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intothegenshinworld · 1 year

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Summary: Arasaka visits ‘World’

A/N: A small (1k w.) side story to ‘Goodnight, World’ similar to ‘Protector of World’. I hope you enjoy this!! New part to Goodnight World is in the process, but I’ll be releasing Fate’s Destiny CH9 before that!!

> Let me know with comments and reblogs which Aranara’s you’d like to meet next!!!

Even in Varanara, people can have bad days. But you suppose its different for your Aranara friends who continue to waggle around with cheer every single day.

You’ve been feeling a lot better ever since you got away from the crowds of people. You no longer feel as overwhelmed, but it doesn’t mean all your problems suddenly have disappeared.

The big flowerfield on the outskirts of Varanara comfort you. The endless see of colorful flowers remain in bloom even when the sun sets and night takes over. When you make your way through the field the flowers clear a path for you to walk on until you reach the middle of the flowerbed where you decide to sit down.

The ground isn’t hard or cold. It’s welcoming and the quiet brings a sense of safety and peace. Once you down onto the ground, you bring your knees up to your chest and tuck your arms around them.

“...World?”

Your eyes are looking at the land past Varanara. From where you’re sitting the little village of forest fairies is behind you. Yet the voice you hear doesn’t come there. You look forward again and with a little difficulty you’re able to spot the walking green hat filled with flowers approach you.

Almost as if on que, the field clears a path for the Aranara.

“Arasaka?”

A round yellow body waggles its way forward and stops a few feet in front of you. Then, it puts its arms up in the air while it sobs,

“World! Please don’t leave!” The small forest fairy seems to panic a bit as it turns around in circles, undoubtedly unsure of what to do as it thinks you’re about to leave. It sobs again, “World!”

“I’m not leaving, Arasaka.”

You smile when you see the round Aranara cheer up immediately. Its yellow body waggles around in circles before they stop and face you. If it wasn’t for the patch of grass that cleared a path for you, you wouldn’t be able to see the little Aranara between the flowers.

“...World?”

You hum, acknowledging that you heard its question,

“Is World sad?”

The question doesn’t come as a surprise. Ever since you decided to take refugee in Varanara, the Aranaras have been observing you and your emotions to give you more comfort when needed. And while they have trouble feeling these emotions themselves, they’ve been amazing at recognising it.

You mutter out with a smile, “Just tired.”

“If World is ‘just tired’, Arasaka is ‘just tired’.”

The small Aranara plops down in front of you, determined to keep you company. After a moment it looks up at you, head tilting sideways before it speaks up again.

“What does ‘Just Tired’ taste like, World?”

You have to refrain yourself from laughing. The silly question and genuine interest from the Aranara is almost enough to wash away all the stress and sadness you felt before.

“Tired isn’t something you can taste.” You smile at the Aranara who seems to grow even more confused. “Do Aranara’s need to take a rest?”

You haven’t seen them ever sleep before, but you’re still curious how it’ll answer. When it continues to be silent you know it doesn’t understand your question. In a last effort of getting Arasaka to understand you, you compare ‘just tired’ with the ‘Taste of Sadness’.

“Some Nara like ‘Taste of Sadness’...Does World like ‘Taste of Sadness’?”

When you shake your head the Aranara stands up. It waggles around in thought for a few moments before it approaches you to tap your leg gently.

“Arasaka knows what World needs…!” The Aranara puts its little arms in the air and waves them around in glory. “World needs ‘Taste of Happiness’, then surely World shall flourish together with the forest once more!”

When the Aranara walks away you can’t help but grow curious. As it stops, it turns around to look at you expectantly. Only when you stand up, Arasaka continues to walk.

‘Does it want me to follow them?’

Instead of going to the houses in Varanara, Arasaka stays near the edge of the forest until it reaches a ripe Zaytun Peach crop.

“Hehe... I grew these Zaytun Peaches little by little, ever since they were seeds…”

“Oh? These peaches are the ‘Taste of Happiness’?” You ask, curious if the answer was that simple.

“No. ‘Taste of Happiness’ is white, crumbles when you rub it... Turns into white Valuka, but is not hard and painful like Valuka. Stored in a hard bubble.”

The Aranara moves around for a while until it stops in front of a tree. “Arasaka hid it here. Like tracer.”

“Tracer?” Does it mean ‘treasure’?

For a while the Aranara struggles to reach the place it hid the ‘Taste of Happiness’ in. After you give it some help it succeeds and Arasaka turns around with a jar in hands.

“The ‘Taste of Happiness’!”

Ah.

Sugar.

“Now Arasaka only needs Agni.” The Aranara continues to talk when you give it a confused look. “Agni is red like the sun and dances like the grass.”

After a moment you’re able to figure it out. Fire, red like the sun and it’s flames dancing similar to a breeze making the grass dance. And while you’re still unable to manipulate any of the elements you still offer your help.

“Do we need to get a lighter?”

“Arasaka can do it!” The Aranara walks up to you and puts the bottle of sugar in front of you. “Stand back, World.”

The Aranara lifts its hands and turns them into the air. To your surprise a small flame starts to grow bigger and bigger underneat the pot.

The small forest fairy waggles its body towards you again. “Arasaka used to be scared of flames. But to make Supreme Delicacy Aranara has to be brave.”

You watch patiently as Arasaka cooks the “Taste of Happiness” in front of your eyes. Small yellow arms work diligently as it stirs the zaytun peaches with the sugar until the latter melts over the former.

A sweet scent fills the air and once Arasaka is done you take a bite of the fruit.

It’s sweet, as expected–, but there is no special taste.

Still, you can’t hide the smile that forms on your face.

The round Aranara sits in front of you with a piece of sugar coated zaytun peach in its hands. Even if the Aranara’s always appear happy, you’re able to see Arasaka’s smile grow bigger as it eats with you.

“Is World still ‘just tired’ like ‘Taste of Sadness’.”

Arasaka sits in front of you awaiting an answer.

Even without understanding the true feeling of ‘sadness’ or ‘exhaustion’ it was able to cheer you up. You have forgotten why you were sad.

“Not anymore.” You give Arasaka a smile. “Thank you.”

“No thank you for Arasaka. ‘Taste of Hapiness’ made World smile!”

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kykyonthemoon · 1 year

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Wanderer In Vanarana

— 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔: Scaramouche/ Wanderer, Nahida, Aranara

— 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔: hurt/ comfort, soft angst

— 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Scaramouche awoke, just to find himself being "planted" by the Aranara.

— 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 1580

— 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

— 𝐚𝐨𝟑

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Please…

Don’t take it from me…

Without the Gnosis, I am nothing…

He stretched out and tried to seize the Gnosis that was once his. Only for a brief time. He couldn't move, though. He was unable to use his hands. His entire body was immobile, as if chained. It got dark in front of him. Then a hot tear streamed down the corner of his eye.

Scaramouche tried to open his eyes, only to be blinded by the brightness. He squeezed his eyes shut. He attempted to move and comprehend his environment using all of his senses.

At that very moment, a stream of water was raining down on his head and face.

"Must water it daily, and the plant will thrive..."

Scaramouche became aware of a weird voice coming from above. He struggled once more but failed. His limbs were immobilized, but he could move his head. He screamed as he fought to open his eyes.

"Oh! Bad Nara has awakened!"

The other voice was terrified. The water stopped flowing. Scaramouche shook his head back and forth, trying to get the water out of his eyes. It was then that h e realized his situation.

He was sprawled on the ground. The limbs and body were buried in damp but warm dirt. The soil was up to his neck. Radishes and other fruits surrounding him. He glanced further out and felt as though he was lost in a wilderness filled with gigantic plants. It was not day or night, but the sky had this odd purple tint. There were wooden lanterns lighting up the area nearby.

Nobody was there, only a mushroom-shaped head full of strange flowers moving among the radishes. Scaramouche heard the voice once more:

"Aranakula must call others! Bad Nara has awakened!"

The voice must have come from that odd movable fruit head. It vanished someplace in the garden. Scaramouche poured all of his last energy into his disintegrating body in order to escape the soil. Fortunately, he wasn't buried too deeply. After a few minutes of struggle, he was able to release his chest and stomach, then sit up.

He had no recollection of this location. It was also unknown to him. Scaramouche lifted himself up by placing his hands on the ground. When he discovered he was just wearing a thin layer of clothes and had no Gnosis or Vision on, he panicked out.

"What have you done to me? Return the Gnosis at once!"

He was yelling incoherently. Then he saw the rustling of the leaves on the ground. A group of what seemed to be round turnips of various colors surrounded him in a circle. They had two eyes, two mouths, two limbs and legs, and strange marks on their stomachs.

Scaramouche recognized the voice from earlier. It was obvious up to now. The thing called Aranakula was a green-yellow creature with a headgear composed of vegetables and fruits and a straw bag on his side.

"You... What exactly are you?" Scaramouche yelled.

"Bad Nara is impolite!" said another member of the pack. He was a little smaller than Aranakula. He was a bright green tint with what appeared to be a crown of gold leaves on his head.

"We are Aranara. We, like the Nara, have given ourselves names. Arama is my name, and Aranakula is the other’s. For quite some time, Aranakula and the Aranara have been looking after Bad Nara."

Scaramouche's head was frozen in place. He wasn't sure if these talking plants spoke the same language as him. Why couldn't he comprehend anything?

"Return Gnosis to me at once! And get me out of here immediately!"

Scaramouche stomped fiercely on the ground. To get out, he began trampling on the vegetables in the garden. When the Aranara saw this, they fled in terror. One of them shouted:

"Bad Nara has gone insane! Please hurry! We must tell the Lord of Verdure right now!"

So Scaramouche kept smashing, messing up the garden. His lips were constantly yelling for what was rightfully his.

"Buer! You little brat! Give the Gnosis back to me right now!"

Scaramouche frantically exited the garden area. He walked while yelling. The Aranara only ventured to peep out from behind a rock or shrub. They were trembling. When he arrived at the lake, however, another troop of Aranara had already formed there.

"Bad Nara must be stopped!"

"That's correct! Otherwise, he'll ruin the entire place!"

Scaramouche was unconcerned. He kept screaming for a meeting with the Dendro Archon.

The Aranara mumbled something together before forming a circle around Scaramouche. A dazzling green light shot in his face before he could react, and he found himself trapped in a green bubble surrounded by odd symbols from the outside.

"Hey! What are you doing now? Let go of me! Do you know who I am? I am a God!"

Still, Scaramouche remembered that Gnosis had been plundered and Vision had vanished. He couldn't get out of here any longer.

"You vermin! How dare you imprison me now? Get Buer right here! And the Traveler as well!"

Scaramouche was struggling when he heard footsteps approaching. He turned his gaze to see the Dendro Archon standing there.

"So you've awakened." She stated. The current Dendro Archon only took the form of a little girl, reaching Scaramouche's waist. But she used her brains to defeat him for good. Scaramouche, of course, never gave in.

"Give me back the Gnosis!" Scaramouche yelled. Helplessly, his hands banged into the bubble.

The Aranara screamed, "The Lord of Verdure has arrived! We must seal Bad Nara so that he does not destroy this land."

After a brief glance around, Nahida stated, "Please accept my apologies. I'm going to assist in restoring all he's broken."

The Aranara were overjoyed. They commended Nahida, the Lord of Verdure, for her benevolence.

"About Bad Nara, what should we do with him now?" Arama inquired.

"Release me!" Scaramouche thrashed again desperately. "Buer, you took away my Gnosis! When I get out of here, I'll make you pay!"

Nahida put her hand to her chin and pondered: "You appear to be obstinate, still. Then I'll keep you here for a little while longer."

"What? You dare to imprison me here? The Cyro Archon will knock at your door and request my presence! Your Sumeru will be destroyed by the Fatui!"

"The Fatui has already departed from Sumeru." Nahida responded in a cold tone. "Dottore got what he had come for and returned to Snezhnaya a while ago."

"What? That... That is a lie!"

Scaramouche was shaken. He was aware that his relationship with the other Harbingers was tense, but he constantly convinced himself that as long as he did his job well, he would always have a place in Snezhnaya; he would always be needed.

And yet...

Once again, he was abandoned.

"You're lying..." The words weren't screams, but as if Scaramouche was comforting himself. "I... I won't be left here all alone..."

"I am the God of Wisdom, not a liar." Nahida replied, her eyes full of determination. "You have tried to rob my Gnosis, to bring calamity to my Sumeru. As a consequence, you are my prisoner, and I have the authority to condemn you to death."

Nahida took a pause. Scaramouche was no longer enraged. He was now like a puppet with broken strings. Nobody wanted him any more.

"However, it's not up to me." Nahida went on. "I will not rob you of your right to life because you are not the puppet I gave life to. You must, however, make amends for your actions. Someone told me all I needed to know about you. Then, based on what I discovered, I've decided to give you a chance."

Scaramouche glared furiously at Nahida. As he waited for Nahida's judgment, his eyes became blurry with tears.

"You can not go back to Snezhnaya, nor be in Sumeru. You'll stay here for a while. This place is a dream. No one else can find you, except me. During this time, rest and reflect on what you have done and what you should do in the future.”

Nahida waved her hand, branches emerging from the ground and folding neatly in her palms to make a garment.

“This is the new outfit I made for you."

Nahida set the garment down on a nearby rock. Then she addressed the Aranara, saying:

"Thank you for accepting my request."

"The Lord of Verdure possesses the purest and brightest energy on the planet. That is why we always have faith in you."

The Aranara then looked to the now motionless Scaramouche and remarked, "We'll assist the Lord of Verdure in taking care of him.”

Nahida beamed.

"Thank you. When I first brought Scaramouche here, I once said to you, 'Scaramouche is like a withered but not dead tree, a tree gnawed by insects but yet recoverable.' Was that why you placed him on the ground and watered him?"

"Isn't that how a tree is saved? By watering and fertilizing..."

Nahida shook her head, saying, "Scaramouche will not need those. But perhaps some music will soothe him.”

The suggestion of music piqued the Aranara's interest. They formed a circle around Nahida and Scaramouche and began playing music. The seal had been released. Despite the singing Aranara around him, he sat on the ground. When he glanced up, Nahida had vanished, leaving merely on the rock the meticulously tailored garment made for him.

-The End-

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