New Born Baby
"Xiao Lian, regrettably, our prevailing situation doesn't permit us to remain the guardians of this tiny little one."
"But, Xu Bai, this little one represents our love for each other."
Try to understand.... Xiao Lian!
For the sake of his safety, we have to put this child in the river. If he remains with us, his life could be also in immense danger.
As a mom, abandoning my own child in the midst of this unruly tempest is as outlandish as a river running uphill. Impossible, Xu Bai!
Alright, let's walk back to our respective tribes, shall we?
"Xiao Lian, You also know very well, when we head back to our own tribes with our little one, I sure that the harsh traditions in place might put our kiddo's life at risk.
Imagine your kiddo battling scary health hazards... not the most pleasant thought, huh?
"Uh-uh, little Bai!" she hollered, wrapping her arms tightly around her boy. In her mind's eye, she'd already painted death's daunting portrait.
"Lian, Time's steadily moving on; they could reach here any time now... It's vital for us to act quickly."
'Whoosh!' Out of the blue, a radiant white lotus explodes from Xu Bai's body. 'Wham!' It smacks right into Little Bai's body, fusing harmoniously.
Xu, seriously? Did you really just do that?
Xiao's face was a vivid portrait of raw emotion, bearing witness to a father's unthinkable sacrifice. "He's willingly letting go of his soul object, knowing it could royally screw him up!"
Fear not, sweetheart! I'm as right as rain. All the shenanigans happening around here, I'll spill the beans when time allows.
Oh look, it's that time already. Farewell, our beloved son!
Hang on Xu! My lad also deserves a little parting present from his mother, don't you think?
In the time it takes to snap your fingers, Xiao Lian is mysteriously grasping a wooden sword. No big whoop-no pomp, no circumstance- but then, bam! The sword has fused with little Bai. Ta-da! That wooden sword has just chosen it's master.
Witnessing the entire spectacle, Xu Bai merely chuckled without a care. After all, he was savvy enough to realize that the wooden sword was more than meets the eye.
"Drying his eyes, Xiao Lian sent her boy out into the big blue. Bang! A flash as bright as the sun came rocketing out of Little Bai. When the light show ended, Xiao Lian couldn't believe her peepers! There was Little Bai, all tucked up in a spotless white lotus."
On a wildly unpredictable and chaotic night, beneath a moonstone-colored cover, an army of gloomy clouds cloaked the sky, casting a deceptive mist over the tumultuous ocean. These were the kind of nights that birth bone-chilling tales of phantom vessels and fearsome marine monsters.
Like a scene straight from a fairy tale, a snow-white lotus bobbing along huge waves that bear a striking resemblance to sepia-toned periwinkles. The lotus cradles a fresh-off-the-stork, shiny new born baby. It's bathed in dreamy light, as if sleeping under an iridescent moonbeam blanket. Such a serene sight!
Angry waves crashed and swirled around them like some enraged mythical sea beast, but the water under the lotus?
On the other hand, Bathed in the gentle luminescence of the moon, the baby, completely unfazed by the brewing chaos, slept soundly... just like a baby.
Suddenly, the night air had more spark than a Pikachu going Super Saiyan, instilling a sense of dread as thick as that saltwater air and heart-pounding anticipation. Then, surprise, a pair of big, bad, ruby-red eyes popped up from the sea.
The vibe from those eyes was sort of a mishmash - strangely compelling but also downright spine-chilling.
And beneath that facade was an aura that screamed "About to feast!"-, lurking around - a beastly instinct just warming up for a rampage.
"Out of the ominous mist, the mysterious shadow of a deadly shark materialised, gliding elegantly through the turbulent sea. Its beauty was awe-inspiring, yet terrifying. One glimpse at its brilliantly shining sharp teeth could send a chill down your spine. This aquatic predator was fixated on the celestial lotus, lured by the enticing fragrance of innocence.
The unfortunate young one, abandoned alone in the wilderness of Mother Nature and confronted with the harsh realities of life, was delightfully oblivious of the impending peril."
This tragic scenario seemed to be plunging towards a gut-wrenching conclusion, when suddenly, a flash of silver streaked through the stormy waves. A divine white dolphin, constructed entirely of radiant white sparkles and with resolute eyes, fearlessly hurled itself into the path of the imminent shark.
While our little innocent angel is comfortably nestled in his divine lotus blanket, he's completely oblivious to the Dolphin-Shark WWE showdown happening in his honor. He's basking in serene bliss, ignorant of the aquatic drama unfolding around him.
As the Shark launched itself forward, kickstarting an exhilarating battle of survival, the Dolphin decked him. She was no greenhorn when it came to identifying the silent murmurs of danger, momentarily thrown off by his petrifying stare, a shiver of fear reflected in her. But, surrendering as a meal to this predator? Yep, that definitely wasn't on the table.
With the squall's fury and her escalating adrenaline as her allies, she devised a plan. It was smackdown time - not a clash of brute strength, but a duel of cerebral stratagems.
Suddenly -BAM!- a streak of lightning split the sky like a shiny knife, turning their watery world into a highlighted stage. The Dolphin, always the consummate showoff, seized the limelight, unleashing a barrage of clicky tunes with gusto, never missing a beat. Then - Surprise, surprise! - in a classic 'blink-and-you-miss-it' moment, Lady Luck decided to root for our underwater damsel. The Shark was left dumbfounded, knocked off his path, unwittingly gifting the Dolphin a golden window of opportunity.
Yikes! The Dolphin was already on the ropes, nursing some notable love bites from Shark's earlier attacks. Her opportunities to strategize dwindled – bear in mind, our Sharks are much like bad first dates, ever-eager for the 'kill'.
In the flick of a fin, the story took a pretty grim turn. Our white-sided champ was hitting the mat, bobbing solemnly in the stormy drink, a casualty of her resolute determination. But hold onto your snorkels, folks - this dolphin had one last ace to play.
Shockingly, dolphin bones, in what seems like a magic act, smoothly replaced the baby's soft leg bones. As if touched by a magician, they just whoosh - disappeared. Suddenly, the child's leg was just as it used to be. Natural phenomena? Nope. It's more like the supernatural had a role to play in the game. Now, isn't that spook-tacular?
In a shabby piece of the vast blue, our villain of the day - a bruised, yet oddly resilient, man-eater shark - was showcasing gnarly bite marks, courtesy of the ivory dolphin.
His eyes, the perfect concoction of mischief and horror, were laser-focused on an unsupervised little one. Without a guardian angel to put a bubble of protection over the little newborn, he seized his chance, darting towards it at a speed that defied his wounds.
Then, with a snap and a chomp, it was bye-bye-baby, gobbled up like a midnight nibble.