Threads Of Destiny(Eastern Fantasy, Sequel to Forge of Destiny)

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Have you ever wondered why ALL Hui seen in flashbacks (plus the one who "survived" as a Xianxia lich) have been solipsistic sociopaths? I have, for a couple months now.

What kind of environment made it so that a whole clan turned out like that? What made it so that all the good and empathetic Hui were twisted or weeded out? What were they like at the beginning? There have been hints, but I'd like to know more. The roots are relevant and seem to be the favored option so far, but my vote still goes to

[X] the lesson of the palace
 
[ ] The lesson of the roots
"There, you would learn of the tools which abrade a person down to their least selves," Shu Yue said. "You have learned to walk in the mind, in the personal Dream of a cultivator. Here you would learn to hurt, with the deliberation of a surgeon's scalpel."
This is to learn what reduces people to the inner rat. Of fear for kin, of hunger, cold and desperation.

Its a lesson Qi already knows the surface of, the blade of Isolation. Where Community is torn apart because you value some things more than other things.

What strength lies in a sworn brotherhood when your child is held hostage? How long can you be defiant when water runs dry and the stores barren?

This aims for the Individuals that fill Societies.

[ ] the lesson of the palace
The corner's of her tutor's lips curled back up. "It is a choice. There is another lesson. You have seen her. The vortice in the canopy. The Empty Ascension. The Palace of One. She whose dream was never shared, the throne of ideals. You have floated in her orbit. I would take you deeper. To know the terrible, scouring fire that is hope. To know how minds may bend toward a distant and unreachable dream. And how these things may be turned. How they may be broken and twisted, the lesson the descendants took from her. This would be another lesson of sight. But as befitting the coming war, it too is a lesson of hurt, if one lesser than the roots."
This is to learn of the fire of idealism and revolution. Of An and Jiao whose ideal brought upon rivers of blood, of Xia Ren and Cai Shenhua whose fires burned indiscriminately to take only the raw materials of what remains. How your successors and subordinates will pervert your Law to their personal benefit and how people seek comfort and gain where possible

Its a field where Qi knows little, she who had only recently touched Power, to know the Dreams her friends possess.

It aims at the masses, the complex answers rendered down to a simple leading radiance, all the collective can be trusted to do is follow the light, not navigate the hazards.


[X] the lesson of the palace

I think at her point in cultivation, she needs to experience the side she has no prior knowledge of, if she wants to retain the capacity to address it later.

E: to clarify, both of these aim at the community, Roots does so by targeting the individuals that form a community and breaking them down to the inner beast, Palace does so by targeting the ideals of the masses and how it can be twisted or turned to ruin.
 
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Remember, both of these are a lesson of hurt. While it may bring other understanding, the core purpose is giving us another weapon to use in the upcoming war.

I would rather not twist hope as a weapon.

It is important to know that it can be done, that even the most pure ideal will change and warp over time, or be corrupted by other actors. But considering the core purpose of this lesson, I don't think now is the time to internalize it. Instead, I would rather reinforce our lesson of isolation, of privation, of what it means to be cold and hungry and alone in the dark. The worst suffering that the Hui brought to bear. If we are to invade someone's mind with the intent of destruction, I would rather it be direct, a blade carving into their self. Not corrupting and twisting hope and ideals.

I'm also very interested to explore the past of Shu Yue. We are in many ways their successor, the next black left hand of the Cai. Knowing the horror that birthed them, and comparing it to the isolation that forged us, would be very interesting to read and I think likely bring us closer.

[X] The lesson of the roots
 
We focus then, on the outer expressions of the art. The faults and fissures and imperfections of identity. The ways in which it is worn away. The methods by which it is broken," their voice was low and cold.

There was once a man with many names, he too learned to be a thief of winds, but the winds were long stolen, and a master must earn new titles.

Thief of Minds. Thief of Hearts. Thief of Stories. Breaker of Ways

Arch-Heretic of the Dreaming Way.

Ling Qi is turning into Skelly Uncle 2.0 huh
 
Remember, both of these are a lesson of hurt. While it may bring other understanding, the core purpose is giving us another weapon to use in the upcoming war.

I would rather not twist hope as a weapon.

It is important to know that it can be done, that even the most pure ideal will change and warp over time, or be corrupted by other actors. But considering the core purpose of this lesson, I don't think now is the time to internalize it. Instead, I would rather reinforce our lesson of isolation, of privation, of what it means to be cold and hungry and alone in the dark. The worst suffering that the Hui brought to bear. If we are to invade someone's mind with the intent of destruction, I would rather it be direct, a blade carving into their self. Not corrupting and twisting hope and ideals.
Hope and Isolation alike are weapons and its important to recognize that rather than ebing willfully blind. They are tools by which you strike at society to enact change.

If you can't recognize that you'd wind up dispensing hope and then being surprised at the horrific consequences of blind nationalism and meritocracy.

Address the Palace to recognize the dangers. Because all Hope does is lure everyone towards it, regardless of if there are dangers between where they are and where the light shines, or even whether the light itself is dangerous
 
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