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an amazing(dubious) idea hit my head like the second tower while hitching a ride on a motorcycle under miserable rain

so, Nefer can make shadow clones of herself, right?

... ahem, you might know where this is going but just hear me out ok?

i know genshin has a lot of mommy women in its roster but for the sake of this scenario, lets say that Creator is a massive fucking Nefer simp

even before they got winded up into Teyvat, they would constantly ramble, vocalize, whimper(???), etc. about their affection for Nefer while playing Genshin

hell, it kinda doesnt matter if Creator is piss poor or a damn whale, they fucking pulled for her banner no matter what

Literally everyone in Teyvat, even the Abyss knows Nefer is their Creator's kinnie, and everyone who knows her dealings have a good reason to be scared and keep their heads down because- come on, she's literally SUMERU CIA

so when Creator winds up in Teyvat, theyre up in the clouds imagining how and where they would meet Nefer when suddenly-

... they were out cold, and when the Creator woke up, theyre in a dark room tied up to a chair(kinky??? idfk depends on yalls)

and in the midst of their awakening haze, Nefer, their favorite character, their main, their kinnie, their ABSOLUTE DENDRO MOMMY, walks out from the dark to the dim light of the lone lamp hanging from the ceiling

"... A-Ah? Nnnh, Nefer...?" "You're finally awake, Your Grace. I've been waiting." "Wh- What am I doing here? I-I'm, wait- Nefer, I got nothing to tell you-! I just landed here in Teyvat! What are you gonna do to-!?" "Shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you. Far from it, in fact." "... And, what, is it...?" "Close your eyes, and simply let go for now, my dearest Grace~" "Oh- Ohhhkay...?" "... Now open your eyes."

... they would feel the ropes binding their hands to the chair come undone, and you know what meets Creator's eyes? Nefer and a quite a bunch of her shadow clones; they are probably scared shitless but also SWOONING and/or aroused right this moment

"My dearest Creator, I am very, very aware that I am your dearest acolyte. All of Teyvat knows, in fact."

... Creator blushes deep red because they realize that holy shit SHE KNEW THEIR RAMBLINGS AAAAAAAAAURGRHRHHFHFRHJCDK OH GOD OH FUCK

the Nefer harem slowly closes in on their Creator with reverence, passion, longing; each one of them uttering praises word for word, phrase by phrase

"I am your darkest shadow." "As you are my brightest light, Your Grace." "You made me stronger." "Gave me honor." "That no other acolyte has." "B-But-!" "I am the woman of your dreams, am I not~?" "I am the acolyte of your greatest affection." "Your deepest desire." "I am the woman you lust for~" "All I am and ever will be." "Anything and everything in Teyvat you wish to know." "I offer all of it to you~" "May you offer me all of you, Your Grace~"

right as the words that Nefer and her clones coo and whisper registers with the Creator (what with the fucking sensory overload of getting surrounded by her mommy in the flesh), Nefer herself claims their lips in a soft, tender kiss

Creator and all their tenseness just melts right then and there, and from then on, they get railed DRY

BUT, the thing is, the more a clone of Nefer has physical contact with the Creator, it gains some sort of energy from them that combines with her energy that comprises the shadow clone

and the moment the Creator's cum/fluids gets pumped inside the clone and/or lands on it, Nefer would feel her energy severed and restored from the affected clone and-

"... What?" "Oh my~ That was a wonderful climax, Your Gra-" "Who are you?" "What- Well, I'm supposed to be the one asking you that." "A-Ah...?" "You think you can match me, impostor?" "I am the real Nefer; I am Their Grace's beloved." "That is my title! I know how to pleasure Their Grace better than-" "Then how about I prove you wrong, impostor?" "Wait- Stop fighti-!"

theres two Nefers now, and instead of Creator taking a moment to resolve the issue through the haze of post-nut, they get bombarded again with pleasure as both horny-as-fuck Nefers and their clones rail them dry again

basically, i drew my worker drone self-insert

hat and no hat versions

in this scenario, the good news is, you the reader are blessed with your phone coming with you in your isekai transportation, and youre not dressed as the creator or something, so the chances of you getting hunted by all of teyvat for being an impostor or some shit is reduced (but not zero)

but your clothes are, different. your hair is different, if you can see it looking down. if you do look at yourself through your phone's selfie camera...

your reflection is of a genshin character, which your oc faceclaims. whats worse, is that you spawned in the home region of your oc's faceclaim.

You're cooked. I dunno, it 75% depends on your character I guess??? Maybe Teyvat is cooked, for a change.

also, if you ever get through your first week in teyvat alive, youre gonna have flashbacks to the memories of your oc through dreams within your first month to first few years in teyvat

so if youre a sadist that makes your characters go through unimaginable trauma

CHAPTER 2 | ANOMALY

... Kim retched out the slimy slivers of meat alongside a smattering of bile on the pavement, the repulsive taste of rotten chicken tainting her tongue no matter how many times she spat and coughed. Her hands shook, and her thinning arms buckled beneath her weight.

She curled up into a ball and gurgled out a weak sob. Why? Why? What did she or her parents do to deserve this?

Why!?

Why!?

... Why...?

... Everything hurts.

Kim still remembered her parents' blank, lifeless gazes, their skulls blown out by the pistol held by that, that bastard.

She wanted to avenge her Mom and Dad, she wanted to cry, she wanted to scream and shout damnation at this fucking cruel unfair world for letting this happen, but she couldn't even croak out another sob as her eyelids fell heavy.

... She just wanted to disappear.

Every several nights or so, all of Teyvat would bear witness to a shower of blessings from the Universal Will. From the heavens far beyond the earth, shooting stars holding blessings for weapons and acolytes alike would pour down from the sky.

An acolyte would either be granted the Will's guidance or — if they were already under It — their attunement to the constellations above would be strengthened, thus letting more of Its power flow within them.

A weapon would either materialize in the hands of one of the Will's blessed acolytes for their use, or be used as materials to enhance other weapons in the hands of Its acolytes with Its strength.

But when Mona Megistus trekked her way out of Liyue through the Stone Gate on her way to Mondstadt City, she saw something different when she looked up to admire the evening sky tonight. Instead of the showers of blue, violet, or golden shooting stars she saw every so often-

A blood red streak slowly cast across the heavens, its glow flickering like a dying lamp amongst the gentle, dark blue hues of the canvas of Teyvat's heavens. The color felt like an omen of violence, descending onto the world that the Heavenly Principles claimed as their own.

A droplet of blood tainted with poison, falling into the still, untouched surface of this world.

Even as the red comet disappeared into the eastern horizon, the astronomer couldn't help but feel that something would happen. Not her getting ambushed – she could handle just fine against some Treasure Hoarders – but something big.

Something that would take Teyvat by storm.

If anything was to happen in the following next days, Mona thought that she ought to at least inform the Knights of Favonius what she saw tonight.

... The Greater Lord Rukkhadevata felt something that night. That was an understatement.

A pulse that flowed from the roots of the Irminsul, flowing up the tree like veins of rapidly growing vines. Its sensation, initially, felt like a violent cleansing flame.

Nobody heard her scream as her non-corporeal form collapsed.

But then the hellish burning petered out, eventually becoming, a gentle warmth? She, also felt, light. Invigorated. As if something had shed from her being...

'... My, corruption...?' Was all the Dendro Archon could utter as she held out her non-corporeal palms up to face her. Black liquid from the Abyss started filling her skin in flowing veins, converging towards her fingertips and seeping into the grass beneath her palms.

The grass died out instantly, but in their place, Dendrobiums only native to Inazuma just as quickly, each droplet of the Abyss a seed of the impossible.

'... No, only the Rightful-' Rukkhadevata realized what was happening to herself.

To the Irminsul.

To all of Teyvat.

The Heavenly Principles may have purged the memories of all mortals, but as the avatar of Teyvat's history and its fabric of existence, she never forgot her. After all, the Heavenly Principles came from beyond and usurped her, but in the end never got absolute dominion of this world and its laws.

Only she could turn the ichor of the Abyss into life.

The Rightful Creator had returned.

... She saw nothingness.

... She didn't know how much time had elapsed, all was just a void of pitch black.

Devoid of time. Devoid of space.

... And then, a light.

A piercing dot of white light that blinded Kim. What urged her to move forth? She didn't know, but she did anyway. Even when she couldn't feel her body to tell if she's moving, she still moved towards the light.

... Next to the light was a human silhoutte.

'Hello?' She called out, but no sound came out her throat.

As Kim got closer to the light, she started recognizing more features of the human beside it. They had long, indescribably long hair, colored like an iridescent night sky speckled full of stars, flowing like an endlessly gushing river into the void beyond the light's reach.

They were a woman, wearing pristine white robes draped over her body. On her form, countless golden accessories glistened brightly against the bright light, which she held in her hands. And to top it all off, this woman's head was crowned with a large, floating golden ring, from which eight spikes floated by like the palisades of a spiked crown.

... But her face.

She had her face.

Her own face, on someone else's head.

Albeit, the wrinkles and the two scars marring her face were absent. Her skin was pale and supple; a direct contrast to her own. Her eyes shone and glittered like precious gemstones, their color gently changing hues.

'Who are you?' Kim demanded her doppelganger, but just like earlier, not a sound came out her lips.

But as if hearing her soundless words, the ethereal woman with her face stopped hovering her hands all across the ball of bright light she held. It hovered in place in the void.

"The proper question is..." The woman spoke, her voice catching Kim off guard with how exactly alike it was to her own. The doppelganger turned to face her with a blank look, yet her eyes now suddenly glowing a fiery blood red light instead of the gentle, stirring hues within them.

"Do you remember who you are?"

Kim woke up with a start, sitting up with a tight grip on the a root of the tree she sat on. "... What the fuck was that!?" She cussed out under a breath, perplexed from this, this vision she had.

But then her instinct kicked in, and the armored patted all the pouches and pockets she had on her armor, clothing, and equipment to check if nothing was missing-

... Huh?

Something new was in her trousers, particularly in the right front pocket. She reached in-

Huh?

Grabbed the object within, and pulled out to reveal a smartphone?

Huh?

The contractor's head raced with countless perplexed questions, but above all, her muscle memory took over by having her glove hand click the power button at the side.

11:28PM. And a notification reading 'Welcome back, Rightful Creator.'

"I ffffffffucking need to walk." Kim figured that sleeping too long was causing her to tweak out in the weirdest Goddamn way, so with a mighty grunt from the heft of everything weighing her being, she stood up.

As she walked, the woman cleared out the notification and – with a moment of removing her right glove – unlocked the phone with her usual PIN.

She blinked. There's a signal coverage here? Kim didn't know how, or why, but dammit, she'll take it; she needed a map of this, this game world. But, considering she's definitely not dreaming nor in some afterlife, is this even a game anymore?

The Knights of Favonius had a rude awakening this morning.

Citizens, adventurers, and knights of the walled city alike encountered an anomalous plant phenomena in Starfell Valley this morning, and the concerned reports on it were piling as the hours ticked by. Acting Grandmaster Jean had appointed Amber to investigate this, so here the Outrider was, briskly heading out the gate that bordered the outside from Mondstadt proper.

"Unusual vegetation appearing is a rare occasion, but it happens. The odd thing, is why are there so many reports this morning?" The brunette wondered aloud as she clutched the pile of written reports in both hands, rifling through their contents; they were all consistent with one another. "Of the same phenomena, nonetheless-"

The Outrider simply turned left after crossing the bridge, and there it was.

The grass and bushes around the path leading towards the Whispering Woods had all but wilted, lying as dry husks on the dirt. But along the middle of the beaten road where no plants bloom, was a big linear bed of flowers.

Dendrobiums, glowing under the sun in all their crimson glory, far from the bloodbathed fields of Inazuma where they only bloom.

Amber could see right in front of her eyes the grass rot and the lycoris bloom right after, the pace like that of something walking on the ground. The sight was like a cursed blade, carved slowly and deftly across Mondstadt's soil, leaving a bleeding, necrotic cut that gnawed on the very earth.

《♤》

Idea: Creator!Reader winds up into Teyvat just in time for a festival in which the seven nations converge to celebrate their wonderful Creator's blessings all across their lands. Only issue is that a certain specific someone has a big appetite and started eating in the middle of the offering rites.

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Today was the day. Just about every soul on Teyvat has made pilgrimage to the Grand Chapel, built onto the side of the mountain north of the Opera Epiclese in Fontaine, a massive temple dedicated for the worship of its Creator.

Walking amongst the crowds from Mondstadt, you gaped up at how ridiculously tall the front doors of the chapel was, how the gigantic building was made of the finest marble and filled to the brim with golden linings. It blew your mind how Teyvat's civilizations have dedicated so much time, effort, love, adoration to this being!

A God that didn't even exist in Genshin's canon. Which was kinda weird, but hey, anything could happen when getting isekai'd to another world, nothing you can do about it-

You made a double take as you saw the golden statue far, far up front at the end of the curved stepped floor.

... Was that, what you think it was?

That was a whole ass fifty foot tall golden statue of you.

You.

Wait, this has gotta be a sick joke, right!?

"Hey, keep moving!" Someone shoved you forward, almost tripping you up on the velvet carpet that ran down the chapel's center. Shit, you're stuck here with just about the entire world's population, who apparently worship you, you of all people!

You weren't even a Genshin dev in Hoyo, hell, you couldn't even write decent, consistent worldbuilding if it meant saving your own life!

You hurriedly took a seat on one of the countless pews in the chapel, your stomach grumbling softly after hours on end of striding. Well damn, that's just inconvenient. You removed the pack hung over your shoulder and opened it. As all of Teyvat settled down and the Seven Archons started with the rites, you took the window of opportunity to pull out-

... Huh?

A large bag, of your favorite chips...?

Which you summoned to existence in your hand just because you craved for it right in the moment.

Huh??

Nah, to hell with it, you were getting hungry anyways. Just hope that nobody points out your eating while the opening ceremony of this holy festival, for a God that looked exactly like you-

RIIIIP!!

You pulled a little too hard and your bag of chips cleaved in half, a deluge of the thin snacks erupting on your lap, with some landing on the floor.

You cussed under your breath as you bent over to snatch up the chips on the floor in front of you; the five-second rule still applies even if you're in Teyvat.

After you quickly ate up the floor chips, you then picked up the ones that fell onto your lap and showered them bag into their bag, before you finally got back to your peaceful, eating...

... Why, was it dead silent in the chapel?

You ate a chip, and the crunch of your chip being ground down by your teeth echoed across the entire place. You looked around.

Why was everyone, everyone looking at you?

Your favorite character(s) was/were looking straight at you, having been interrupted from walking down the center aisle about to make offerings to the statue of you.

Oh no-

ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.