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ninhjimmy007 · 19 Jul 2026 -
As the nameless ninja finds a place to stay for a while, he gets a chance to meet the Divine Empress for the first time.
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But before I tell you where the man in black goes next, I have to tell you whose hand was writing his legend from the shadows.
You see, the Divine Empress Yuxian was not born an empress. Nobody is. And the woman who watched the masked stranger destroy the Dark Venom Sect, the woman who wept a single tear at the sight of his cloak, had been waiting for that moment for more than a hundred years — ever since she was a girl in red wedding robes, standing before a monster.
Once, her name was Zhen Caihuan.
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In those days there was a city called Shatang, a walled town of willow trees and mill ponds, known for its paper lanterns and its mild-tempered governor. The wealthiest household in Shatang was the Zhen family, whose silks went as far as the capital. Their eldest daughter, Zhen Caihuan, was nineteen years old, and the people of Shatang loved her like their own child.
She was beautiful, yes — hair like a curtain of black water, skin like warm jade, eyes that crinkled gently whenever she smiled — but beauty alone doesn't make people adore you. It was her kindness. She read letters for the illiterate fishmongers' wives. She paid for medicines for families who couldn't afford them. She handed out her own winter cloaks to the beggars on the bridge, and pretended not to notice when the governor's wife disapproved.
"She's too soft," the old woman clucked. "The world will eat her alive."
The world sent something worse to try.
He was called the Demon Swine, and he was exactly what he sounded like: a demon lord the size of a small ox, with a porcine snout, yellowed tusks, and a voice like wet stones grinding together. For years he had terrorized the lands south of Shatang, devouring travelers and razing villages, growing fat on fear. Now his appetite had turned toward the city itself.
Give me your daughter, his ultimatum read, and I will let your people live. Deny me, and I will eat everyone in your walls, starting with the children and ending with you, Governor.
The governor wept. The Zhen family wept. Caihuan's father offered gold, land, his own life. The messenger just laughed.
And Caihuan, beautiful even in her sorrow, stood before her family in …
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“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…
They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
He's lying.
The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…