lets zidian - lets jiang cheng - determine the pace, moving faster the stronger the purple current becomes.]

[ With Jin Zixuan, here in this moment, Jiang Cheng finds himself so many things he's never been, never dared to be. He's eager and giving, yielding and willing, readily responsive to his lover's every movement, every breath. When Jin Zixuan's hands make that staying motion, he stops without thought or question, laying back as bidden with the quiet thrill of a man who's never been allowed to be anything but his mother's idea of strength and dignity.

He finds is heart somewhere in his throat, this pleasure all the sweeter from the tender ache of fondness and admiration that overcomes him with this view of Jin Zixuan. In this moment all that Jin pride, the arrogance, the outright haughtiness is both earned and well-deserved.

Trying not to let his hands tremble, he closes his hand around his lover's arousal once more, stroking it in time with the rock of Jin Zixuan's hips, Zidian still thrumming across his side, his torso. It crackles so bright that the buzzing heat of it reverberates back through its wielder, shooting up through his arm in a heady rush that takes him over the edge. ]

Zixuan—

[ —is the only breath of warning he manages, groaning low as static crashes through his mind. The corners of his vision dims, the rest of the room overbright, but still he doesn't look away as he rides out the high. ]

[there's control in this position, something that jin zixuan has had precious little of in his own life. he can take his own pleasure, accept it, give it to someone of his choosing. words of earnest praise slip from his lips when jiang touches him again. he feels so good, he's gorgeous to look at, he never wants this to end. zixuan says these very words and more, when he's able to speak at all.

everything becomes frenzied, a light sheen of sweat causing zixuan's hair to stick to his skin. the beat of his heart gets louder, the tension in his body draws tighter the faster he moves, taking jiang cheng's cock all the way to the hilt. and then jiang cheng is crying out his name in the sweetest sound he's ever heard, and coming hard inside of him. zixuan's eyes go dark as he watches him in the beautiful throes of it, before the same wave takes him by surprise. he shudders and spills over jiang cheng's fingers, his name the last word on his lips as he cries out.

zixuan starts to fall forward, but catches himself with a hand braced over each of jiang cheng's shoulders. his breath is rapid, ragged, but his senses gradually return to him. jiang cheng's face is only inches from his own. zixuan blinks a few times before closing the distance to kiss him. hesitant. testing.]

[ Everything is still static and bliss, the world soft around its edges as Jiang Cheng has never seen. He doesn't know what to say, doesn't know what to do here at the end, only that he doesn't want it to be the end. He wants to keep feeling this, feeling this good, this unguarded, this at peace, wants to keep Jin Zixuan in his arms, wants to keep those eyes on him always, always.

He's at a loss but Jin Zixuan is not, and Jiang Cheng's heart swells with reverence and envy in equal measure. Such is the difference in them as heirs, Jin Zixuan a haughty, vain creature but one of conviction and certainty where Jiang Cheng has none. Does that not make his vanity earned? In this moment Jiang Cheng feels shame for every time they mocked or teased Jin Zixuan for his pride, as it's clear to him now that such is the other man's right for all he possesses in strength of character.

The shame doesn't last, not with the way Jin Zixuan kisses him, restrained and uncertain as though he might be rebuffed now that the passion that swept them to here and now has begun to fade. Jiang Cheng won't allow for such thoughts, forcing himself to find his footing, reminding himself that of them, only he presently bears the burden of rule. Pulling Zixuan down against him, he answers that kiss with something soft but firm, lingering, no longer ravenous as he was but seeking. ]

[ It is a beautiful, blissful moment, full of love and the haze of pleasure, and it is something Jin Ling is utterly unaware of as he lets himself into his Uncle’s house. Fairy is at his side - as usual - and she knows exactly where his uncle is, so he doesn’t even need to search the house.

He throws the door open without a single thought, lips already parted to speak before he even looks inside. ]

Uncle! I know it’s late but this is imp—

[ He stopped dead in his tracks when he took in the sight, his face flooding a deep red when he realized what he was looking at. His heart thumped in painful horror - his mouth agape.

It was a solid second and a half before he realised he was staring at them in shock - his uncle and a man he didn’t know - and forced his eyes to slide away. ]

You should lock the door!! [ He admonished, but his eyes had fallen on something else—

His heart lurched for another painful reason and he lunged across the room, grabbing his father’s sword and gripping it tightly. The Jin robes, the sword—

Some asshole from his clan had stolen his father’s sword and then seduced his Uncle!!!! He clutched the blade to his chest, not remembering that his own was actually tucked safely away in his pouch. Look. He was in shock. ]

How dare you steal my father’s sword!!! [ He bellowed at the top of his lungs. But before either of them could reply, he turned and ran from the house, Fairy barking once at the two of them before taking off to follow the idiotic and embarrassed boy. ]

[jin zixuan is unaccustomed to anyone being able to just barge into the room where he is. his company had to be formally requested, the message passed along through no fewer than three servents and then mianmian.

locking the door would never have occurred to him.

he's in the middle of the kiss, the pleasant buzz of it replacing the alcohol one when the sound of a boy's voice sobers him completely. zixuan looks up in horror, spots a boy he doesn't know wearing jin robes.

he scrambles up onto his knees, staring in mute shock when jin ling grabs his sword. what in hell is happening... he glances back down at jiang cheng before finally leaping up.]

You! Bring that back here!

[but he's already gone. zixuan stares at the door tht had been slammed shut, before hastily grabbing at his clothing. at least the magic from earlier had finally passed.]

Jiang Cheng, who was that child?? What nonsense was he talking about!

[ Jin Ling still being a relatively recent development in his life and as absorbed in the present situation as he is, Jiang Cheng doesn't parse the sound of his nephew's voice until far too late. Jin Ling was in the room and staring at them and—

And stealing Suihua.

Then, like a clap of thunder or gust of wind, the boy is gone again.

Cold air hits Jiang Cheng as Jin Zixuan climbs off him, the rare peace he found in pieces all around him, but at least that's the furthest thing from his mind with his nephew scarred and Jin Zixuan not only unable to recognize but also questioning him about his own son.

He can feel a headache coming on, a dull throb behind his eyes as he squeezes them shut. He should have figured. Nothing good ever happens to him. Jin Zixuan will probably never want to look at him again. Jin Ling will stop acknowledging him as an uncle. Wei Wuxian will marry into Gusu Lan any day now, never to return.

That's just his life. ]

That, [ he sighs, cradling his face with one hand, trying to sink into the mattress until he disappears from existence entirely, ] was my nephew and your son, Jin Ling.

[his son. there's tension in jin zixuan's shoulders at those words, at the very thought that his son would see his father engaging in the same sort of activities he'd seen his own. but he quickly realizes how ridiculous the claim is. why it can't be.]

Jiang Cheng. I can't possibly have a son.

[he wants to sound firm, but he still sounds flustered. translation: the only person he's ever had sex with is right in this room and it would be difficult for a child to form from such a union. sure, wangxian did it, but they're weirdos.]

[ Empires are rising and falling in Jiang Cheng's mind's eye, the sheer unmitigated tragedy of it visible on the deep creases in the young sect leader's face. This, this is what will end his life. Not ancient monsters in caves, not the war, not the Wens, not even the burden of rule over his father's sect.

Oh no. It will be his family, and the quiet treachery of his heart.

Jin Zixuan questions him, doubts the possibility of his words, and forces him to gaze directly into the heart of it, the truth of it. That he took a man to bed he knows full well to be his own sister's intended, father of his nephew. And for what? Because his world has been pared down, carved bloody, down to just his siblings? Narrowed further by Jin Ling's testament of a future where he has nothing and no one, were even Wei Wuxian's heartfelt promise of lifetimes of brotherhood yet end at his own hands?

Because Jin Zixuan looked at him, smiled at him, and for a moment he glimpsed a road that did not take him to the edge of a cliff?

He sucks in a breath and tears his eyes away, does not look at the man in his bed again. ]

My nephew, [ he repeats, as though the words are being pulled out of him on a torturer's rack. ] He is your child with my sister.

[ Speaking those words aloud makes him groan, eyes squeezing shut as tries to physically twist from the pressing reality of it. He slept with his sister's husband. He slept with his sister's husband and doesn't even have the decency to regret it, only feeling an aching guilt for being such a poor brother.

She probably wouldn't even be mad, just hurt. This is why good things will not come to him. He hadn't earned them, doesn't have the right. He takes in a breath, tight and pained, and braces for Jin Zixuan's realization. ]

[zixuan continues to resist what jiang cheng is telling him with everything in his being. he does not have a son, he is not married to jiang yanli. it's not just that he hasn't physically experienced these things, it's that he can't believe it. if it's true, then what he's done here is...

dishonorable at best, though he can imagine that others would have far worse words for it. why did he do this? because he had a little alcohol in his system? that isn't a first for him. because he was in a strange new world with strange new circumstances, and in his uncertainty he clung to the one familiar thing that he found? because his pride wouldn't let him back down?

because for the first time he was free of his parents' plans for his life, and felt able to have what he wanted, like the spoiled boy he's always been.

he wants to run away from all of it. he wants the halls of his home more than ever at that moment, even if it's the false ones of this world. but...he has never left jiang cheng behind. he didn't in the cave, or abandon him after they got out. he grips the sheets, forcing his breath and voice to be so much steadier than he feels.]

Get dressed. We have to go after him.

[he needs jiang cheng's help for this.]

[ Bad meets worse with Jin Zixuan's statement, his sole outward reaction to the mess of it all. Of course the father would want to go after the son, the stark divide of what Jin Zixuan is and everything Jiang Wanyin should be growing wider, into a yawning chasm he knows not how to bridge nor cross. Jin Zixuan wants to give chase and Jiang Cheng wants only to remember how to breathe, wants to lay here in (the night, the tall grass, staring up at a sky under which his parents no longer exist) his bed until the world makes sense again.

But of them, Jin Ling only knows one, recognized Suihua but not its wielder. Another bitter truth burns at Jiang Cheng's throat like poison, and all he can do is spit it out. He catches Jin Zixuan by the wrist, gripping it with near bruising force as he continues to cradle his eyes against the light. ]

We can't. [ He pauses, takes in a slow, tight breath, tries not to choke on it. ] ...you can't. He won't recognize you. ...or A-Jie.

[ Letting the words hang in the air, he gives a quiet, empty laugh. ]

You didn't raise him. I did. He got your pride and my anger. And my sister's defiance, I suspect.

If we go after him, we'll just make it worse.

Why would you raise my son!

[there's nothing he can do with this tangle of confusion and emotions in his head and in his chest. wading into the middle of it is too daunting. jin zixuan only wants something to make sense, and he wants it now, the hand attached to the wrist that jiang cheng grasps forming into a fist.

why. why would his son not recognize him, or even his own mother. why would it fall upon the boy's uncle to raise him instead. the answer is right there, jin zixuan only needs to reach out and accept it.

he doesn't want to. it's not his own death that he fears, it's everything else that jiang cheng suggests: that a-li wasn't there for him either, and he knows the only thing would keep her from it too. that his son, maybe not left totally on his own, was still left alone enough in the world that he must've suffered from it.

and now, he's supposed to do what? continue to leave him alone in this one?]

How is doing nothing supposed to make this better? How does it make us anything but cowards?

[zixuan gives his wrist a sharp pull.]

[ Jin Zixuan pulls from him and Jiang Cheng lets go, relinquishes his grip as he draws into himself further. He takes a tight breath, then another, then forces himself to straighten and find his feet. ]

You're right. [ Jiang Cheng has no defense of himself, for once spent of his fight. He's weary, aching, cut to the bone by his own actions. Because Jin Zixuan is faultless; he didn't know. Jiang Cheng does not have that excuse, cannot fall back on ignorance, cannot even claim the noble heart Jin Zixuan shows now in his determination to do right by a son he's only just learned is his.

Is it this selfishness that walks him down the path of cutting down his own brother? The last of the Yunmeng sect? Is he nothing more than a coward in the end? ]

You're right. But it can't be you, Zixuan. [ The familiar use of Zixuan's name cracks upon Jiang Cheng's voice, knowing he has no right to it but unable to let it go. ] ...it has to be me.

[ Mechanically, methodically, Jiang Cheng pulls on his clothes. He takes a spare set of robes out of his closet for Jin Zixuan, not quite meeting his gaze as he sets them next to him on the bed. ]

You can wait here if you want, or... or whatever else you like. [ If Zixuan never wants to see him again, that'd be fair enough really. Jiang Cheng doesn't want to think about it. One crisis at a time. ] I'll let you know after I've spoken with A-Ling.

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