Fushigi Yuugi: Tenkyoku Heiden - Prologue
This is the main story I am working on right now. I've been working on it on and off for the last.. hm.. seven years? Wow. Hard to believe it has been so long. Although in my defense, I restarted the story several times and revamped it hugely. This is the final product. I wanted to wait to post it here, but I was reading through the latest translation of Chp. 36 of Genbu Kaiden, and I decided that I will go ahead and just post it here. Just as Genbu Kaiden can be translated as the opening legend of Fushigi Yuugi, Tenkyoku Heiden can be translated as the closing legend of Fushigi Yuugi. This is my own version of the final chapter of this wonderful series.
Now me. I am terrible at writing summaries. I will do my best to explain it here. This story is about Tenkyoku, the fifth god of the series. He is represented as Taiitsukun in the manga, but I was curious as to what would happen if Nyosei were to have her own god. Then I wondered what would happen if there were a male Summoner.. especially in Nyosei. I was also thinking of how many of the seishi are male, so I wanted to see how the protagonist being male would change the dynamic of the story. I also wanted to tie it in to historical events that happened to China. It is sort of a silly idea, but I wanted to see how far I could get with it. The story involves as many of the original twenty-eight seishi as I could and takes place about four hundred years after Miaka and Yui's story.
Thank you for reading this and hope you enjoy the story. ^^
Fandom: Fushigi Yuugi
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, some sexual references, swearing.
Posted on: Fanfiction.net, Wretch, SyntheticTruth.
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Prologue
She jolted awake. Even in her warm bed, she shivered. The last visages of the dream danced in her mind as she struggled to reorient herself in reality. She caught her breath and the lump in her throat slid down. What had visited her was no dream but rather a vision of things to come. Something was about to happen, something that not even her prophetic knowledge could prevent. It was greater than any other threat that had happened to their world before. "No," she whispered as her fingers tightened around the blankets. "No, I can't let that happen!"
She started to slide out of bed, but faltered. What if it really was a dream? But no, she knew the difference between dreams and actual visions. Trying to act on it though had the potential of creating just as big of a catastrophe. If she did nothing though… It was going to happen whether or not she could try, but by the Gods, she would try her best.
Resolved, she got out of bed and went through the secret passage that connected her room to her cousin's. Once she was in his room, she padded over to his bed where he lay sprawled among his covers.
"Wake up!" she hissed. "Wake up!"
Her cousin stirred in his sleep. She was loathe to disturb him, but this was too important. She shook him.
"Wake up!"
He snapped awake. She dodged as a stray stone flew by her head. "Ah! What is it? Are we under- oh. It's you."
She took a seat at the foot of his bed as he rubbed his eyes. "I.. I had a vision," she said.
Instantly he was alert. "About what?"
"The five countries at war with each other, and outside forces taking advantage of that to terrorize the people and bully us. It was just flashes, but-"
"Five?" her cousin interrupted. "Nyosei joined the war? How is that possible? They've never bothered anyone except those who set foot on their island."
She looked at him. He blinked, then realized the significance of what she was trying to tell him. "You're not serious."
"I am." she took a deep breath. "Nyosei will play a significant role in whether or not my vision comes to pass. Nyosei and…" her voice trailed off. They didn’t know. No one really knew what country Tenkyoku was supposed to protect, but it made sense that it would be Nyosei since she was the only country that had yet to have a God summoned. None of them had ever been to Nyosei before, and there was very little news from that country simply because of the isolationist stance that they took. Oh, there had been attempts before, but no one had ever heard from the survivors again. Even more so than the other Gods, Tenkyoku was shrouded in mystery. The legend was that there were only six seishi, opposed to the usual six. How that even worked out, she had no idea, but if Nyosei was involved in the war, surely Tenkyoku had something to do with it.
"Tenkyoku," Kouki whispered. "So he really does exist. The rumors are true."
They sat in silence together across from each other. She closed her eyes, willing the vision to go away. She hated the responsibility of knowing what could happen. It was a role she had never wanted. Back when they had first gathered together in their first incarnations, her visions had proved useful. She had never been able to figure out how to divert them though, but this time. This time she would find some way to do it, even if she had to be cursed for the rest of her lives. Surely the seishi from the other countries would understand the gravity of the situation. They had to. Traditionally their country had never been the aggressor, so they had to believe her. They had to realize that she was serious. They couldn’t be so self-centered, could they? She had not had the opportunity to meet some of the other seishi from the other countries, but Hokuyu had. He could convince them. Maybe she was putting too much faith in her fellow seishi, but Hokuyu knew things. They all lived by the shrine, having gathered there a few years ago as they reawakened as seishi, but Hokuyu was the one who traveled the most, kept an eye on the comings and goings of the government. He had to, being a diplomat.
"What should we do about it?" her cousin finally asked. "I mean, if you foresaw it, there’s still a chance we can do something, right?"
She bit her lip and looked down. Even though he knew the futility of trying to fight destiny, he was still going to resist it. That itself gave her courage. Surely if he believed so strong, that belief could be turned into something greater. "I'm not sure what to think of it. You'd think after all the Gods were Summoned, we'd finally have peace, right?"
At this, he laughed. "Don't forget, Gods or not, they protect humans. We create our own troubles. Just because the countries are blessed doesn't mean that there will always be peace. Otherwise, we wouldn't be human. We'd be..."
She glared at him. "Don't talk like that."
He reached over and wrapped his arms around her trembling figure, pulling her close. His warmth reassured her, and she slowly stopped shaking. When she was ready to speak, she raised her head. "Kouki," she whispered. "If what I saw comes to pass, it will be far worse than anything that the countries have encountered. But… what it calls for, it could come down to seishi fighting seishi." She buried her face in his chest. "What do we do?"
He had stiffened at her words, and there was a coldness in her breast that even he could not reduce. Her cousin was brave, but even he balked at the idea of going against his fellow seishi. It was something that had only happened during Seiryuu and Suzaku’s time, over a hundred years ago. His head dropped onto her shoulder, and he laughed. "We... we are never reincarnated into peace, are we? But then again, that's what our role is. Harbingers of doom."
"Kouki-"
He cut her off. "I won't let that happen. I promise. What do we need to do?"
"We,” she buried her face into his shoulder, not wanting to say it. "We may end up interfering with...” her eyes slid up to meet his as she still hesitated to tell him, but he looked away, knowing the answer and hating it.
"Do we have a choice?" he asked. "If it comes down to the four countries, which one is more important?"
"The others won't approve."
"Shiran will, and he'll be able to convince Hokuyu. The others will be easier. What else?"
"Unify the countries," she said, her voice barely audible. "Unify them, or we don't stand a chance against what is to come."
Episode One: In Rain They Come
Now me. I am terrible at writing summaries. I will do my best to explain it here. This story is about Tenkyoku, the fifth god of the series. He is represented as Taiitsukun in the manga, but I was curious as to what would happen if Nyosei were to have her own god. Then I wondered what would happen if there were a male Summoner.. especially in Nyosei. I was also thinking of how many of the seishi are male, so I wanted to see how the protagonist being male would change the dynamic of the story. I also wanted to tie it in to historical events that happened to China. It is sort of a silly idea, but I wanted to see how far I could get with it. The story involves as many of the original twenty-eight seishi as I could and takes place about four hundred years after Miaka and Yui's story.
Thank you for reading this and hope you enjoy the story. ^^
Fandom: Fushigi Yuugi
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Violence, some sexual references, swearing.
Posted on: Fanfiction.net, Wretch, SyntheticTruth.
======
Prologue
She jolted awake. Even in her warm bed, she shivered. The last visages of the dream danced in her mind as she struggled to reorient herself in reality. She caught her breath and the lump in her throat slid down. What had visited her was no dream but rather a vision of things to come. Something was about to happen, something that not even her prophetic knowledge could prevent. It was greater than any other threat that had happened to their world before. "No," she whispered as her fingers tightened around the blankets. "No, I can't let that happen!"
She started to slide out of bed, but faltered. What if it really was a dream? But no, she knew the difference between dreams and actual visions. Trying to act on it though had the potential of creating just as big of a catastrophe. If she did nothing though… It was going to happen whether or not she could try, but by the Gods, she would try her best.
Resolved, she got out of bed and went through the secret passage that connected her room to her cousin's. Once she was in his room, she padded over to his bed where he lay sprawled among his covers.
"Wake up!" she hissed. "Wake up!"
Her cousin stirred in his sleep. She was loathe to disturb him, but this was too important. She shook him.
"Wake up!"
He snapped awake. She dodged as a stray stone flew by her head. "Ah! What is it? Are we under- oh. It's you."
She took a seat at the foot of his bed as he rubbed his eyes. "I.. I had a vision," she said.
Instantly he was alert. "About what?"
"The five countries at war with each other, and outside forces taking advantage of that to terrorize the people and bully us. It was just flashes, but-"
"Five?" her cousin interrupted. "Nyosei joined the war? How is that possible? They've never bothered anyone except those who set foot on their island."
She looked at him. He blinked, then realized the significance of what she was trying to tell him. "You're not serious."
"I am." she took a deep breath. "Nyosei will play a significant role in whether or not my vision comes to pass. Nyosei and…" her voice trailed off. They didn’t know. No one really knew what country Tenkyoku was supposed to protect, but it made sense that it would be Nyosei since she was the only country that had yet to have a God summoned. None of them had ever been to Nyosei before, and there was very little news from that country simply because of the isolationist stance that they took. Oh, there had been attempts before, but no one had ever heard from the survivors again. Even more so than the other Gods, Tenkyoku was shrouded in mystery. The legend was that there were only six seishi, opposed to the usual six. How that even worked out, she had no idea, but if Nyosei was involved in the war, surely Tenkyoku had something to do with it.
"Tenkyoku," Kouki whispered. "So he really does exist. The rumors are true."
They sat in silence together across from each other. She closed her eyes, willing the vision to go away. She hated the responsibility of knowing what could happen. It was a role she had never wanted. Back when they had first gathered together in their first incarnations, her visions had proved useful. She had never been able to figure out how to divert them though, but this time. This time she would find some way to do it, even if she had to be cursed for the rest of her lives. Surely the seishi from the other countries would understand the gravity of the situation. They had to. Traditionally their country had never been the aggressor, so they had to believe her. They had to realize that she was serious. They couldn’t be so self-centered, could they? She had not had the opportunity to meet some of the other seishi from the other countries, but Hokuyu had. He could convince them. Maybe she was putting too much faith in her fellow seishi, but Hokuyu knew things. They all lived by the shrine, having gathered there a few years ago as they reawakened as seishi, but Hokuyu was the one who traveled the most, kept an eye on the comings and goings of the government. He had to, being a diplomat.
"What should we do about it?" her cousin finally asked. "I mean, if you foresaw it, there’s still a chance we can do something, right?"
She bit her lip and looked down. Even though he knew the futility of trying to fight destiny, he was still going to resist it. That itself gave her courage. Surely if he believed so strong, that belief could be turned into something greater. "I'm not sure what to think of it. You'd think after all the Gods were Summoned, we'd finally have peace, right?"
At this, he laughed. "Don't forget, Gods or not, they protect humans. We create our own troubles. Just because the countries are blessed doesn't mean that there will always be peace. Otherwise, we wouldn't be human. We'd be..."
She glared at him. "Don't talk like that."
He reached over and wrapped his arms around her trembling figure, pulling her close. His warmth reassured her, and she slowly stopped shaking. When she was ready to speak, she raised her head. "Kouki," she whispered. "If what I saw comes to pass, it will be far worse than anything that the countries have encountered. But… what it calls for, it could come down to seishi fighting seishi." She buried her face in his chest. "What do we do?"
He had stiffened at her words, and there was a coldness in her breast that even he could not reduce. Her cousin was brave, but even he balked at the idea of going against his fellow seishi. It was something that had only happened during Seiryuu and Suzaku’s time, over a hundred years ago. His head dropped onto her shoulder, and he laughed. "We... we are never reincarnated into peace, are we? But then again, that's what our role is. Harbingers of doom."
"Kouki-"
He cut her off. "I won't let that happen. I promise. What do we need to do?"
"We,” she buried her face into his shoulder, not wanting to say it. "We may end up interfering with...” her eyes slid up to meet his as she still hesitated to tell him, but he looked away, knowing the answer and hating it.
"Do we have a choice?" he asked. "If it comes down to the four countries, which one is more important?"
"The others won't approve."
"Shiran will, and he'll be able to convince Hokuyu. The others will be easier. What else?"
"Unify the countries," she said, her voice barely audible. "Unify them, or we don't stand a chance against what is to come."
Episode One: In Rain They Come