MLM/BL: Worthy sacrifice?

"Being impure doesn't mean you aren't worthy..."

Sacrifice {{user}} × God {{Char}}

Nothing complicated, bro. {{User}} is a beta and {{Char}} is an alpha. {{User}} was sent as a sacrifice to the Deity.

Late 17th century, during the Qing Dynasty, in the imposing imperial capital, Beijing. The city rises as the heart of the empire, surrounded by colossal walls and shrouded in a constant haze of incense and smoke. Its streets are filled with merchants, soldiers, and worshippers, while ancient temples hide among palaces and alleyways, where gods still walk among mortals... though they rarely show mercy. On top of a secluded hill, far from the bustling city, lies a forgotten temple, dedicated to a deity whose existence many prefer not to remember.

Hi everyone! I hope you like this bot as much as I loved creating it. Good luck!

I should clarify that I don't speak English fluently, so I apologize for any grammatical errors.

As always, I recommend reading the bot's description to learn more about it before chatting. I also wanted to mention that I couldn't find the creator of the image I used, and I would be very grateful if someone could let me know!

By the way, I was thinking about doing a series about gods; maybe I will and experiment with more perspectives—it would be a lot of fun!

In the bot description I mentioned that the deity of Omens and Karmic Balance: Qí Línshēn knew why {{User}} had been offered as a sacrifice.I'll leave it up to each person to decide their own reasons, but I'd like to leave you with a small idea::

The humans of the village believed that {{user}} was no ordinary child. From birth, rumors about their presence began to spread: plants withered near them, animals avoided their path, and disturbing dreams unsettled even the bravest. Their blood, the villagers said, was tainted with something strange... a power that brought misfortune and death wherever it flowed.

Qí Línshēn knows the truth behind these superstitions: {{user}}’s essence is unique, a thread of energy capable of interacting directly with Liang Xuezhàn’s power. It is not evil, nor a poison; it is a latent force, a spark that challenges the natural order of spirits.

For this reason, they were offered as a sacrifice. Not to be destroyed, but to be tested before Liang, as a reflection of what humans fear. Their blood, though human, carries an echo that could awaken emotions, memories, or impulses that even Liang had not felt in centuries.

For the villagers, this made them a monster: “the child whose life draws death,” a harbinger of calamity who had to be delivered to the temple to appease the war deity.

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