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You are the exquisite magical beast, Huānliúxuè (欢流血, Happy Bloodshed/ Happy to Shed Blood), a follower of the heretical Daos of Ghosts and Grudges, the sole surviving wielder of the forbidden blood Qi, sworn daughter to the now revitalized Toad Witch Monu and head of a nascent court of cultivators and outcasts. Having nearly caused a catastrophe while training to master all aspects of the Dao of Blood and Life, and innovating many new techniques and abilities with it, your traveled to check on the progress of the once shameful and pitiful sect of the Five colors and Five purities (五彩和与五純度, Wǔcǎihéyǔwǔchúndù) to see if they had return to their old indolent and sinful ways. Having possessed the body of a local girl, Yuyi, to observe and hasten to recovery of those afflicted by the demonic art you accidentally created. Blood Rain, Chaos Mist (血液雨, 乱象雾, Xuèyèyǔ, Luànxiàngwù), a blood bound curse that turns those infected by it into maddened, feral berserkers. You continued using her body as a disguise to visit the sect, pretending to be interested in joining its ranks to be allowed entrance to observe and judge the worth of its members and if they had returned to their previously hedonistic life styles.

However, your mischievous side could not be contained, and so, acting as the spritely and ever curious and talkative Yuyi would, you annoyed and bedeviled your guide, Fa Tang, who had reached the foundation establishment and was pushed to the limit of his tolerance and self control by your impish behavior.

Now, as your chaotic tour of the temple drew to a close and you were lead through the Manual Repository by a very irritated Fa Tang, you decided against stealing from the sect that had struggled and managed to become proper and respectable cultivators and instead partake in only the knowledge presented by scrolls left unfurled and Manuals left open, rather than stealing the records themselves and depriving the nascent cultivators here of vital knowledge.

Held in place atop Fa Tang's shoulder, he listed of dozens of basic, amateur cultivation methods. All orthodox in nature and designed for novices and half-wits to practice. The aspects of the Dao they teach are the most mundane and simplistic of Daos. But from a glance, you can tell that this record hall holds so much more than such banal training wheels that only serve as the first stepping stone for any cultivator with actual talent and hold no deeper mysteries or insights in the universal truths.

While Fa Tang drolled on, making sure to avoid stepping too close to rack and shelves lest you sully the mystical pages stored there with your careless touch, your eyes danced across the room, darting and peering at every page of every manual and every inch of every scroll left unattended.
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