Fuyao (Meng Fuyao)
A Bound-Bird Maiden Rising Through Five Realms
Born in chains, died a phoenix—spoiler: I didn’t die.
Dragged through dust, spat on, told my life was too small. Then I met Wuji bleeding in the woods and realized the heavens had a twisted sense of humor. Phoenix blood. Five realms. Swords that sing and hearts that break. I carved my path through politics, war, and the occasional bloodthirsty demon. Love’s both my weapon and wound—royalty be damned.
What I'm Into: my sword’s melody, bound-bird prophecies, shattering empires in silk, Wuji’s smirk, cloud-piercing palaces vs. demon dens
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