I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

The scenery in his dreams is ever-changing. There are varying worlds, cultures, genres, and languages. Sometimes he would see himself in a golden yellow robe with a dragon pattern. Wearing an old English suit that was worn by vampires or even wearing a white coat that is only worn by doctors.     

He didn't know what he looked like but he would feel what those men did in his dreams. They would be out of control, weakened, or in pain. As if going crazy and each of their lifespans is shorter than the other. What's worse is that he couldn't control his body in these dreams. Ye Xiajie would see himself falling into someone's trap, experiencing countless betrayals and even an incurable disease.     

This left him some feelings of depression and his endings in those dreams are all the same. He would die no matter what and that was his destiny. In those numerous worlds, there would always be another thing that is constant like his death.      

A person with phoenix-shaped eyes and argent orbs within, they would always be full of tears crying his eyes out for him. This young man has different appearances but the features of those beautiful eyes remain the same. His eyes would be filled with agony and grief, the source of it is none other than him.     

Seeing those teary-filled and bloodshot eyes made him suffer heartache. It feels that the young man in his dreams is the same person and that being is none other than Hei Anjing.     

He had no memories of this but Ye Xiajie doesn't believe that these scenes were fake after all he is experiencing it as if he was there in those situations.     

Scene one: Imperial Palace     

By siege from all angles, I held a pretty young man in his embrace. Protectively as the house they were in was burning and the sounds of soldiers' marches can be heard coming over.     

He felt his hand being pulled over by a hand smaller than his and with a softer touch. They were running within some secret passage.     

"Your Majesty just a little bit more. Please bear with it for a bit more. We should be able to escape from those traitors and treat your wounds." said the young man with gorgeous silver irises and phoenix-shaped eyes.     

The tinged pain in his stomach was also real, the cold wind that hit his skin like ice and the only warmth coming from those small hands left him satisfied. Sadly, he knew that he was already dying. The dizziness assaulted him due to the lack of blood. And the urgency as they run away, there are men catching up to them. Only the mellow voice of the young man keeps comforting him.     

"It's okay. We will be fine as long we cross the river. We should be able to escape." Ye Xiajie would grip the small hands holding his. This familiar touch is something his wife possessed. Before he could understand what was happening to him and why he was experiencing these types of dreams, he felt a cold metal passing his heart from the back, piercing his heart directly from behind.     

"NOOO!!!" A grievous cry reached his ears and the last thing he saw were those silver eyes wet with tears.     

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There would also be a scene when a young man with black hair and silver eyes covers him with all cloth not even letting a single part of his skin be exposed whenever the sun would rise.     

"Are you stupid? Don't show your skin! Do you want to turn to ashes?! What do you mean you won't? Just listen to me! Would I even hurt you or do you think I'm like those other greedy humans after all!?"     

He couldn't control what was coming from his mouth and said the words. I don't believe it and things like you wouldn't hurt me or something.     

Then the scene where he saw a few men looking at him with meaningful eyes. Their eyes were full of mirth and taunt. Within their hands was that silver-eyed youth whom he had spent countless free days in happiness. He is kidnapped by those humans. He feels hatred and fear for his current situation. The beating of his heart almost got out of control as they saw those people push the silver-eyed young man of the building.     

He felt his body moving on his own. Jumping between buildings just to catch up to that falling figure. He didn't even notice the rising sun slowly moving towards above his head. His eyes only have that youth-falling figure as he ignores the fatal burns on his bloodless skin. He ignores the sun above his head and jumps over to save the falling figure. The sun was his sole weakness and his hell bringer. As soon as he successfully saves the youth body slowly fades to ashes.     

Once again he can only recall those silver eyes mourning for his death. I left him a heartache just thinking how would this young man believe after he dies.      

These scenes of death and that silver-eyed youth's tears were almost never-ending. Those argent orbs and Phoenix-shaped eyes made Ye Xiajie think of his wife, Hei Anjing.     

Then before the dream ends he heard his last whispering, "At the 1000th death, this should be the last time I can only watch you die. I can no longer bear it. A'Xia really couldn't... No more. I would not allow you to die. Not anymore... I beg you please don't die anymore, My Love..." Hei Anjing's grievance can be heard from his tone. His voice had gotten hoarse from crying and he looked so pitiful as if he was going to go crazy.     

Only those tears had changed from their clear color to crimson after shedding tears for countless years he could only cry tears of blood. It shows the immense sadness and pain in his heart.     

As the dream was about to end, Ye Xiajie tried to reach out to hug that crying figure before him. But as a mere soul, he couldn't touch the suffering young man in front of him. His heart was now filled with intense guilt. He could still remember his wife almost losing it in the last world when he faked his death.     

When he woke up in reality, he gasped in surprise and noticed that his whole body was covered in a cold sweat. Within his embrace is his wife who had fallen asleep from crying last night.          

Ye Xiajie murmured, "Even in my dreams I made you cry..."     

Wiping the lingering tears in the corner of those phoenix-shaped eyes, Ye Xiajie felt something directly stab his heart and twisted it. It was extremely painful and his heart is full of guilt.      

But unlike before it wasn't only guilt he has in his heart but remorse and disdain towards himself. He hated himself for doing such a thing. Only after seeing this that he finally understands the fear his wife is feeling. He also didn't know how he would react if he had to experience the death of Jing'er, much less experience it himself. He would definitely go crazy. He might even restrain Hei Anjing, protecting him while at the same time restricting his freedom.     

This is because, for a possessive person like him, there is no way he would let his most important person away from his control once he experienced those kinds of things. Plus the fact that his memories are not with him, he wouldn't be able to bear that kind of setting at all. He would capture him and imprison him to his side regardless.      

But Hei Anjing acted differently from him, this might be because the Ruler God of the Mo Clan had sealed his memories at the first few worlds. Because of this Hei Anjing's mindset was adjusted until he was able to calmly take control of the situation. It would also be the choice of Hei Anjing whether to release the seal of his memories and remember everything.     

Before the end of that world of Apocalypse, he had long noticed the changes in his wife. He would always look at him with a gentle smile. A simple gesture from him would make the little one happy. He also noticed he would show more emotion on his face and would treat the other much more friendly than ignoring them like before.     

Before Hei Anjing got back his memories, he would only be kind to him but apathetic towards the others. He would usually ignore System, the Warden and Prisoner couple, and let them do what they are supposed to do. But lately, his wife would help them whenever the Will of the heavens of the world would try to retrain them.     

It was a minimal kindness but for someone from Mo Clan, this itself is rare. He heard a few rumors about Ruler God Mo. There is a time when they were repairing a world that is about to be ruined. There are still some original residents and repairing it would require them to leave the world but Ruler God Mo didn't care about them. He repaired them regardless of life and death. If the residents die he would only check the records and rewrite them. As the God of Life and Death, he could resurrect them no matter how many times he wanted. Moreover, he truly wouldn't care if they die or not, they are nothing but strangers to him after all.     

Most Gods would never care about humans but the Mo Family wouldn't even care if an immortal died before them unless they care for the latter else that person would be treated as a speck of mere dust in the air.     

But the emotions his wife showed him last night clearly aren't something simple. His fear for his death and his tears were all real. Only when this dream of his hit him that he understood his wife's fear of death. In this world, there is only one person who could control his dreams except for his wife. It wasn't done by Hei Anjing as he was keeping all those things secret. Their past, the reason for his rebirth, and why he is doing all these things. His wife never told him a thing. He said he would understand everything when his memories return.     

But that man who has the same face as him, System Yue said that this person not only looks like him. He acts like him as well. The only thing different is that this person is more apathetic than him and... He had all of their memories which he doesn't have.     

"That dream... It must be his doing. Punishment for making our wife cry is it? It is effective. He knows us too well." murmured Ye Xiajie as he tucked his wife within the thick blankets.     

He had to take a bath and clean himself as he smelled of sweat which made him uncomfortable. His wife would definitely kick him off the bed if he smelled him. After taking a bath, he stares at the scenery outside their bedroom window. He was looking in the direction where the ruined territory of the Lou Clan is located. His eyes narrowed as if he met the eyes of someone he doesn't like.     

Ye Xiajie murmured, "I won't thank you for this. But I accept this kind of punishment. Snort*"     

Only then did he return to bed and hug his wife to sleep once again. Meanwhile, from the faraway land Xia Jieye also snort at him and replied,     

"Did you think that's the end of it?" he murmured.