plotted starter for @xunque
Centuries after the debacle that happened up in Heavens. After Heavenly officials refused to fulfill their part of the deal, Crimson Rain Sought Flower was not defeated. Arrogance was charged with a warm lick of flame, a flame which ate all their temples, and cut them out of their spiritual power. And rendered them off their followers. The Wraith butterfly shall not be denied, he will not allow them to mock him. However helpless he was as mortal, now he was a formidable force like a coming tide or uncontrollable flame. A devil ruling the Ghost City.
Idly sitting on his Divan a long comfortable seat from which Hua Cheng was stirred by a few of his silver butterflies that have returned, his pupil dilating at the report that the small creature brought home..
"You did well" he angels his vambraces which had engraved butterflies, small silver insects melted into those engravings. They became one with butterfly partners. There was a human a lunar eclipse child, similar to him who was born under the Star of Solitude. That star made let's just say his life more than just turbulent, it made his life bouncing from one extreme to another.
Behind his barrier and his side of the border, before he steps before this young man, Hua Cheng took the appearance of a young man clad in red, not older than twenty-two. There was a trace of a strange aura on this lad as if he was sealed away most of his life. Is that why he walks like that? Like lost or confused.
"Young lord? Are you lost?" With a sing-song voice, Hua addresses the man before himself. "It is dangerous to be out and about, on the road when it's the night of a ghost festival"
