Trust me, it said, and you chirped your agreement. Its notes resonate into your hollow bones. When you begin to struggle against their hold, a soft voice croons in your ears, as melodious as any birdsong. You gather your leftover strength, puff your feathers up for a fight, regret so heavy in your breast.īut then. When a particular strong gust of wind blasts into your injured wings, a weak screech of pain accidentally escapes. With every howl of the wind, your little heart flutters in fear. To show weakness was to invite predators.
So you are left to your fate on the ground, trying to hide your injuries. You can barely see anything, eyes having been slashed by the sharp branches. A little oriole, injured by the wild winds that slammed you into thorny wood, ripping your wings into shreds. If only to see the smile on Guizhong’s face.Īfter all, it is her who finds you first. The journey toward becoming an immortal had been long and arduous, but it was worth it. But all those years of cultivation in search of immortality… they have not been for nothing. A crook of your fingers, and vapours become docile and obedient, warping and bending to your will. After all, the misty clouds already obeyed your every whim. A third eyes that roots deep within the soul, it was more than enough to manipulate the elements. The inner eye is a sort of vision by itself. The glowing pulse of your Vision sings the truth: you were not his.
The only reprieve you find in the sudden appearance of your Vision is its symbol. You would discard it into the depths of the ocean, never to be seen again… if not for one thing. That’s all you’ve accomplished in this millennia-long war. They had already taken so much from you, and now, to grant this? What had you done to earn their favour? Slaughter and kill and watch as others die in your place. A Vision, but too little, too late.Ĭelestia has always had a twisted sense of humour. An acknowledgement from the Celestial gods.īut the Archon War has just concluded. The incandescent light of the Anemo Symbol from its centre greets your scrutiny.Ī Vision. It sparkles, almost blinding you as you peer into its depths. You pluck it off your face, holding it against the sun. Placed right above the diamond of your third eye. It is balanced perfectly between your eyebrows. Not unlike the breath that catches in your throat, when your sovereign pins you down with his amber irises. The dreams slip through your mind, dust through sieve, lost to the void.īut. Stray feathers float down, drifting absentmindedly. The flap of wings as they take flight by the dozens, dots disappearing into the horizon. You wake to the cacophony of birds, peaceful melodies morphed into warning screeches. Under the swaying shade of its familiar trees, the croon of songbirds lulls you into a fitful sleep, into dreams of old and melancholic memories. Your first home was here, before the demise of your Lord of Dust. No matter your sovereign’s original plans, you had to take up your sword and fight-shielded under his wings, perhaps, but at least you have played your part.Īnd after it all, when Morax is called to Celestia, your exhausted body crawls toward Guili Plains. A close final encounter, close enough to brush upon the borders of even the ever-safe Liyue Harbour. The Archon War ends, and the Lord of Geo ascends to take his seat among the Seven. And all of this, clenched in his hand, awaiting his judgement. Your memory may not be as good as that of Rex Lapis, but you will forever remember this: your Vision, its muted glow a stuttered heartbeat. feedback and comments very much appreciated! part iv will probably swing back into the present, but no promises because sometimes the plot bunnies hold me hostage. finally, all the bird imagery tie back together. good things come in threes, after all, and i’m always soft for a triangle. Notes: heavy hints of guizhong x reader and zhongli x guizhong. | part iii: pity, pity…Ĭontent warning: yandere behaviour, unhealthy relationship, unequal power dynamic. Part i: glory, glory! | part ii: mercy, mercy.
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