I fixed the introduction.

This is the new version of "Flowers that Bloom". I ask for pardon and forgiveness to those who have read the first version. It is an OC-centrice fic, but I'm trying my best to make it suitable for you beloved readers.

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I am known as Ai Xin. Born in a small not much known town in the Wei territory, I learned what it's like to live as a peasant. The land that surrounds the small town is fertile enough to support its citizens. But the war of the three kingdoms has greatly affected it, it came to the point wherein I have to make many grave decisions. Here is how my story began:

"We have to leave this house Ai Xin," shouted the rushing voice of an elderly woman. She made a grab on important items while dragging her eighteen-year-old daughter. They scrambled out of the house when Ai Xin remembered something.

"Mother please, let me go!" came Xin's voice, she pulled her hand away from her mother's vicious grip. "I left something back in the house!"

"No, there's no time for that, let's-"

"I know how to take care of myself." Her mother shot a very worried look. Ai Xin's voice kept firm, "Mother please, you go ahead. I'll be fine."

"Ai Xin-!" called the elderly woman, but the young girl didn't heed her mother's voice and ran back to the flaming house.


That's the last time I saw my mother. I went back into our house. I deftly dodged the falling debris and ashes, but the smoke slowed my reactions to anything else. My eyesight started to grow black as I reached the family treasure room.

It has to be here. It has to be!!!

Scrambling through the ashes, I found the glimmering hilt of a small dagger. Reaching out to grab it, a small burning piece of wood fell on my legs that I stumbled forward. My pants caught on fire. I ignored it and took the dagger from its resting place and finally running out of the burning threshold. My body kept on going because of the pain on my leg. I staggered and fell on the ground, rolling like a dog to put the fire out. Once the flame has died, I tried to go on further… but…

I passed out…


A cold sensation brought me awake from my slumber.

"Get up you lazy whelp!" boomed a hoarse man's voice. "I'm putting you up on sale now."

I groaned. Pain rippled to the very tip of my body. I slowly opened my eyes against the blinding light. I blinked a few times. Noise started to fill my ears. It sounded like… the market place.


There you go! The prologue. The next chapters is the start of Ai Xin's story!

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