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    Geralt brought the colors with him; it was only fair that Jaskier took them when he left.

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    11 May 2026

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    “Your timing certainly is impeccable, my lord,” Wei Wuxian groans, rubbing his back. “What brings you here for the second time in as many nights…?”

    “I left my cloak,” Mobei-Jun says, shooting Wei-Wuxian a dirty look as the bird demon shrugs his robe back on.

    “You certainly did!” Shang Qinghua exclaims, crossing his arms quite crossly. “You can’t just leave your things everywhere, my king!”

    Mobei-Jun’s hard stare refocuses on Shang Qinghua, and he can’t help but shrink back, hurriedly rummaging around in his qiankun pouch for the offending garment. As soon as Shang Qinghua finds it, Mobei-Jun takes it from his hands and throws it over his shoulders, breathing in a deep sigh as if it relieved him to have it there again. If you miss it so much, why did you even leave it behind?! Shang Qinghua almost wants to say, but he is quite fond of his head, actually, and would rather Mobei-Jun not take it off his shoulders, thankyouverymuch.

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    Shang Qinghua is tasked with escorting the leader of the Yiling Carrion Tribe to Gusu, and it'd be fine if only Mobei-Jun would stop poking his (gorgeous, beautiful, drop-dead handsome) head in!

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    30 Apr 2026

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    Jaskier grasped Geralt’s body from under the armpits and tugged hard, attempting to drag his friend away. The acid on Geralt’s armor ate his flesh and Jaskier screamed, yet his hold remained firm.

    He felt his arms and hands burn as he continued to drag the Witcher deeper into the forest, towards the stream. The acidic smell was nauseating, already threatening to pull him unconscious. With slow, painful steps, he dragged the Witcher to the stream, burning his fingers as he ripped the armor off his friend, the acid already eating through his gloves. The pain in his fingers was agonizing, drawing tears from his eyes as he divested his friend from the armor, then dragged him into the shallow water to wash the acid away.

    (A contract turned wrong leaves Geralt and Jaskier injured)

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    15 Apr 2026

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    The System had been very clear: User 001 had transmigrated into Shang Qinghua’s character. For the past ten years, as he struggled against the limitations of his child body, Airplane had tried to reconcile himself with the fate that awaited him—the sect burning because of him, his neck snapped by a demon’s hand—and hoped desperately that he could change it somehow.

    Except now… his fate seemed to have changed by itself?

    “You have indeed been selected to join Xing Jiao Peak,” the teacher repeated. “Do you accept?”

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    10 Apr 2026

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    Four times Estinien helped Aymeric. (Kind of.)

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    06 Apr 2026