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    "My, My head hurts," he replied dumbly, "And I had a… A really terrible nightmare."
    And god, did the last few years feel like a nightmare. A horrible, never-ending nightmare that twisted into shapes Jon never thought possible and took more from him than he knew he had to take.
    "Must have been some nightmare," Tim hummed.
    "It was," Jon laughed humorlessly.

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    After the conclusion of the Watcher's Crown, Jon finds himself waking up in a much younger version of his own body, one that's still working with Tim and Sasha in research. Jon refuses to let this opportunity pass him by, refuses to let this world fall to the same fate as his. He'll do it better this time. He'll save everyone, no matter the cost.

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    Wei Wuxian is staring up at the sky, thinking idly about the taste of Emperor’s Smile on his tongue, when Suibian jumps full force onto his stomach and cries, “A-Xian, don’t be mad!”

    The sheer force of her pounce knocks the breath out of him. The resulting pause is just long enough for Jiang Cheng, who up to this point has been laying rather peacefully next to him, to shoot up and demand, “Oh great, what did you do now?”

    To be fair, the question isn’t exactly unwarranted. Suibian looks an absolute mess: twigs stuck in her fur, dirt smeared across the white fluff of her underbelly. She’s panting up a storm, little heh heh heh gasps that haven’t edged into her normal high-pitched laughter. When her ears press back against her head, she could almost pass for pitiful.

    “Bichen hates me.”

    Wei Wuxian’s first thought is Why would Lan Zhan’s daemon hate you?, but it’s followed quickly by remembering exactly where he is, how little trouble he’s caused today, and the fact that he hasn’t seen Suibian for a few minutes.

    A grin spreads across his face.

    (Or: The most important name a cultivator will ever pick isn’t for their sword. It’s for their daemon.)

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    The sight of the blade, emerging from Jiang Cheng’s chest, just under his heart, was something Wei Wuxian would relive in a thousand nightmares. “Go,” Jiang Cheng rasped, blood already welling at the corners of his mouth. For a long moment, Wei Wuxian simply couldn’t move, despite his thrumming panic and the shouts, the noise emanating from the rest of the Wen soldiers, coming hot on the heels of the one who’d just killed his brother.

    It wasn't conscious thought that brought the borrowed sword around and stabbed his brother’s murderer through the eye; only instinct, only rage.

    Jiang Cheng didn’t even make a sound as he fell, the Wen soldier’s sword still piercing his chest, as the one who’d wielded it also fell, dead. “Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng,” Wei Wuxian chanted through numb lips, stooping over him, touching his slack and bloodless face. He couldn’t feel anything. “No, no, no, no—”

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