9 Works by Sheyta
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'How many dozens of hours you have allowed your emotional instinct to guide the road of time flowing to the twisted destination already?'
He recalled the reaction of the grey-eyed boy he just met, a few hours ago. The anger that had twisted the latter’s appearance into various ugly waves, like the tides of fate has contorted his trying destiny after how-many times he jumped his soul back to the settled past, only to arrive himself at the expected ending present with nothing but another tons of grief and helplessness a hypocrite has to carry on his slumped shoulders once again.
As the manipulator of the puppet stage destiny has chosen, Liu Xiao knew.
What that kitty Time-witness’s been seeking for throughout numerous timelines, is the guaranteed certainty behind a string of uncertain butterfly effects. Something simple, but so far sophisticated.
The mastermind of the Hot Headed drummed his slender fingers onto the table surface, absent-mindedly. Another black chess piece fell down from its stand, lolling on the blank page of the ajar book nearby.
"I want to bring more parallel lines together, to turn all uncertainties into certainties."
This time…
He just wanted to lend him a hand. -
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Lu Guang really couldn’t help himself wonder, that whether everything till this moment now were whether innocent coincidences…
Or, on the another hand, the sentences this gruesome world had finally claimed judgments to cuff onto this sinful fate of his already?
Those wide warm-browny soul spheres stared at him, reflected with the image of his stormy irises under the obscuring veil of the long eyelashes slowly slipped down, till barely a glint of spinel grey clearly peeked through.
Till the darkness finally swallowed his own whole sight, never unsealed his awareness again. Till a pair of hands embracing his unconscious soul in the palms, genuinely cradling him in the middle of the reeling abyss.
“Ever you once wonder, dear, of how this life was nothing more than a mess of sarcasms…
That a hypocrite you could even him the last minute you slumped?
Hmm~
Hahahah….”
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A canon divergence inspired for the not-so-latest trailer for the season 3 of Link Click, as Lu Guang had caught in a sudden sickness and whatever happened after in the depth of his subconscious mind for Cheng Xiaoshi to come late-r.- Language:
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"Hell.
It is a place where your very existence will be completely shunned by the living. A place that will bind your soul with a repulsive, vile filth that no method can purify."
Rowing his oar across the current of the legendary, dark, bottomless Sanzu River, the composed boatman of the Deathland turned his head. Not even uttering a word, as he took a look at the traveler behind him, whose gaze was fixed on the desolate shore that drifted backward with every stroke of the oar cutting through the river.
"If this forgotten land is where the impure cannot find salvation..." From beneath the wide straw hat, the boatman saw the man's red hair slightly flutter in the cold wind, obscuring the faint expression on his face and the thin lips that were forming words dripping with sarcasm, aimed at himself, "Then what do you think a Fallen God would should still be surprised by?"
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Forgeries. Corruptions. Loves.
Everything encircled in the world of forgotten, and their longtime encounter would flourish like bouquets of flowers...
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Clouded air, deafening silence. Dazed eyesight.
A hazy face of an anonymous, twisted, cluttered, and nothing more than a shadow. A thin pair of pale lips suddenly zoomed in, freely inviting itself to cross the breathless distance between. A hint of blurry light flashed, before revealed halfway in the flickering flamelight.
Rattling sound. Eyesoring atmosphere. A sweetly seductive aroma of a soft cake cut.
The only image of that mouth curling into a deadly grin harshly curved into the little innocent mind of the pitiful child, as if it was an invisible force of demon reached into the little kid’s head, eliminating and rewriting, with a delicate feathered-pen and smearing mugged-ink. That pair of lips parted, open and close slowly, like a gentle lullaby of the dark hell.
"Have you ever wondered, what’s the most beautiful weapon existed in this world… Dar~ling?"
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Or, in an alternative universe where Vampires the creature colonizing Humans, where Li Tianxi was a human turned into a blood bag by the side of the Lady Landlord of Guidu, Qiao Ling, only to find herself in the whole family mysteries of the Master beside her, like a novel fairytale read in a nightmare. -
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Your heartbeat is just my white noise
Prying open layers of insurance
Like a pastime after dinner
A little bit of awe of the night...
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Memorial whisper of Love
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He remembered during one meal, Xia Fei once said that he wanted to learn how to use poison for assassination, not just rely on his fists and kicks to beat opponents anymore.
He also remembered another time, while having tea, Liu Xiao stirred his teacup with one hand, while nonchalantly asked him how brilliant the sight of the head of Yingdu’s Chinatown dying from poison would be.
Vein remembered just grunting noncommittally both those times.
He’d always thought he knew these two boys he lived with too well, that what they said were just some wildly fleeting thoughts that naturally came to their minds. After all, he knew neither of them was normal; how else could a madman like him stay by their side?
Until this moment, as he collapsed onto the neat, white-clothed dining table in his villa, in front of a row of domed dishes whose aroma still drove his senses mad with hunger, next to a plate of equally delicious food that was only slightly touched…
And poisoned.
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It was not rare to see Lucas broke down, either physically or mentally, just because of his addicted core with work, especially since the war between the Demon side and the Human side started three years ago.
However, this time was completely different.
Where Charles, a Dark Judge Angel, had to play the role of a feeling-healer to his lover, while Xavier, the Highest Priest of the Central Cathedral, had to find out who was the intruder with such ill intention between them?
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orThe before story of "When the bloody tears seeping from your flutter closed eyelashes", where everything hidden inside the Human side revealed in one stormy night.
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- Part 2 of Blood tears
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When the bloody tears seeping from your flutter closed eyelashes (then I would lick it off for you) by Sheyta
Fandoms: 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon)
08 Jun 2025
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From the terrace on the highest floor of the Bridon Castle, the whole battlefield between humanoids and demons was still at the most stressful period. Under his gaze, red has been the most vivid colour in this landscape for approximately three years. The red of the burning flames licking rapidly like the fire tornado and turning anything on these way to completely ashes. The red of blood of human, painting like an unwashable stain of colour on the canvas. The red glows from the banned magic and curses, coming from both parties.
- The time you would kneel under my mercy, hm?
A dark hum escaped from his throat, most likely a low snarl but in a more blissful tone. As if he has waited for this event for too long in bored, and now it is the time to make it accomplished.
At the highest floor of the Central Cathedral in the opposite territory of the war, there was a purple silhouette standing there, two sharp luminous amethyst irises hardening visibly in a determined manner, ready to exterminate everything under its sight.
- Surrender under me for now…
Xa.Vi.Er!
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- Part 1 of Blood tears