the only good men are fictional

currently, I am working on a multi-chapter fic, a Kinich x oc thing that is very much self-indulgent. the masterlist is here!

the thing I talk about most on here is my Genshin Impact oc (meant to replace the Traveler), who I'm calling Lucifer in place of their human name. it's a lore thing.

a list of links for their important lore things can be found here (ongoing)!

their other two versions (because I'm insane like that) are named Canyndra and Eiridis, though I'm not nearly as insane about them.

"no, I know. what does that have to do with me dying?"

Ronova sighed and turned away. "were you to die, no shortage of beings, both living and not, would take offense. I'm not dealing with that."

"I don't matter that much."

"right, and I govern the living."

"I don't." honestly, for someone so important, the Traveler was like a child throwing a tantrum. though, when she thought about it, Ronova conceded that they were still a child one way or another.

"why not?"

"I'm a symbol to them, not a person," Lucifer grumbled, eyeing the flaming petals at their feet. "my death would be an inconvenience. no tragedy there."

"Barbatos nearly tore the heavens apart when Beelzebul struck you down the first time. you think they'd react that way because they were inconvenienced?"

Lucifer's entire face contorted. discomfort. unease. the inability to comprehend those who cared for them. Ronova had seen it all before, though not from any human she'd favoured in the past. still, they insisted. "I'm nothing more than a tool."

"why are you lying to yourself?"

"I'm not!"

silence. Lucifer took a step back, dragging an unsteady hand down their face. "I'm not important. I am following a script, and then I am going home. simple as that."

"Lucifer."

"don't."

"Lucifer, do you even remember the world you are calling your home?"

"wait! wait, please!" Treasure Hoarders. loud. annoying. cockier than they have any right to be.

still, Lucifer loosened their grip. barely. he could breathe, perhaps, but there was little he could do save claw helplessly at their hand. "what."

"are you- are you really content being a gun in someone else's hands?"

the Traveler's head fell to the side, slitted eyes widening ever so slightly. the Hoarder, boldened by their apparent hesitation, continued.

"like- I don't know." he squirmed a little more, then decided fighting was pointless and switched tactics. "you're the Traveler, aren't you? a hero. you're a hero. everyone's friend, saviour of Teyvat, all that. so... so why don't you put me down and we can talk about it?"

he hit the ground, albeit with his head on sideways. Hoarders were easy pickings; exterminating them was good way to make Mora in a pinch.

are you really content being a gun in someone else's hands?

real smooth. scripted, even. amusing.

"well? are you?" this was not a conversation Lucifer wanted to have with a god like Buer. alas.

"sure. I control myself above all. it doesn't matter what commissions I take; I remain myself."

"there's more to it than that." the child god really had a knack for being observant. perhaps Lucifer's ribs would have constricted with discomfort if they'd still had any.

"how so? I find it simple."

the little speck of green wove through the red like a boat over water. "you're afraid of stagnation."

"not particularly. I think you'll find I'm quite lazy."

Buer managed a laugh at that, though Lucifer only peripherally took note as they watched the grass swallow what was offered to it until only green remained. "I don't think you are. you're tired, not lazy. humans are not lazy creatures."

"I know."

"you are human, Traveler."

"I know."

she said something else, but for the life of them Lucifer couldn't decipher it. "sorry?"

"nothing."

they crossed their arms petulantly. "no, what."

"...I don't think you do. know, that is. your own humanity."

Lucifer sighed. knelt to her level. Buer took hold of their hand, unbothered by the red smeared over their fingers. "you're right. I don't. honestly, I don't think I can be considered human anymore. I'm not even fulfilling the base requirement anymore."

"did you ever?"