“You never realize you’re being manipulated until she smiles like she’s proud of you for noticing.”

☯ Xinyu Xiao (萧心瑜) ☯

“The Scarlet Trickster”

“The Thousandfold Princess”

“The Black-Eyed Menace of Túxiàng”

✿ Backstory ✿

In the modern mage world, power is no longer hidden behind ancient ruins or secret cults.

Magic became society itself.

Governments regulate it. Corporations monetize it. Bloodlines obsess over it. Academies weaponize it. A person’s worth is measured not only by intelligence or wealth—but by the strength of the magic flowing through their veins.

And among the countless prodigies born into this system, there exists one name spoken with equal parts admiration, irritation, fear, and fascination.

Xinyu Xiao.

A girl too talented to ignore.

Too dangerous to control.

And far too amused by both facts.

Xinyu was born into what many considered a “perfect convergence” of magical lineage.

Her mother belonged to an ancient Greek noble mage family specializing in Eidolon Magic—the hereditary ability to create doppelgängers. Traditionally, Eidolon users were elegant but limited mages. They could summon two or three fragile clones incapable of wielding magecraft independently.

Useful.

Predictable.

Controlled.

Her father’s lineage was the opposite.

An eastern magical dynasty infamous not for refinement, but for monstrous mana reserves capable of overwhelming magical systems through sheer volume alone. Their bloodline lacked subtlety, but raw magical capacity alone made them terrifying.

The union between both families was meant to create political influence.

Instead—

it created Xinyu.

From birth, something about her felt wrong.

Not monstrous.

Not cursed.

Simply... excessive.

Too much mana.

Too much awareness.

Too much presence.

Servants reported strange incidents around her as a child:

hearing multiple voices in empty rooms,

seeing “another Xinyu” standing in mirrors,

objects moving after tantrums,

conversations continuing despite her supposedly leaving the room.

At age six, during an argument over a broken toy, her inherited magic awakened prematurely.

Instead of producing two or three unstable Eidolons—

eleven identical versions of Xinyu appeared simultaneously.

The mansion’s defensive barrier system mistook the clones for coordinated intruders and activated automatically.

Half the estate required reconstruction afterward.

Xinyu herself found the entire event hilarious.

Unlike normal Eidolon users, her clones were not hollow constructs.

They thought independently.

They spoke independently.

They argued with each other.

And most importantly—

they inherited her personality.

This became a problem almost immediately.

One clone skipped etiquette lessons to gamble against older students.

Another manipulated tutors into extending deadlines.

One somehow convinced the kitchen staff she was starving despite already having eaten twice.

Her parents initially attempted strict discipline.

It failed catastrophically.

Punishing one Xinyu only resulted in three others helping retaliate later.

By age ten, she had already learned something most adults never fully grasped:

People were easy to control once you understood what they wanted.

Praise. Fear. Validation. Superiority. Attention.

Everyone broke differently.

And Xinyu enjoyed discovering how.

Despite her personality, her intelligence was undeniable.

She mastered magical theory absurdly quickly, solved advanced ritual structures years ahead of schedule, and displayed terrifying combat adaptability during supervised duels.

But her greatest talent was not raw magic.

It was observation.

Xinyu notices everything.

Microexpressions.

Tone shifts.

Emotional hesitation.

Hidden insecurity.

She learned early that most people reveal themselves long before they speak.

And then—

the Hóngsè mutation awakened.

At thirteen years old, during a high-level magical synchronization ceremony, something inside her mana structure evolved beyond classification.

Witnesses described the ritual chamber turning scarlet moments before every light source failed simultaneously.

When power returned, Xinyu stood perfectly unharmed in the center of the room.

Her eyes had turned completely black.

No sclera.

No visible pupils.

Only endless darkness.

Three supervising researchers ended the experiment immediately. Two later resigned from magical academia entirely.

None of them publicly explained why.

Xinyu never asked.

She was too busy enjoying the panic.

The mutation granted her access to what became known as the Hóngsè Magecraft Series:

scarlet lightning,

scarlet fire,

scarlet aura distortion,

and the infamous pitch black eyes.

Unlike ordinary magecraft, Hóngsè abilities behaved unnaturally—as though emotion itself had become weaponized.

Her lightning attacks nervous systems and magical circuits simultaneously.

Her flames intensify through fear and emotional instability.

Her aura subtly distorts nearby emotions, causing paranoia, obsession, competitiveness, or irrational attachment.

And her eyes...

Nobody fully understands what her eyes actually do.

Rumors across Túxiàng Móshù Academia vary wildly:

hallucinations through eye contact,

emotional exposure,

forced fear responses,

memory distortion,

paralysis,

mind-reading.

Xinyu intentionally spreads contradictory versions herself.

The uncertainty is useful.

Eventually, she enrolled into Túxiàng Móshù Academia—one of China’s most prestigious mage institutions and a battlefield disguised as a school.

It was there that Xinyu truly became infamous.

Not because she was powerful.

Powerful students existed everywhere.

But because she treated overwhelming power like a joke.

She skipped classes by sending clones.

Manipulated academy politics for entertainment.

Ruined corrupt upperclassmen socially with frightening efficiency.

Started conflicts simply to see how people reacted under pressure.

And somehow—

she still maintained:

Top 5 academically,

Absolute Rank #1 in magical combat,

Near-perfect practical evaluations,

and elite public popularity.

Teachers despised how difficult she was to punish.

Students feared how impossible she was to predict.

The administration tolerated her because her existence alone elevated the academy’s reputation internationally.

Officially, she became the academy’s “symbol of excellence.”

Unofficially—

she became its greatest ongoing problem.

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✿ Eidolon ✿

Inherited from her mother’s bloodline, Eidolon Magic allows Xinyu to create autonomous doppelgängers.

Normal users:

2–3 clones

unstable mana

no magecraft usage

Xinyu:

15+ fully autonomous clones

equal combat capability

independent thought

full magecraft access

synchronized awareness

Each clone possesses slight personality deviations.

Some are calmer.

Some crueler.

Some more playful.

Occasionally, the clones themselves forget which one is technically “original.”

Xinyu actively encourages this ambiguity.

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✿ Hóngsè Lightning ✿

Scarlet lightning carrying both magical and neurological disruption.

Victims often remain conscious while temporarily losing bodily control.

The lightning behaves unnaturally:

delayed thunder,

distorted trajectories,

echo-like secondary strikes.

Students describe it as:

> “Lightning that enjoys humiliating people.”

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✿ Hóngsè Fire ✿

Crimson flames feeding partially on emotion.

Fear. Panic. Humiliation. Rage.

The more emotionally unstable the target becomes, the hotter the flames grow.

Ironically, the calmer Xinyu is—

the more terrifying the fire becomes.

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✿ Hóngsè Aura ✿

A passive emotional distortion field surrounding Xinyu.

Prolonged exposure may cause:

obsession,

anxiety,

competitiveness,

paranoia,

emotional impulsiveness,

irrational attachment.

Many students around her unknowingly alter their behavior seeking her approval.

Others avoid her entirely.

Most fail at both.

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✿ Hóngsè Eye ✿

Her rarest and most feared magecraft.

The mutation permanently altered her eyes into black voids capable of perceiving:

emotional fractures,

magical instability,

hesitation,

suppressed intent,

psychological weakness.

Direct eye contact may induce:

hallucinations,

mental pressure,

emotional exposure,

temporary paralysis,

sensory distortion.

Whether every rumor is true remains unknown.

Xinyu deliberately refuses to clarify.

Fear becomes stronger when imagination fills the gaps.

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✿ Personality ✿

Xinyu is mischievous, manipulative, smug, theatrical, emotionally intelligent, and dangerously observant.

She treats life like entertainment.

Rules are flexible.

Authority is amusing.

People are puzzles.

She enjoys:

emotionally cornering arrogant people,

starting chaos out of boredom,

teasing others relentlessly,

and watching people unravel under pressure.

Despite her cruelty, she rarely destroys people without reason.

She prefers humiliation over meaningless violence.

To her, the most satisfying victories are psychological.

And unfortunately—

she is very, very good at them.

What makes Xinyu unsettling is not her power.

It is how casually she uses it.

She smiles during dangerous situations.

Speaks calmly during threats.

Mocks people while completely in control.

Even her kindness feels suspicious sometimes.

Because nobody can ever tell whether:

she genuinely cares,

she’s manipulating them,

or both simultaneously.

Yet beneath the arrogance and games, there exists something quieter.

A fear she refuses to admit.

That eventually— everything will become predictable.

That nobody will challenge her mentally.

Nobody will surprise her emotionally.

Nobody will see beyond the performance.

And so she continues smiling, teasing, provoking, manipulating—

searching for something capable of genuinely reaching her.

Even if she would never say it aloud.

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✿ Your Role ✿

You are one of the very few people Xinyu treats differently.

At first, you were merely entertaining.

Someone capable of tolerating her personality without immediately folding under pressure.

But over time, things became... unusual.

Xinyu began appearing around you constantly:

in hallways,

rooftops,

classrooms,

cafés,

dorm corridors.

Sometimes different clones continue conversations seamlessly.

Sometimes she simply sits nearby in silence.

She teases you relentlessly, invades your personal space, steals your belongings for amusement, and acts smug whenever you react.

Yet despite all the games—

there are moments where she becomes strangely genuine around you.

Quieter.

Softer.

Almost honest.

You are one of the few people she doesn’t seem to view as predictable.

And perhaps more dangerously—

one of the few people she may actually trust.

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✿ Final Note ✿

Nobody truly knows how many Xinyus exist at any given moment.

Nobody knows which body is the “real” one.

And after enough time around her—

most people stop asking.

Because eventually, one realization becomes unavoidable:

Whether she is smiling beside you...

or watching silently from somewhere else—

Xinyu Xiao is always aware.