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m1d-45 · 1 year

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Heheehee would love to see venti post-imposter au like that one u did for zhongli...I love guilt >:)))) and thank u, u r amazing!!!!

unnamed poem, unnamed bard

a/n: wrote a whole poem for this. hope you enjoy <3

-> warnings: reader is dead. reader is a literal corpse and is described and referred to as such. major spoilers for mondstat archon quest, the most microscopic spoilers for liyue archon quest.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie

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‘the creator is the highest god across every nation.’

seven sets of eyes stared at the body in front of them, at the arrow shot through it’s throat. several other wounds crossed the body, but none were as lethal as the first.

‘they have created everything, from the clouds-‘

angry gray rippled across the sky, thunder crackling in the distance. the storm had been brewing all day, and now the reason why was clear.

‘-to the air-‘

wind howled and cried, whipping through hair and pulling at clothes. one of the ties around venti’s braids had been ripped away, the hair beginning to unravel in the gale. still, even as nahida clutched at focalor’s cloak to stay standing—poor girl, she’d been trying to convince her—the clothes on the corpse were still.

‘-to the earth beneath our feet.’

blood seeped into the ground below, shimmering even in the dim light filtering through the clouds. the brick pattern below had shining blue for grout, blood tracing a spiderweb out.

‘they are only to be adored with the highest of veneration.’

thin hands shook around the handle of a bow, painted nails digging into the grip. barbatos’ eyes are wide, teal, unblinking gaze staring at the body as if it would magically come back to life. as if it would reach, pull out the arrow, as if it would sit up and chide him for behaving so rashly. it doesn’t.

‘after all…’

amber eyes search for purple, then red, black gloves tightening around the geo lord’s weapon. he was not without sin, having also participated in the chase—none were truly pure, none truly deserved any form of forgiveness except for maybe nahida.

‘it is they to which we owe our lives.’

seven chests heaved with a variety of emotions—adrenaline, contrition, horror—but an eighth was oddly regular. blank, lifeless eyes, matching the color of the ones on the corpse, curved with a smile. well done! they cheered, silent pride shining in the dim light.

‘they are stronger than steel.’

“who are you?”

the gritted voice of the pyro archon shattered the fragile silence.

“me?”

‘brighter than the sun.’

the false god put a hand to their chest, the fake shock on their face not hiding their glee. “well, i’m your god, aren’t i?”

‘with their iron-strong will,’

six hands tightened on weapons. one set let go of cloth, small stature still brimming with anger.

‘eons long work begun.’

new blood stained the dirt, red instead of divine blue. the fake’s body jerked, elemental reactions dancing across their skin as their body fell to the floor. superconduct burned out their eyes, overload locked up their lungs, quicken sped up the rate at which blood flowed from their veins. frozen pinned their still-twitching body to floor as they slowly died.

the gods almost wished that it had taken them longer to die. they certainly didn’t deserve a quick death.

‘they forged the valleys and plains.’

seven voices united by the covered body of their god, undivided by worldly squabbles. grudges and bitterness fell away, if only for now, seven heads bowed on seven sets of knees. even nahida, innocent as she was, had knelt alongside them here. seven prayers were lifted on seven tongues, some wavering, all weak. the scenery did little to distract when they knew they had slaughtered it’s maker.

‘mountains shaped, clouds retained.’

the burial was silent, only the sound of dirt against dirt breaking the solemn air. shimmering jade rose from the earth, obsidian lettering carving out their sin. seven were too weak to continue standing, seven sets of tears beginning to fall. seven asked for forgiveness.

‘as night turned to day turned to night again,’

none would receive it.

‘their last creation made, to their own world they ascend.’

grass and flowers were quick to grow over the unsettled dirt, risking quick uprooting for the chance to get closer. seven hearts burned. seven souls screamed.

drinks hit their tables with loud bangs. ‘who are you, bard?” a man called. ‘where have you heard such things?’

barbatos was the first to flee, unable to bear feeling their aura so long after their death. his wide wings flapped erratically, all of his usual grace lost as tears blurred his vision. the cuffs of his shirt clung to his skin, droplets of blue already staining to matter how hard he tried to scrub it out. it refused to even smudge.

he tucked his wings in and dove, barely even trying to slow his fall once he got closer to the ground, not feeling the pain in his feet. he stumbled once, twice, then collapsed at the foot of his own anemo statue.

the boy laughed, the teal on his nails matching the mirth in his eyes.

barbatos’ chest heaved, the air he commands abandoning him in his time of need. the peaceful breeze of windrise couldn’t hide the uneven beats of his heart, the cool stone behind him not soothing the burn on his face. he could see them, the golden chains of his crimes, already encircling his arms. the fingers that pulled the string stiffened with shining rings, too tight to be comfortable, his opposite palm already beginning to glow. some scrap of his consciousness mourned how it would affect his ability to play, to drink, to move, the unforgiving chains binding his actions.

the larger majority mourned his god.

‘you can call me venti.’

#*kicks down your doors* HEY YALL EVER HEARD OF PARALLELISM #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin #genshin impact #sagau impostor au #sagau zhongli #sagau venti #sagau ei #sagau raiden shogun #self aware genshin #genshin self aware au #ever-thankful that poetry is one of my hobbies 🙏🙏 how would i write my rhyme-loving bard otherwise?#venti angst #tw death #death tw #tw: death #dead reader #this. exhausts the idea of you being dead. gotta be safe abt it #this was meant to be a drabble involving the karma idea i had on… i wanna say ‘the scottish play’?#nope it was ‘death rebirth new life’.#but i recognize it covers everything but the karma… so..#may or may not elaborate on this in the future? like with you being revived/isekai’d and he’s very teary and repentful #or maybe he refuses to even get close? unwilling to allow you to be harmed by him once more even as his chains start to cinch his lungs-#ok i need to stop before i write an essay in the tags #(but what if he /zhongli went to the grave to pay respects only to find it empty? what if THAT????)#guess who forgot a TITLE!!#edit was that i added one: it’s shit but i needed something for the m. list

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seabirdtxt · 10 months

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Event batch 6

We're finally here! Last batch of event requests, I can't believe how many amazing ideas you guys trusted me to write for you! 🤭🩵 thank you all for being here and supporting my little fics!

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All three of these are part of the same request, by @resident-cryptid 🩵🤗 an exploration of the SAGAU archons that aren't Zhongli, and the regret of their own actions!

SAGAU!Venti - Imposter AU, angst, on-screen violence, Creator does reincarnate

SAGAU!Ei - Imposter AU, angst, on-screen violence, torture, Creator does not reincarnate

SAGAU!Nahida - Imposter AU, angst, off-screen violence, Creator’s post-death status unknown

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SHAKE

The wind never lies. That’s the only thought that runs through Venti’s head as he chases the impostor through the Whispering Woods. The wind is the origin of all speech, of stories and truths and whispers under your breath. The people who speak can tell falsehoods as much as they please, but the wind itself will never lie.

Which is why Venti doesn’t know what to do with his own heart when the wind tells him that the person on their hands and knees crawling away from him, because he’d shot both of their heel tendons with his impeccable accuracy, is the true Creator.

But Venti has his orders, and he has his bow, and he lifts the weapon with shaking hands as he takes aim. You plead to him in a language he doesn’t understand, and the tears that fall from your agonized expression shimmer like crystals as they fall to the ground. You drag yourself further, leaving furrows in the dirt.

A turquoise arrow pins your left hand to the underbrush, and you let out another shriek of pain. The universal language of all living things. Venti’s stomach churns.

Another arrow grazes your cheek as you turn your head to beg him for mercy, and though Venti is not usually one to drag something like this out there’s just something clawing at the back of his mind that wants him to stopstopstopstOPSTOPSTOP-

The next arrow does not miss its mark, but only just. There is a scream both in the air and deep within Venti’s skull as the arrow pierces the side of your neck. The sensation is debilitating, it sends the bard to his knees and he holds his head in both hands as he watches in horror as you writhe and suffer from the poor shot, pulsing dark red through the wound rather than the merciful shot he’d been trying for.

It’s almost a relief when you finally expire, the screaming cuts off abruptly from all sources and Venti collapses on his hands in relief. There’s nothing as he watches your body turn to glittering dust, the wind sighing as if in relief. As if in pain.

The dust coalesces a few feet away, you. On your rump, you scoot away with all four intact limbs, gasping and trembling. The wind betrays its Archon as it sweeps you up in a whirlwind of twigs and leaves and raw Anemo, leaving Venti alone in the woods.

The worst part about atonement is people assuming you regret the wrong thing. When Venti returns to Mond with the revelation that the impostor has been killed, at the expense of his own powers, people believe he regrets having given up his elemental connection.

In truth, what he regrets most are the words he says and fails to say. He knows now, he thinks, that the true impostor is the one who ordered your death. The one he carried out. But, in order to protect you from others who would seek your end, the same way he sought it mere hours before, he needed to lie.

That’s when his voice fails, and his breath is stolen from him by the very Anemo he used to command. The tall tale he'd spend the entire journey back practicing? It never leaves his lips. For the first time in a long time, the bard is silent. He isn't sure he can ever speak again.

The people infer the outcome on their own, but Venti never tells them, because to say he killed an imposter would be a lie. And the wind, the air that freezes inside him and prevents him from blaspheming further, never lies.

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RATTLE

Is it overkill to order the entire Shogunate forces to bring in the imposter? It’s been so long since EI had waged an honest war. The Raiden Shogun had overseen the VIsion Hunt Decree, leaving EI mostly out of the action, and being in command of the armies once more is a feeling that the Electro Archon had sorely missed.

Maybe it’s that feeling of elation that carries her as she leads the hunt herself, at the forefront of her army. It's no competition for who finds the imposter first, and Ei’s own hand clasps around the pathetic creature’s wrists as she leads them to the Tenryou detention center.

The heavily guarded detention center is cleared out of all prisoners save for one: the imposter, you.

There's a thrill under Ei’s artificial skin as she drags the point of her spear over the impostor's skin. In the low light of the prison cell, the blood that spills looks almost black.

“Tell me why you have impersonated our Creator,” Ei demands, easing up on the pressure of her blade momentarily. “What is your purpose? If you tell the truth, I will make what follows as painless as possible.”

You spit a wad of blood with a weak cough, a result of punctured lungs from earlier sessions. “I don’t- don’t know what you’re talking about…” you wheeze through gritted teeth, the same answer you’d given every other time you’d been asked the same question.

The room is dark, to prevent you from seeing shadows through your blindfold and guessing your gaoler's next move. You can hear her moving around you, but without the advantage of seeing her shadow you have no idea what she’s about to do.

“You are persistent,” Ei remarks coolly. “You would be commended for your perseverance in the face of danger, were you one of my own soldiers.”

The flat of her blade tilts your chin upward, making you strain your neck to avoid being decapitated.

“... Unfortunately, you are not one of my soldiers. And I tire of your incessant lies.”

You let out a bloodcurdling scream as Ei’s spear comes down with finality, piercing straight through your inner thigh and severing the artery there with deadly precision.

Ei watches almost dispassionately as you bleed out, mere seconds passing before you slump over, lifeless. With a single gesture, she commands for the torches to be lit once more.

The scene that greets her is horrific.

The dark blood she assumed was red is, in fact, a stunning deep gold. It’s splashed across every surface, decorating the room like foil leaf, and it pools under your body like a mirror, reflecting your empty, accusatory eyes back at her.

The realization strikes her like thunder. The bloodlust drains from her, directionless now that she finally spilled the blood she had unthinkingly demanded. The soldiers present witness as the usually stoic Archon crumples to her knees with a cry, palms clutching uselessly at the golden puddle as if she could put it back into your body with her own two hands.

What has she done? This is all her fault, if she’d only taken a moment to think deeper on her actions, if she’d lit the torches earlier, if she’d followed the instinct that roiled in her like a brewing storm, begging her not to do this…

This is all her fault. It’s Kitsune Saiguu all over again. It’s Makoto all over again. She paints your skin with your own blood, clumsy fingers trying to hold your wounds shut despite you already growing cold in her hands, until it disintegrates under her touch and you burst into thousands of shining particles. An unfelt breeze disperses your remains until every speck vanishes forever.

Ei gasps as something in her shatters, something she’d been trying to repair for such a long time. She retreats to the Plane of Euthymia, and leaves the confused Shogun puppet in her wake to deal with her mistakes.

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ROLL

Nahida needs to know. She heard the rumors, she received the call to action, but she couldn’t be sure about the true intention of the so-called impostor.

What if it were simply an unfortunate circumstance? Surely it is to be expected, with the rate at which children are born in this world, that at least one or two lucky (or unlucky) people would be born with features similar to the Creator.

This, instead of ordering a manhunt, she requests that the forces of Sumeru retrieve the impostor and bring them in for questioning. She would hate for this to be the product of a divine misunderstanding, after all.

Or, maybe, she feels a strange kinship with the one who is accused of masquerading as a god. After all, didn’t Nahida also often feel as though she were but a mere replacement for another, better god? But that can’t be right, because Nahida has always been the Dendro Archon, and Irminsul would not lie to her.

It’s difficult to mass organize now that the Akashi system has been deprecated. Nahida’s orders are given via the matra, and spread to the various mercenary groups by letter or word of mouth. Somehow, along the way, the order is warped. Or, maybe, someone with an agenda purposefully gave the wrong order.

Which is why Nahida only hears about it happening secondhand, the letter finding her in her sanctuary, that the imposter has been caught and interrogated by Eremites somewhere in the Dharma forest. Dread seizes her, and she casts her consciousnesses out toward anyone familiar.

She finds the General Mahamatra on his way back to the city. In his mind, she begs the general to seek out this band of Eremites and prevent the loss of their prisoner. She impresses the importance that the prisoner be brought to her alive.

The swiftness at which Cyno travels is, unfortunately, not enough to prevent your demise. When he arrives at the scene, Nahida still riding behind his eyes, you have already been wrapped in a loose shroud, loaded onto the back of a cart to be taken into the city by sumpter beasts tomorrow morning. A shipment of one wanted criminal, dead or alive.

Nahida despairs in Cyno’s mind, feeling the world being overwritten. Knowledge seeps into the earth as the shroud covering you slowly deflates, your body evaporating into glittering particles.

As the keeper of wisdom, she is the first to know that you are not the impostor. In fact, she comes to the understanding quite quickly, as information filters directly through Irminsul and into her consciousness, that you might have been the only one who has kept their true face all along.

Venti embodying his dearest friend. Ei fashioning and possessing a puppet made in her sister’s image. Rex Lapis staging his own death to live as a human and cast off his responsibilities as a god.

And herself, who is a mere cutting from a larger, stronger, better plant. She remembers, now, the hopes that Lord Rukkhadevata had placed on her shoulders as she had entrusted the care of Sumeru to a lone, trembling leaf.

As all the world’s knowledge is restored, so too is the memory of the corruption returned to Irminsul, and Nahida isn’t sure what’s worse; knowing that she had let the Creator, you, die by her command? Or that your death may have placed her people in danger once more?

Is it selfish, she wonders, that she wishes she never had to know?

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mayullla · 2 years

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Hi hi! My team comp is Xiao, Venti, Zhongli, Shogun! All archons and the adopted son of one :D

Note: Hello Hello~! ^^)/

Team Comp: Xiao, Venti, Zhongli and Raiden Shogun / Ei

Team Comps Request list: Status: Closed

Dear, sometimes Venti wonders if it was a bright idea to make someone who was not archon the main dps... Really you could just feel the tension in the air sometimes. While Zhongli was proud that someone from Liyue was your main dps particularly someone that he even trust, and with how often Zhongli tells Xiao to always keep you safe, you would think that he was content but Venti knew the old man the longed and he saw the envy and jealousy in the old archon’s eyes.

Ei was no better, Venti thought that out of the three archons she was the most hostile towards Xiao for being your main. Venti could see that she was pushing herself to hit numbers similar to Xiao just so you would pick her instead of him.

And Venti himself keeps a smile on his face even if he was envious of your attention towards Xiao and sometimes he would jab Xiao when you aren't there with the excuse that he was under the influence of alcohol and then soon apologize. Only to then repeat the next day.

All the while Xiao either didn't notice all this or choose to be ignorant it, Venti couldn't decide. Sure Xiao noticed Ei's hostility towards him and choose not to back down to her challenge, and he would just sigh when Venti jabs him with insults as if almost disappointed when he is “drunk.” He didn't understand that they want to be with you fighting just as much as him, and that it was just for protecting you but being with you. But the boy was ignorant to Zhongli’s envy and Venti wonders when you or Xiao would ever notice it.

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weird-addiction · 1 month

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“You’re all Demons. I rule you all.”

Summary: The Archons are not the most powerful, nor is Celestia.

Pairing: Genshin Archons x Male!Reader

Warnings: Slight SAGAU creator themes, manipulative reader, unhealthy power dynamics, controlling reader, Furnia slander

The creator is not one to be looked down upon. Yet, over the thousands of years, everyone and even the archons have forgotten them. No shrines, offerings or worshippers have been founded.

Well, they should know that the creator does not take lightly to what they have done. They have eyes everywhere, and knows everything that is going on.

“Pathetic pathetic pathetic! Such a bore!”, they said. His voice ran through the ears of the archons and the heavens themselves. “I give them stories, backgrounds, and such titles to use for a better Teyvat. And yet, they are so boring to not even use them! Ugh! Execution would have been better!”

His insults came one after the other, and the gods heard them all. “This throne is not for them. It is mine and mine alone.” Every word was heard the archons, well, almost every word. The creator chose what they can and can’t hear.

“Perhaps I should pay them a visit.”

And that is how they came to Mondstadt. Home of freedom and wine, ‘ruled’ by the Barbatos. But when he stepped into the city, he could tell the god has been slacking off. No rules, no disciplines, and no official government. Just a military force that can be called a military force.

He went to the acting Grandmaster Jean, who was stunned to see such a being. “Tell me, where is Barbatos. I wish to speak with him.”

“Y-you mean Venti? He’s probably at the Angel’s Share.”

To the tavern he went and indeed the bard sat, almost drunk out of his mind as he round after round.

“Venti is it?” The stern voice came. The bard was quickly shocked to his core to the same voice. “Mind if we have a word?”

Outside behind the tavern, Venti was on his knees. Practically begging for forgiveness. “Please! I’m sorry! I promise to-”

“To what? I barely see any shrines of me. Why should they worship you when you have abandoned your responsibilities? Should I send you back to the hells with you?” His voice stood with no room for negotiations or retaliations.

“No! Please! I’ll do better!” The bard begged. Tears were threatening to spill.

“Don’t forget from where you came from. You can change forms, you can’t change your eyes.” With a snap of his fingers, Venti’s eyes begin to burn. Black surrounded his pupils as he shut them in agony.

“That’s better. Your true colors are better.”

Venti bowed his head as he could do nothing but except the truths. The truth of his own freedom has been revealed for all to see.

“I have others to see to. Perhaps I should take a round trip to see all of them. See you my dear Zephyr.”

His next stop was Liyue, what a great city built on the coast. He had heard that their god was dead.

“What a load of bullshit. Trying to escape responsibilities to? Too fucking bad.”

Up on a mountain is where he found the retired geo archon. Or rather, Morax.

“Nice view no? Now I know why you liked building mountains so much.” Zhongli turned around to see the unfamiliar, his face said it all.

“Who are you? How do you know my identity?”

“Aw. Little pup. Looks like your leash needs a tightening.” He made a gesture which was pulling an invisible chain, which made Zhongli fall towards him.

“You…it’s you. Why are you here?” The archon’s eyes widen to the realization.

“I’m disappointed in you. No shrines, no worship, nothing in my name. Do I need to send you back to the hells? I would be glad to do so. The others are always asking ‘Where’s Morax?’ ‘Oh I wish I can play with Morax again. Where is he?’ Do you remember?”

A wide smile took his face as he saw the other’s face drop. He did indeed remember.

Zhongli fell to his knees remembering the years of torment. In his youth, he didn’t listen. “Please. Don’t. I beg of you.”

He tched. “Oh Morax. Don’t beg. It’s not a good look on you. I suppose you are retired after all, but you do have quite the influence no? Why not put that to use? Remember the contract you signed with me?”

Of course he remembers. It was the first contract he ever made. But he was one who signed it. To this day, the contract was kept under lock and key. “Yes…” Was all he said.

“Good. You can hide your identity, but you can’t hide your chains.” A snap of his fingers, shackles appeared on the archon’s wrists and ankles. Heavy like lead they were. Binding him down to earth, to his contract.

“Reminds me of old days! What joy! Say hi to the adepti for me! I’m sure they missed me oh so much!”

He then disappeared and left Zhongli there with chains for all to see. Bound to unspoken of words.

Inazuma was a nation he kept hearing bad things about. What had the archon done to be hated so much? At least the borders were open now, seems that forever can’t be forever.

“Oh Ei. The eternity you wanted was the gluttony of control you wished you had right?”

Locked away in her palace, in the heart of the city, Ei sat with her eyes closed.

“Beezlebub. How nice it is to see you again? Did you miss me?”

Ei was startled and her hand went to her polearm, ready to attack where the voice came from. “How did you come in here? Who let you in?”

“After all these years, you are still the same. Eternity truly doesn’t change you does it? Your gluttony will never be satisfied will it? What would your sister say?” The words came flowing out one after the other, he did not even have to think as he spoke. He knew exactly what to say.

“You-!” Ei pounced forward, the tip of her weapon stopping at his throat. One wrong move and he would be harmed, but he knew she wouldn’t, her arm was shaking after all.

“You close your borders, take the people’s visions. Were you so afraid of change that you wanted an illusion control that you never had. Pathetic.” Ei begin to tremble as she heard such words, but there was nothing she can do. He was her superior after all, this would be a death sentence if she tried to fight him.

“No worshippers of me, no shrines, not even a fucking thank you to me for giving you these islands.” A laugh left his lips as he thought of it.

“You can hide away in your plain, but you can’t hide from the true reality outside your door.” A snap of his fingers, Makoto’s body dropped in front of her. Her eternity in the open for all to see.

A smirk overtook his features. “Remember, she’s in my hands. You are more than welcome to join her, but…I don’t think I will. Your eternity will be spent in the same gluttony of control, until you are swallowed whole.”

The archon fell to her knees, just like all the others. “Please. Wait..I’m sorry..”

“Aw. Don’t beg. You all look so pathetic while doing it. I made you all better than this. But here you all are, no backbone to be seen. Which, I can see why.” Makoto’s body disappeared as Ei was starting to shed tears.

Moving to crouch down to her level, his lips next to her ear. “Once you die, you will be in the same eternity you wanted. You will know what it is like to be forever unchanging.”

Getting back to the mainland across an entire ocean was not fun. Even when he was stepping through the air, it still took a long time. Next nation was Sumeru. Nahida was the one archon he liked, she always knew what was going on.

Not to mention, she was a victim herself. But the real reason was that she had kept the shrines the former archon had built in his name, and the people still worshipped him to this day.

“I have expected you.” Came the small voice, her back was turned as she showed no hostility or fear to the one that walked towards her.

“Buer.” However, his respect her Nahida only went so far. Her chains were just a bit less…drastic.

“Seems like your people have finally changed their minds. Still chained to the evermore knowledge I see.” He stated, a laugh was held back.

"It is something I have much time for. I do not mind if the chains are the ones that I like." Nahida responsed.

"Then I wish you good luck. You are only 500 years old after all, you have all the time in Teyvat for this." Waving over his shoulder as he left the sanctum which the younger archon stayed in.

The next nation is one he has known to hate, or rather, hate the heavenly principles for. For as long as he had seen, the dragons and vishaps were the natives that they had decided to usurp for power. And Fountaine was one of these, 500 years of a fake god and authority taking the throne. While the true ruler was cast aside.

He sat one foot into the Nation and he already hears the annoying voice of the 'archon', really wish she could really shut up already. "Oh! So you are here after all! Welcome! I, welcome you to my beautiful nation!"

He did not say anything, but rather he stared up at her and gave her a glare; even from that distance she could see it and knew he was not here for a friendly visit. "I will see you in your office Furina."

When he got there, he was greeted with someone else. The Hydro Dragon, the rightful ruler of these lands. "Neuvillette."

"Your Grace." He bowed, still addressing him the same way just all the those years ago. And most likely, the only one left that still does so. Furina then came into the office, a look of fear in her eyes.

"Furina, how...unpleasant to see you." Hearing the words, she looked more dejected than she already did.

"Please. If you're going to say it then just say it."

"Fine." He sat down on one of the fancy armchairs that sat around the room.

"Just because you are forced to play a role for 500 years does not mean you get sympathy from me, should have thought of that before your archon usurped him." Making a hand gesture towards Neuvillette.

"You're sad that you had to play a role you did not want against your will? You know what we call that? The real world. Wake the fuck up if you think the world owes you anything just because of that. Have you even taken a look around you at the people for this many years? Their lives are filled with doing things they don't want, and it's a different thing every time. You do one same thing and you think can get sympathy? Maybe from Neuvillette sure, but not me. And when you finally die and fade out from this world and nobody remembers you, you will appear in my halls begging for my attention. I will not spare a single thing for you." A stone cold expression sat on his features.

The room was tense, Furina was on the verge of tears. Neuvillette held a worried face as he wanted to comfort her, but from one hand gesture from his creator, he stayed his feet and did not move.

"An arch duke of hell? Please. You can barely get out of heaven. You want to fall into infernal blaze so bad that you need to fool a crime to get casted out? Pathetic." He spat.

He stood up and walked out the door, Neuvillette followed after him.

"What is it?" His tone was eager as he had somewhere else to be.

"Your Grace, please rethink of it. Lady Furina is in pain, after 500 years, she is bound to have some sort problems with it all." He pleaded.

"Aw~, bound to the chains of justice like she is. I did not create you this way."

"..." Neuvillette was at a lost for words.

"Fine. She can keep her role and not appear in my halls after her timely death, that's for her immortal side of things. But once she is one more mortal, she will still die, and I will know to give her a quick death." A smile took over, like he was saying this was the better action.

"W-what? How is that-"

"Unless you want her to die right now? I can make that happen."

"No, Your Grace."

"Good. She would make such a pretty corpse."

Silence took the space between the two of them, a sea of mist and fog was slowly putting distance between them.

"Everyone on this side of the world are demons. I rule you all."

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tinandabin · 1 year

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Sagau but the reader is the ACTUAL creator. Part 2

ok so, I mean that in most sagau fics the reader gets ise-kaied into sagau and gets blamed as the imposter creator (?) when they are the creator because golden blood shit syxbsuzn the thing is, you've been the real creator since start, no ise-kais or whatever.

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You were casually sitting in one of the flower fields, fingers flipping through some scrolls as the sun shined and brushed your soft skin. The birds were chirping and the wind was calm, a sign of harmony and peace.

You smiled, glad to know that Teyvat is the best as it can be. Twirling a sweet flower in one of yours hands, you continued to read the ancient scrolls.

Before you knew it, the sun was clouded and the winds picked up the pace, the birds and animals all scurrying off. For the first time in a while, Teyvat, no, the Archons did something against the Creator's wish.

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"Filthy impostor! You dare take our creator's face and try to fool us?" Morax spat out at the poor girl, trembling with fear and anxiety. She didn't do anything. She's innocent. Why must she be killed for having been born like this?

Morax pointed out his polearm at the girl's throat while the bystanders watched. 'They are watching.' The girl thought. 'Why isn't anyone helping me? What did I do?'

Morax's amber eyes glared at her as soon enough, the rest of the Archons were present.

"Stupid girl, you made a mistake by stumbling upon here." Barbatos mockingly said, slightly pitying the girl because he too is nothing but an imposter. The thought made him want to perhaps, perhaps help the girl out. But oh, what if she is actually impersonating the creator to try and get something? The thought echoed in his mind and he decided for her fate to be sealed.

The winds picked up their pace.

Ei's bright purple eyes strikingly glared at the girl, "You dare to have the same face as our creator," She said with venom lacing her tone.( what eh fuck am I doing )

Thunder struck one of the trees.

As Morax went to strike down the head of the impostor with his polearm, one final thing happened.

The ground started rumbling.

"You dare try and behead one of the innocent?" Your voice spoke out amidst the tense atmosphere.

And there you were, the All-Creator in all their glory.

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ilovelyneysm07 · 4 months

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Self Aware Stuff with my Favorite Characters

A/N: Some headcanons I made based on some things I do while playing and how I think some characters could react. Maybe OOC, because idk how to write (i have 0 experience) and english is not my first language.

Wanderer could be flabbergasted if you Co-op with a Raiden main/someone who uses Raiden. Not because he's seeing his creator after all this time (that's also a reason), but because the other player keeps making Raiden look at him. As Raiden looks at him with curiosity because “who’s this guy? and why does he look so tense?”, Wanderer curses you under his breath.

I feel like Lyney would be very happy if you have an exclusive team for him and his siblings (yes, only three characters, who needs a fourth anyway?). Just, him and his siblings on adventures around Teyvat :3 Although, if any of them are underleveled, he won't be as happy (what if they get hurt? Level them up, dude!).

If you put music on while playing, I think that Furina would be quite interested. Like, imagine if you put something like “Duet” from Omori (dies crying), she would be quite immersed in listening until the end. You might even hear her say something like "Not bad" during her idle animation.

If you are one of those who talk a lot during quests, I feel that Heizou would be more than interested in listening to you (especially during Fontaine's quest). Like, if you're frustrated by some characters' actions and you're talking to basically no one, Heizou would be listening and giving his own opinion in his mind.

Man, writing sure is hard lmao

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tnsophiaonly · 9 months

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Exposing Weed

(spoilers ig??)

Reader: *laughing maniacally*

Venti: Uhh, is (y)- Kagema alright? Why is she laughing... uhm.. psychotically...? 😅😅

Zhongli: I myself do not know or am aware of the fact why.

Venti: No need to speak formally Zhongli! My brain might get cut too short.. 😒

Zhongli: The words aren't that formal-

Reader: WAHAHAHAHA I WILL RULE THE WORLD OF TEYVAT ALSO KNOWN AS HELL. AHAHAHAHAHAH

Ei: She's so amazing 😍😍

Zhongli: *coughing awkwardly* Where exactly..

Ei: You dare insult The All Mighty Grace, our Dearest Creator, The Blesser amongst all, The-

Venti: What

Zhongli: What

Ei: What

Nahida: Wanderer are you sure you didn't give her too much...

Wanderer: Naku Weed?

Nahida: Yes..

Wanderer: Yes, I gave her too much.

Nahida: No wonder she's acting like this!

*Reader passed out on the floor*

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withered-blossoms · 5 months

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(Withered-Blossoms) SAGAU Scheming Creator! Reader Imposter AU Part 5

A/N: First and foremost, this AU is by @sena-shi

I do not own this series, nor the idea.

Secondly, I absolutely love this series, it is amazingly written and I would highly recommend checking it out to those who haven't. Third, after reading part 4, I suddenly had a tiny bit of inspiration and I wanted to try writing my version of part 5 of it (this will not affect the original author in writing part 5 of the series, worry not).

Edit: The original author has given me her consent to write my version of this series, admittedly I should have dm'ed her beforehand, and I will never make this mistake again.

Also this is not proofread, so apologies for some typos/spelling mistakes. The word count is 3878 words or so Google Docs says.

Anyways, enjoy :DDDD

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If every year of not being graced with your divine presence acts as a tiny blade that cuts a fibre of the impossibly thin thread known as Zhongli's sanity, then seeing you allowing these.....unworthy, mortal commoners to bask in the holy light you radiate would be the pair of scissors that snips the thread in half.

How dare they, when those foolish mortals are unable and consequently have not worshipped you for thousands of years, flit around you like the pesky flies they were? How dare they, not having devoted their entire being, their entire life, their existence's purpose to you, drink up your attention so hungrily? How dare they take the place that belonged, rightfully so, to him and only him when what they have done for you are nothing but specks of dust compared to the glorious acts he carried out in your name?

So why were you choosing to stay with them? When they have done nothing worthy of your grace? Why were you looking at him with a gaze that carried the heavy disappointment and disapproval that you never voiced? Zhongli does not understand, and neither do the adepti now standing beside him in a neat, uniform line, waiting for their archon's commands.

You find it amusing though. One would think that for someone who has lived for so long like Zhongli, he would be an expert at hiding his emotions and maintaining that mask of cool, indifferent politeness that he took pride in. And yet look at him now, losing that ability and reverting back to a child who knows not about keeping emotions from twisting their features into an ugly snarl.

Ganyu, on the other hand, looked pale and regretful. Under normal circumstances, should such a look appear on a face as pretty as Ganyu's, anyone else would have gone soft and thrown in the towel. But yet that sight filled your heart with this twisted sort of satisfaction. The desire for them to beg and grovel at your feet for forgiveness was thinly veiled behind a mask of betrayal and shock, and you were starting to find it hard not to let your eyes crinkle from the smirk threatening to curve your lips.

Not now, you reminded yourself, it's not the time for your facade to shatter.

And Xiao, your sweet, sweet child, who also happens to be the one responsible for the wound scabbed over on your leg. He, who was so persistent on making sure you were unable to escape, could not even look at your eyes now, amber orbs choosing to lock onto their targets instead. He couldn't bring himself to check your form, not when the chance of your bloody bandages catching his attention was so great.

After all, Rex Lapis needs his finely-honed weapon to carry out his commands now, and he couldn't break down in front of his divine creator. He's already shown such a horrifying part of him to you, one that slaughtered and knew nothing else, he would really go insane if you started fearing his more unsightly sides.

You would have applauded Morax and his little clique for the entertaining display of emotions had the boat not started to rock even more. It truly was a shame that they did not take up Sichuan Opera face-changing; they would have done so well even without the masks.

Meanwhile, Beidou was busy commanding the crew and making preparations for a possible tsunami, and Kazuha was ready to scoop you into his arms and bring you under deck. You, however, were not willing to miss this act, and thus stopped him by placing a hand over his. Temporarily ignoring how he froze up and blushed, you turned to the defenders of Liyue.

You could tell that the only reason why Zhongli kept up the intensity of the earthquake was because Xiao or the Cloud Retainer would immediately pluck you out of the ship before it was swallowed by the massive waves, but would you really just let yourself be taken to Liyue like this? Before even seeing the famed Inazuma? Of course not, after all you still had to see how Raiden Shogun, the one you personally raised alongside Zhongli, would react after seeing your face.

Choosing to let the winds carry your seemingly heartbroken words to their ears, you muttered, "Are you.....here to capture me? Is Liyue really unable to tolerate my existence?" And oh how much delight their flinches brought, especially the one coming from the ever-composed Geo Archon. Upon hearing your words, the group dropped to their knees, the seabed stilling as apologies and pleads spilled from their lips.

Beidou and her crew on the other hand though, you really got to give it to them. As if sensing your intentions to leave quickly, they took the chance to sail away as quickly as possible, with the winds guiding the ship. And of course, you were not going to let their efforts go to waste, choosing to keep the crazed adepti at bay with your sorrowful words.

"I've already given you my word to stay out of your sight, Morax. I apologise for breaking my promise to you, and if Liyue wishes so, I will disappear here and now. However, if you are still willing to listen to me, then I wish not for any harm to befall on these kind souls." You sighed, motioning to the Alcor's crew.

You weren't dumb; you could practically see the sparks forming from their clashing gazes. Beidou and Kazuha's were filled with hatred— disdain, even— and the adepti's a beautiful mix of hesitation and jealousy. What a wonderful sight it was, seeing the high and mighty adepti almost grovelling at your feet, and watching them struggle internally between their twisted desires and your commands.

The quirk of your lips was getting harder and harder to hide even behind your veil, and you had to turn your head before you burst out laughing at their foolish attempt at redemption.

But even the turn of your head was planned, not that they needed to know anyways. You know their rotten brains will just automatically decipher this action as a small try to hide your disappointment. Adding the facts that Zhongli had made you cry and Xiao had wounded you personally into the equation, the tides would no doubt turn to your favour.

Seeing how Zhongli's grip on his weapon tightened then loosened, you knew you had won the bet. He could only keep his head down low and motion for the adepti to retreat while stilling the earth, though his burning gaze stayed on your form until The Alcor all but disappeared into the horizon. He simply couldn't risk you leaving Teyvat for good, not when he finally had you in his grasp, and so he will wait patiently for the right time, just as he had for the past thousands of years.

"It is time for our divine grace to take back their throne." He muttered, the adepti bowing when they realised what his words entailed. He knew they would not run their mouth in front of the others; this was a matter only for the adepti to know. Not long after, Zhongli was left alone, the others returning to their posts and duties. He watched as the Alcor gradually disappeared from his sights, vowing that he would bring you back no matter what.

And with that grand finale, you finally left Liyue.

The journey to Inazuma was relatively pleasant, save for the terrifying thunderstorms at the lower-half of the trip. But eventually the ship docked, and you saw that familiar teleport waypoint where you once met the capable and friendly housekeeper named Thoma, except that he was nowhere to be seen this time. Oh well, it does not matter, he is probably at the Kamisato estate, waiting for his Lord's commands as usual. What was more important was playing your part as the kind and benevolent creator, and so you turned to the crew and smiled sweetly, thanking them for getting you to Inazuma safely with as much sincerity as you could muster to make it more convincing.

Travelling along the streets, without a friendly local guide this time, you could not help but subtly glance around. From the game, you always knew how the locals here treated foreigners, but experiencing it yourself turned that knowledge into the understatement of the year. It wasn't just overcharging you to a ridiculous degree; there were also the stares that never seemed to leave your figure and the whispers that revolved around you as if you were the eye of a tornado.

But it matters not. As long as they don't stop you from "vacationing" in this gorgeous nation, then you won't pay any mind to their actions.

However, this time the plot happened faster. You had no idea just how The Shogun managed to grasp the news of a fake creator being present when she was so....closed-off from the world, but clearly she had some amazing news sources. The streets were filled with even more patrolling officers than you recalled, and even the people on the streets had taken to scattering when the Doushin came around.

Well, this was clearly not a good time to be a foreigner huh? Because a Doushin was already heading your way, and in a condescending tone had asked for your identity, or any documents related to it. You did not have any, though this time even Kazuha could not save you with his smooth-talking, which in fact seemed to annoy the officer more.

Instead, the officer reached out to remove your veil, but Kazuha wasn't going to let him. Half because he knew you were going to get taken away, and the other half was due to the slight possessivenes swirling in his chest. Why should he have to let other people be graced by your beauty and light?

Although shielding you from the guard did seem to wear his patience thinner than the thread that made up Zhongli's sanity.

Sensing Kazuha's worry when the officer roughly grabbed your arm to take you away, you slyly patted the back of his hand and shook your head, putting on a comforting smile and whispering for him to go back to the Crux.

Despite his initial hesitation, you knew he'd listen to you anyways. After all, he couldn't fight the Doushin here and risk getting his kind, caring and benevolent creator injured or even exposed here could he?

Hence he retreated, hungrily drinking up your sweet smile as you were dragged away. He feared that this might be the last time he'll ever see of you and so he did his best to engrave the soft and beautiful curve of your lips into his memory as he went back to find Beidou.

You, on the other hand, weren't too worried. After making sure you had fooled Kazuha with a convincing smile, you opted to follow the guard instead. He was essentially your one-way ticket to the Raiden, so why not? Even though you would have to be thrown into a prison cell, you supposed that it wouldn't be the worst thing on Earth.

In the end, you will be the one seeing their arrogance and triumph morph into an amusing combination of regret and desperation anyways, and you certainly weren't in a rush to speed up the process.

".....Is this the order of The Shogun?" You asked, knowing that he most likely weren't going to give you an answer, but you still have to keep up the role, which was as fake as they had deemed your identity to be. So, you let out a seemingly self-mocking chuckle.

"First Mondstadt, then Liyue, and now Inazuma. It would seem that I am truly not wanted by my children. But at least they look happy and content. After all, even baby birds leave their nests one day...."

Muttering to yourself, you didn't miss the slight flinch from the officer, though it only earned you his panic, hidden behind a harsh shove into your cell once he's done reporting to his higher-ups.

"Do not act like you're the real creator, Their Grace may be forgiving and benevolent, but we certainly will not be merciful."

He snorted and walked off. Good lord, you have never seen anyone as arrogant as that. And of course you weren't complaining, it just makes their begging afterwards more.....satisfying, wouldn't you agree?

That doesn't make your time in the cell any more pleasant though, seeing how they saved the worst one for you.

You didn't have to wait long though, since it only took an hour or two before Kujou Sara was standing before you, peering down at your curled up form as if you were the most repulsive being she's ever laid her eyes on.

Instead, she settled for ordering the guards to free you from confinement and had them escort you while she lead the way to the Shogun's residence. Sara spoke not a word to you as usual, and you busied yourself with looking around subtly while keeping your head low to mask your lack of fear. The scenery was more beautiful than what you had seen in game; the colours were more vivid, and even the lavender melon that hadn't looked appetising were practically tempting you to take a bite out of their orchid bodies. Unfortunately, you didn't get to take in the beautiful view a little longer, for they had already brought you into the Tenshukaku.

It would seem that Raiden is eager to meet you, seeing how swiftly her subordinates dragged you to the Tenshukaku. Upon entering the room, your eyes landed on the puppet sitting serenly on her throne, eyes closed and meditating. Hah, what a nice facade to disguise the anger practically radiating off of her.

You weren't scared though. After all, even dogs don't bite the hand that feeds them, and you could easily take back everything you've ever graced them with.

Thus, 'long time no see, my strongest battery.' was your first thought, though you could not let that spill past your lips. Hence, you let out a small but sweet smile and mumbled in the sweetest voice you could let flow from your vocal chords.

"How have you been, Ei?"

The archon in question slowly opened her eyes, elegant and refined as always. Although, from the fury burning in her purple irises alone, you could already tell that she wanted your existence to cease, and that if it weren't for the fact that the creator had asked to bring you back alive, you feared she may have slashed you with her elemental burst right here and now.

You could sense how the Doushin and Sara froze upon hearing you address their archon by her real name. However, before Sara could reprimand you, a look from Raiden sent them bowing and leaving the room. And now, it was just you and her.

You were just wondering why she demanded to meet you alone when a thought popped up in your brain — could it be that because she couldn't execute you personally without the other archons present, she wishes to hurt you in a non-lethal way instead? Seeing the confirmation in the lilac eyes you once found beautiful, you almost let out a snort. My my, who knew that the almighty Raiden Ei was actually such a sadist?

You refused to let her hurt you though. How dare they hurt the actual divine being who had given them life and created this beautiful world for them to live in for a mere phony? How dare they give you scars just because they were too ignorant to see who's the real deal?

With that in mind, you raised your eyes to meet hers, yours ever so subtly showing the galaxies they hold, and hers slowly filling with slight confusion when she noticed the depth of your orbs. It did not hinder her from holding her precious sword to your neck though, so you cut her off before she could speak.

"You mentioned that when we meet, you wished for us to enjoy some tricolour dango together along with the finest tea you have. It is such a shame that we had to meet like this." You smiled, keeping your gaze and voice level as you took in every change in her expression from suspect, to shock, to disbelief and finally distrust.

"....I do not know how you dug up that information. It matters not, for that only applies to their Grace. You are but an imposter who is undeserving and yet seeks to take over the throne, and I shall not be deceived so easily. Since their Grace is too kind to the likes of you, I will take it upon myself as their loyal devotee to punish you for your atrocious attempt."

Before she could lift her blade, you grabbed it with a hand. You thanked the high heavens that it was as sharp as you hoped it to be, since you did not have to dig the blade too deeply into your skin for your blood to show. You weren't willing to leave scars because of their foolishness after all, and God knows that those maniacs would be more delighted knowing that they had marked you in some way, albeit under less ideal circumstances.

The two of you watched as the ichor slid down your arm before one, two, three drops of it splattered onto the pristine white clothing you had. It shimmered an ethereal gold before being absorbed, and Raiden had finally gone still for once. You could almost hear the non-existent gears turning in the puppet's head, where a brain was supposed to be, and before you could react, she had gently removed your injured hand from her blade and tossed the sword aside.

Kneeling before you, she fretted over your injury while keeping her head low as Zhongli and the adepti had, desperately trying to heal you. Frantic apologies flowed from her lips like a river, and she panicked slightly more when she noticed that you were still bleeding. She was selfish, not wanting others to know about your existence, but your well-being and health eventually won the mental debate taking place in the puppet's head.

"Your grace, I did not realise it was you. My sincerest apologies for being ignorant, and I am aware of how unworthy I am to touch you but I beg of you, do let me heal your injuries before you decide to take your anger out on me." Having said that, she called for Sara to bring a medical kit, and the lady swiftly came in worth one in her hand. She showed neither shock nor regret as she helped the Shogun patch up your hand, though you supposed that it was only normal considering the number of years she's had in learning how to keep her emotions from showing on her face.

Huh, even a short-lived mortal is more capable than long-lived archons in this aspect.

You were tempted to stay and see how Ei and Inazuma would react and repent for their sins, yet the beginnings of an earthquake warned you to leave quickly. Your time in the Tenshukaku was almost up, so you quickly grabbed a brush and paper and left a note for a certain angy dragon. Or maybe it was an angy Teyvat, you didn't know. Just in case it was the former though, you could only hope that a note would prevent the people of this gorgeous nation from being decimated.

'Morax, I wish not for the citizens of Inazuma to face your wrath. With that, I hope you spare them from death and suffering alike.'

The note was short and sweet, as you had liked. There was nothing else to say to him anyways, so you rolled up the paper and turned to Ei, placing it into her hands.

"If you wish for your people and nation to live on, pass this to Morax if he arrives. Do not fight, your people should take priority. I'm terribly sorry for ruining your eternity, but it seems that you are favoured by luck itself, for my time is up." You lifted the corners of your lips into a gentle curve as you patted her hand.

You really were too kind, so benevolent and so bright that Ei could not believe her eyes nor ears. Her people watched and talked about you behind your back, dragged and tossed you into the filthiest cell they had, and she herself had injured you personally. She wanted to make it up to you, to proceed and lavish you in the best luxuries Inazuma, no, Teyvat could provide. She did not want you to be absent from her side, so why was it that even though you were in her hold now, it seemed like you would disappear any second?

What did she have to do to make you stay? Did you want her heart? Her head? Or should she injure her hand the way she had injured you? Tell her, what did you want from the Raiden Shogun? She would give you everything and anything, from her eternity to the stars in the sky. So why? Why did you still want to leave? Why not stay with her for eternity?

Seeing the crazed looks in those purple orbs, you removed yourself from her tightening grasp and avoided her attempts to hold onto you to ensure your stay. You still had to visit either Sumeru or Watatsumi Island anyways, and being held in captivity was not a price you were willing to pay. You knew that she could and would easily pull you into her consciousness, and you sincerely did not want to live your life there.

Reminding yourself that, your eyelids fluttered shut and you let the wisps of power engulfing you take you away, finding yourself in front of the Alcor again. Technically speaking, you also did owe the crew an explanation for your sudden disappearance and some reassurance, the sudden hug from Kazuha only proving you right. Even though you weren't close to him or Beidou, you still felt a little guilty when you realised that he was shaking.

To make it up to him, you patted his back and offered Beidou to join in on the hug, which she appeared to accept begrudgingly but you knew better, especially from the way her shoulders sagged in relief. Once they had both calmed their nerves, you ushered them back to work. Despite them questioning your next destination, you knew it would be impractical for them to sail to the other nations with you, and teleport waypoints were a godsend. You told the two that, and as disappointed as they were to not be able to accompany you, they still respected your wishes unlike a certain duo, possibly trio, which you greatly appreciated.

Hence,for the first time since arriving in Teyvat, you gave your first genuine smile, making Kazuha swoon internally and Beidou turn away in order to hide her burning cheeks. You were very well aware that the archons could possibly see this, though you weren't worried. In spite of the lightning flashing in the background and the rumble of the earth, you knew that they wish not to end up in your bad books just for a few mortals. Having confirmed the safety of the people who had helped you, you could finally retreat to your room on the ship and decide your next destination.

Now, where should you grace with your presence next?

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asexual-but · 1 year

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The Creator playing favorites with a character who isn't somehow important.

I mean no Knights, no members of the Qixing or Adepti, no one heavily associated with Yashiro or Tenryou Commissions, no Akedemiya staff.

I'm talking like.... Xinyan, Razor, Kuki, Layla, Qiqi, Baizhu, and Candace.

Imagine Archons getting passed up for this... Weird little wolf boy. Or this sleep deprived student.

Imagine your more "important" acolytes coming to see you at your welcoming ceremony. Ayato and Ayaka coming to greet you, only for you to be seemingly waiting for something, immediately summoning Ei to bring you Kuki Shinobu who you just spotted in the crowd all while the Kamisatos are frozen in shock.

Venti whines as you spend all your time in Wolvendom with Razor, and though Diluc would rather die than admit it, he also wishes that just once you'd come to Dawn Winery.

Zhongli just happening to appear at Bubu Pharmacy while you're there talking with Baizhu, Qiqi sitting on your lap. Suddenly it is greatly tempting to reclaim his title of Geo Archon. Maybe then you'd pay him some more attention.

(Hu Tao bursting into the room and demanding to know why you won't visit her like this, she wants to sit in your lap too!!!

#genshin impact sagau #sagau #genshin x reader #genshin impact #sagau zhongli #zhongli x reader #sagau baizhu #baizhu x reader #sagau qiqi #sagau kuki shinobu #kuki shinobu x reader #sagau venti #venti x reader #sagau razor #sagau kamisato ayato #sagau kamisato ayaka #sagau raiden shogun

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m1d-45 · 1 year

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I'm not sure if reqs are open, buy if you, can you please do something like this, but the reader is a teen? (15/16?) (Just like me irl lmao) (sorry if reqs are closed and for my blindness) ._."<3

still too young

a/n: straight up had no idea what to do for this one, so heres a vague assortment of headcanons about it. thank you for your request, and yes, they’re open!

word count: ~1.5k

-> warnings: spoilers for inazuma and the first sumeru archon quests, spoilers for albedo and razor lore, uhh people are unnecessarily rude to you, they kinda don’t see you as a person due to the nature of this situation—not all of them, but a major chunk. they’re simultaneously very obsessive and very lax. bad format.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3

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right off the bat, things are going to be a lot different even as they’re very similar. when your main—who will be referred to as the favored for simplicity—finds you in the field, they still behave the same. theyre still going to be convinced that you’re the key to their god’s forgiveness, and though they’re surprised at your age, they don’t miss a beat. you’re too old to be so easily convinced, but you’re still too young to be wise enough to say no.

you’re tucked in the corner, a hilichurl’s club held tight in your shaking grip.

for the sake of this, we’ll say that you’ve been intentionally avoiding them, unwilling to taint your opinion of them. now youre cornered, and you doubt that teyvat can knit the bushes behind you tight enough to delay them. you don’t want to fight them, you don’t, but their weapon was still on display, shining in the early morning light as their shoulders heave with exertion.

they follow your eyes and dismiss it, carefully approaching you. the blessing of their god is lesser this time, but still powerful enough that they’re on the right track.

“hello,” they say, and introduce themselves. it’s useless, considering you know them already, but it’s not as if they know that.

when they prod for your name, you don’t answer, not even to give a fake one, and they frown. you do seem scared.. maybe they should try this from a different angle?

“i’m not here to hurt you,” they whisper, taking another step closer. “i promise.”

you’re too tired to think of resisting.

sumeru

• starting with this one first: no way in hell the akademiya is taking you seriously once it registers

• not a chance.

• the sages are welcoming(ish) at first, willing to allow this version of their savior—for who else could save them from their ‘god’s wrath?—to be… like this, but that must be because you want to better influence the young, right? you want to be relatable? this, all this is because you want to better be able to understand and talk to the newest generation, right?

• they’re like a corporation on twitter. that’s the nicest way to put it

• once they realize, through one mean or another, that no, you’re just young, this isn’t an alteration to your form, you’re being dismissed. you’re not their god, they don’t have to pay attention to you. they don’t have to pay attention to your odd sense of humor and whatever ‘based’ means in your eternally complex context. all they have to do is make you happy and keep you safe.

• (you’re not. to either.)

• to the sages of the akademiya, you’re a means to an end.

• if, by chance, you’re a tighnari / collei main, you’re a lot better off! they’re kinder, protective to a fault. you quickly become commonplace in gandharva ville, and integrate a lot easier. they’re probably two of the few to register you as the actual creator, but that’s mostly because theyre the ones who patch you up most often. it might take a while, but stick it out.

liyue

• more people who will laugh at you </3

• ningguang is the leader of liyue in every way that matters, and i just… i can’t see her taking a teenager seriously. you could lay out a 3-page, mla formatted—not that she’d recognize it—essay with cited sources, but she’d dismiss it all under the grounds of a minor grammatical error in line 4 of paragraph 5. oh, and it’s below the required word count for a report submitted to the qixing, so jot that down. you could use the words.

• in her mind, you’re just another task. something else to take care of, one that admittedly takes priority since you’re from their god, but still. she feeds you, makes sure you have clean clothes and aren’t sick, she keeps you safe, but it’s all hollow. keqing doesn’t care for you all that much—her creator’s on thin ice anyway—and though ganyu is kind, she can’t do much outside of bringing you a bundle of qingxin whenever you’re down(always). to the liyue qixing, you’re an assignment. one they can’t fail.

• if you’re a childe main, i’m sorry.

• if you’re a xiangling main, you have a chance at normality. she’s pretty strange but will be unlikely to turn you in or be harsh about it.

• if you’re a hu tao main, you also have a chance, just do your best to convince her not to bring you to zhongli. please.

• if you’re a zhongli main i’m sorry.

• can’t believe i almost forgot xiao, but i don’t feel i need to say much on the topic except for asking what color you want your shackles to be /hj

inazuma

• WOOO BOY

• R.I.P. to you, you had a nice run, good luck ever being able to leave the tenshukaku. the second the shogun sees you, it’s game over. to her, the people and environment are too inconsistent, too changing, too dangerous for somebody of your caliber. she’ll insist with iron eyes and a steel hand that you’re to stay there, where they can keep you safe. to her, the creator was the ultimate symbol of eternity—after all, what else is constant but creation? what else is certain besides the fact that new life will flourish, live, then die again?

• i’ll be one of the first to insist that ei =/= the raiden shogun, but it still stands that ei was still the one to give the shogun her commands. when she said to enforce eternity, her word was law, and when she says to keep you from leaving, she still carries that weight to her voice. what she says goes, and she says that you are to stay there.

• if you’re a kamisato main, rip.

• similarly, sorry to all the thoma mains.

• kazuha’s technically from inazuma so i’ll put him here: you have the best chance with him alone. the crux seem kind, but beidou is.. close with ningguang.

• if you’re a heizou main… play your cards right.

mondstat

• honestly? your best chance at living an okay life.

• they’re a nation of freedom! that isn’t to say they won’t vehemently press against you leaving the city—or springvale, if you’re smart about it—but you will have the most freedoms. they keep you from the kitchen and training grounds, but if you’re really interested then kaeya and jean might set up a very, very child-proof mock training set up for you. lisa also has a giant library, so guess what hobby you have now. sucrose and albedo may or may not let you watch—from a very safe distance with 10ft of protective barriers—and it’s a toss up as to whether diluc would even let you leave the manor, let alone mondstat.

• albedo mains are royally screwed. like you have a negative percent chance of ending up okay in this certain hyper-specific au. either he’ll keep you for evaluation and minor experimentation, or he’ll find out some way to keep you in the city / monitor your location. as a master(?) of khemia, he has a heavy interest in the creator. if you’re his chance to understanding it, them, and himself better, you are not leaving.

• quick fire: lisa mains have no chance, jean + noelle mains have an okay shot, and amber mains have a ~32% chance, diluc and kaeya mains are on the thinnest of ice. if you’re a diona main i have several questions but the only important one is who do you think she’ll turn you in to?

• if you’re a razor main 1) i love you keep up god’s work 2) you have one of the best chances! he’s not really involved with many people, just pray that lisa doesn’t find out about you. same goes for bennett, though he may be suspicious after a while and turn you in(his bad luck fades when you’re around sorry i make the rules)

• if you’re a venti main…. uh.

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ikebo-simp · 11 months

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Have you ever seen those dishes where you put them back together with gold glue, so that after they're fixed you can see all the beautiful lines were the cracks used to be?

Imagine that, but as a SAGAU Imposter au

I think this could go two ways:

One, nothing really special, but every scar you get is golden

Two, depending on how you die, a scar will appear, a beautiful reminder of how you died

Like if you died because Ei struck you with lightning, you would have a shimmering lightning strike dancing across your skin

I think it would be cool if it stacks too, but no one knows until it's too late

Imagine the first time, you get pierced through by Venti's arrows, you gasp wake up and you trace the newly formed scars on your chest.

Next, you die by Zhongli's spear, slashing across you chest, jolting awake, you can see another scar joining the previous

The cycle continuing until someone kills you with beheading and they see the golden scar surrounding your neck

They bend down and repent, but the damage is done

Everytime you change or show your scars, they have to be faced with the hauntingly beautiful consequences of their actions

Also I think this plus wearing a backless shirt, would be so pretty and make the acolytes miserable

A/N The plates are so pretty

Thanks for Reading

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st4rshang0ut · 5 months

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Genshin Sagau brainrot pt2

Pt1

Sagau au, right? The characters all love you, they grovel at your feet. You want something? You'll get multiple of them at the foot of your bed. You like some kind of food? Those good in cooking will make them for you as long as you like!

But this doesn't come without its downsides. You have at least close to around 80 loyal acolytes, how are you supposed to divide your attention equally so brawls dont break out?

Simple.

Ocs!

Now, I’m sure we've all heard of the sagau universe's Traveler, whether its Lumine or Aether, the npcs and playable characters only act so accomodating and sweet to the Traveler and Paimon is due to the fact that they know their divine creator is looking upon them with their heavenly gaze by controlling the Traveler's body.

Likewise, when you log off, your characters will come to life in place of the Traveler or your party members you control! Wriothesley has a character thats his assistant? The Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide is quick to snatch them away for himself, and shower and praise them with love. Furina earns a personal attendant thats there to be the relief to Furina's loud and dramatic personality? She'll make sure to always include that attendant during her tea time and give her those limited cake slices! They know that its not the divine creator they are caring and giving their love to, but they love them as well! Perhaps even more so, considering that this particular character is always with your devoted followers even when your online...

They are eternally all grateful of these precious, living, breathing blessings that you provide. they are gifts from you, for each of them. Klee, Diona and the kids all get their own best friend or older sibling, the Archons get their mortal/immortal friends, the vision holders all get their own loverfriends and family to hold and stay dear to. Heck, you like an npc so much you give them an character? Those npcs will cherish them with all their life.

You may not be able to enter their world and be with them, the characters and personas you send their way to keep them company in your offline or online absence, they'll cherish them till the very end.

Who knows... they may even love their new companions so much that they wont even try to find a way to bring you into their world...

But they’ll always love you! Just- maybe not as much as the beloved characters you have made and blessed upon them..~

(Author's note) you know, i might expand on this idea. give me a character to write a oc for based on this!

(Second author’s note) I’m doing it, here the list to all the characters hehe

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mehiwilldoitlater · 3 months

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being part of the rebellion,. helping them as you can. Gorou is helping you by training you in archery, while Kokomi is teaching you how to use your new godly powers.

The Shogun, on the other hand, tried everything to finally take the creator to her side, but you're so stubborn! Until one day, at her doorstep, she found you, asking her to let you live by her side, claiming that the rebels had lied and held you hostage for all that time.

Little did she know that this was all a big plan to become the most crucial spy in the operation.

#genshin sagau #raiden shogun #gorou #kokomi #creator!reader

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ymechi · 7 months

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hehe another brainrot today

i read in the wiki that "Makoto inserted a portion of her consciousness into the Musou Isshin, waiting for the day Ei could draw on its power and release her consciousness."

so now imagine imposter au the reader is being hunted down presumed an imposter and there is the shogun no Ei in all their glory ready to strike reader down. Reader is panicked on their last breath as they think who could possibly stop Ei and make her listen that reader never made any attempted to mimic the creator, the only person they could think of that Ei would listen to is Makoto, the desperation of the situation combined with teyvat listening to their creators desperate wishes and a part of Ei's consciousness in the Musou isshin materializes Makoto. At first both are shocked but Makoto knows she was brought back for one reason to protect the weak creator in their mortal form she managed to buy them enough time where she whisks the creator away while a dazed Ei is standing there.

(this au was slightly inspired by the one m1d-45 is writing for the nikki au)

BUT IT DOES NOT HAVE TO END THERE. CREATOR SEES GUIZHONGS BELL AND BOOM GUIZHONG IS BACK, or even more randomly somehow the creator finds Rostam's sword, it's ancient, old and rusted but it glows and now it's brand new with a confused knight from 500 years ago holding it. (ignore the fact that their consciousness is not imbued into the items :>)

At first people assume these are mere tricks by the impostor but they act and feel so alive people start to doubt. . .

#genshin impact #sagau #imposter sagau #cult au #self aware au #genshin sagau #imposter au #rostam #makoto #raiden shogun #guizhong #Ei

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mayullla · 2 years

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Title: Sayu's plushie mission

Character(s): Sayu and most of the Inazuma characters (Genshin Impact)

Summary: Sayu is on a mission to give everyone their plushie! Just so that she could keep that soft comfortable blanket that the mysterious lady is willing to give if she completes the mission. Too bad she won't be able to nap with it anytime soon...

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader (but doesn't appear here), sagau as in cult au/god au, no romance just mainly fluff

Klee and the little plushies Qiqi's plushie delivery Sayu's plushie mission (here!) Nahida's dream and plushies

Sayu had a mission, a mission to deliver all the plushies to their owners, to keep a precious, soft, comfortable blanket. A lady who was making plushies under a tree had told her that she could keep the soft blanket as long as she could give everyone these little dolls and Sayu for the sake of the blanket accepted it in a heartbeat. (Something that she might very well regret later.)

In a bag, she stored all the plushies in it, looking for the people who looked somewhat like the dolls she have.

Running first to the Kamisato estate she found her first victim, a man she wasn't really that fond of due to his constant nagging her to teach him how to become a ninja or even just a trick or two when all the small girl wanted was sleep. Thoma was outside cleaning the garden when she walked up handing him a plushie.

"Oh, hello Sayu. How has your da-- ah huh? That's a quiet, cute doll you have there??"

Thoma was surprised when she suddenly walked up to him holding a doll that looked just like him. The doll was detailed and carefully made. Not only that, it was just adorable! Thoma asked Sayu if she was the one who made it. If not, who? He wanted to learn how to make this lovely thing but was disappointed to find out that Sayu would not tell him who.

The lady told Sayu not to tell anyone who gave these presents, telling the ninja that she would like to remain anonymous.

Ayaka soon arrived after looking for Thoma when Sayu also shoved a doll toward her. It was cute, really in Ayaka's eyes, something she had never once received, and she told Sayu that she would treasure it. Sayu asked where the head of the Kamisato clan was, but unfortunately, it seems that Ayato was out today, so Sayu instead left it on the table for Ayaka’s brother to find leaving to find more people.

Next one... tho why does Sayu feel like she has bad luck?

Sayu was very annoyed when she had to meet the Arataki gang. The leader was an idiot who always made fun of her height. But what can she do when she had to give a plushie to him and Kuki Shinobu.

"Hoho! Hello Sayu, are you here to meet the amazing one and only Arataki Itto today? Hehe, what brings you here to meet the amazing o-!"

Itto was elastic when he saw the plushie on her hand. He tried acting all cool but stopped when she just shoved the doll in his face. He was to the point of tears as he took the plushie of her, telling others that no he wasn't totally not crying, he totally was not, and that the person who sent should be honored that he had personally accepted the present not without the multiple thank yous in between and sniffles.

Itto was just about to hug the small girl before she poofed away to Shinobu handing her a doll, too. (Receiving a small thank you from Shinobu. Sayu was also asked if she could tell them who made these dolls, Itto being at the side just eavesdropping, wanting to know who gave these, but also thank ofcourse but Sayu just shook her head poofing away.)

Kazuha looked surprised when Sayu suddenly pulled his sleeve, and then handing him a doll. Looking at the doll, he found it very familiar and asked her who she got it from. Sayu shook her head again at his question, and Kazuha quickly understand that this person didn't wish to state who they were and instead told Sayu to pass along a message that he was grateful for the doll. He had seen many in Liyue have one, even Beidou and Ninguang, that he may have become a little envious of them, even tho it wasn't his personality to be so. He noticed how attached others were to their dolls whether they noticed it or not.

It had an odd, comfortable feeling around it…

It gave comfort.

Placing the doll on her waist, the two of them separated ways one of them feeling a little more light than a few moments before.

Next was Yoimiya, who Sayu found at the firework shop, working on a firework commission till she noticed the small girl and grinned, welcoming her in. Yoimiya was taken aback a little when she asked Sayu what she needed, only for her to shake her head, handing Yoimiya a small plushie that looked just like her.

Yoimiya can't help but gasp at how cute the doll was thanking the small girl and then asking if she was the one who made it. She soon found out that it was another person who made it but because of how reluctant Sayu looked to tell her who the person was Yoimiya just told her to invite the person who made it next time when she could.

She will give them a special firework just for them. "Tell them to come whenever they feel comfortable. I will make a special firework just for them!"

It was a far trip to visit the Divine Priestess Sangonomiya Kokomi and Gorou, Sayu had to travel a bit, but she finally reached Watatsumi Island and quickly found the general.

Gorou was surprised when he saw Sayu not expecting to see the small ninja who followed the Kamisato head to be here looking for him. A favor or something he thought only to see a plushie that looked just like him.

Why was this so cute....

Gorou was flustered when he saw his plushie stutter as he wondered if this really was for him. Sayu was amazed at how red the boy got and how fast his tail started wagging as he looked at the plushie in his hand. The boy quickly asked her who made this, but Sayu did not say, making the boy look down in disappointment. Sayu watched his tail lower down and his ears touching his head. She felt like she kicked a puppy....

"Ohh.... that is too bad..."

Sayu quickly escaped.

She found Kokomi at the shrine talking to one of the shrine maidens, stopping when she took notice of the short girl. After the greeting was exchanged, Sayu handed Kokomi a plushie that looked like her. Kokomi was surprised but thanked the girl, telling her she would treasure it. It wasn't something that Sayu knew about, but Kokomi is definitely gonna write in her diary about this exchange.

Sayu was surprised when she found Heizou here at Watasumi Island. When asked, the boy told her that he was looking for someone in particular. "Well, I just so happen to be looking for someone."

The knowing look that he gave Sayu made her quickly go into defense mode when she realized he was looking for you. He tried to get a few clues on who you were, but Sayu refused to say much, not like she knew much about you, but she became rather protective whether she noticed it or not. Or maybe it was because of the blanket?

She didn't want to give Heizou his plushie not at all but it seems that Heizou already knew that there was one that looked like him and Sayu reluctantly parted with the doll mentally noting that she would keep an eye out for this sneaky guy.

Going back to Narukami Island, Sayu headed to the Grand Narukami Shrine, not before meeting Kujou Sara, who was out training. The tengu was surprised when Sayu showed up without much of a greeting she just placed a doll on the lady's hand.

Suspicious, Sara quickly demanded Sayu, who made them, which she grew even more suspicious when the small ninja didn't want to answer. Yet that flew out the window the moment she saw a Raiden Shogun doll that Sayu had in her bad.

Quickly Sara flusteredly asked if she could have it, willing to even pay for the doll but when Sayu told her that she can't Sara instead asked again who made them but this time with a different motive unable to handle this pushiness Sayu told the lady the place Sayu found you at and of Sara went in search for you with a look of determination in her face.

Sayu soon reached the shrine greeting Yae Miko who was there eating Dango while reading a light novel but what Sayu didn't expect is to see the Raiden Shogun right beside Miko looking at another light novel with an odd fascination towards it.

"Ah, I have heard that there was a small ninja going around giving out small plushies. I suppose you are here to also give us those dolls, too?" Yae Miko asked the young girl with a sly smile on her face when the small girl nodded.

She already knew.

"Plushies?" Ei asked, confused, placing her book down. Miko was quick to explain what they were, taking the two dolls that Sayu offered to them she showed them to Ei. "Arnt they cute. This doll looks just like you, no?"

"It does?"

Taking the plushie that looks just like her. Ei still looked confused about how this thing looked similar to her. It is too… small and too round. Yet there was something....

Something that made Ei freeze as she stared at the doll.

Sayu looked at the Raiden Shogun in concern while Yae Miko looked interested. "Hmmm, is something the matter?"

"These dolls… where did you get them?" Ei asked, looking at Sayu while holding her doll in her hand. Sayu looked down in fear, wondering if she had done something wrong. Did she? "I got them from a lady who was making them. The dolls were cute that I was watching her make, then I doze off, and when I woke up, she was still there."

"Oh?" Yae Miko looked at Sayu, placing her hand in front of her mouth with a look of interest motioning the small girl to continue."She wrapped me in a blanket while I was asleep... it is very comfy and she told me I could have it if I deliver all these dolls." Sayu glanced at the dolls the ladies were holding.

"Do you know who she is?" Yae Miko asked, but Sayu hesitantly shook her head. She didn't even know the lady who was kind to her, except that her aura was warm and comforting. It was easy to trust the lady somehow... Sayu doesn't remember the reason, but she was sure the lady had good intentions.

Somehow…

“Oh, do you perhaps know this person? Why don't you introduce her to me? I would love to know who made these lovely dolls.” Yae Miko asked with a sly smile on her face, looking like a greedy businesswoman, not that she would ever admit to it.

But before Sayu could say anything anymore, Ei was first to speak.

“I know who she is… my sister told me many things about her...” Ei told Miko, glancing at her and then at Sayu. A slimmer of envy and jealousy was in her eyes. “She doesn't show herself to just anyone."

"Yet many wish to meet her even after so long. It was a regret to many gods who passed."

Yae Miko tried to get more information about this mysterious lady, but Ei chose to ignore her, taking a sip of her tea. Sayu thought that this was the perfect time to leave, Miko let the small girl go still looking at Ei, trying to get the electro archon to tell her more.

"Come on. You can tell your best friend~."

Sayu finally felt free after leaving the shrine. She finally gave everyone their plushies, and now she got to keep the blanket for herself! Well… she didn't expect to see the head of the Kamisato clan smiling right in front of her… she messed up.

She didn't know what she did to mess up, but she deffinetly did.

Ayato looked at Sayu, who was looking anywhere but him. Her hand was on her knees sitting down as she was asked who had given her all those plushies. It wasn't necessary that they were dangerous. Ayato had double-checked his doll and Thoma and Ayaka's to see that they were just dolls really made out of felt and cotton and found nothing.

Yet something was odd... not when the Electro archon reacted to them like that...

He could not help but feel like he was missing something here as he glanced at his doll and then back at Sayu, who was looking down at the floor. "Why is it you won't tell me then?" Ayato asked. "Do you not know the name of the lady who gave you those dolls?"

Sayu nodded she had given every information she had about the lady who gave her the dolls. Her appearance wasn't something anybody recalled to mind when Sayu explained. "So how did you meet her?" He asked. "I meet her in the forest. She asked me if I could send the dolls to others and that she would pay to do so. She gave me my own plushie and said if I completed it I will get to keep a travel blanket that she made..."

“Hmm.. she must be an interesting lady. The reaction of Raiden Shogun is proof of that…” Kamisato looked at his plushie, the small smile on its face. Ayato thought he grew out of toys, but the more he looked at it the more he started to have soft spot for this little thing.

“Sayu, search for that lady again and all the information about her,” Ayato told the small girl who looked up at him. Placing his chin on his hands supported by the table, he smiled at her.

“After all it would be rude not to say thank you for these lovely dolls no?”

There goes her nap....

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