Prologue: The Foodie turned Imposter?!

Part 10: A stew called denial.

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The feeling of the wind pricking Bennett's eyes was brief, he felt fear as he fell towards the ground but instead of the painful impact he had expected, he fell into something fluffy and cold.

"What-?" he sat up, hands clenching white furry grass. "Bennett!" he turned, looking down at Razor who was motioning him to get off of the soft pillow had landed on.

"Stop gripping my hair child."

Oh-

Oh shit-

Bennett paled, losing grip on the white fur he had been grabbing and tugging and soon he rolled down the back of the large beast. Who turned to them with glowing blue eyes, narrowing in a deadly glare.

"I'm sorry!" The ash blond haired boy immediately apologized, getting off of Razor's arms to bow in fear at the sight of the weekly boss.

"Don't be mean to him!" You who stood atop of the great wolf berated him, foot stomping at the top of his head like you were throwing a tantrum.

'she's- she's insane!' Bennett couldn't help but bite his nails in worry.

Razor couldn't believe the sight of the Great Wolf King who quickly frowned, a sound that resembled that of a whimper as he rested on the ground, head first creating a huge thumping sound and sending vibrations to the area.

You slid down his furry head and landed with a slight tumble as your hands began to pat down the dust and fur off your clothes despite knowing there was no saving them now.

Despite being a being born of anemo and cryo, the large wolf still seemed to have fur that resembled elemental traces.

Your hands were sweaty, clamming up as your nerves resurfaced. You regarded the king of the woods with fear and distrust, the memory of Dvalin, or Stormterror gobbling you up was fresh on your mind despite how hazy your memory was. Would Andrius or Boreas, have a similar first impression towards you?

The large beast sighed, steam leaving his nostrils as he pointed looked away from anyone. . mumbling only a disgruntled "sorry." You quickly looked at him, eyes wide having not expected him to apologize.

And well, who were you to resist the next course of action?

You had raised your hand, the large wolf had expected you to hit or scold him more, instead something small touched his snout and he stared at you, smiles and all.

"Good boy." you sighed in relief, him apologizing was one of the few good things that had happened to you for awhile now. I mean, if you'd been hunted down for a long while and one of the strongest beings in the region just listened to you, I'd be for sure as hell happy.

Suddenly the ground shook, and you turned to find his tail swaying happily and occasionally hitting the ground.

"That wasn't me."

The said elemental wolf grumbled, looking away.

"Of course that wasn't you." You simply smiled rubbing his snout before moving to pat the bridge of his nose/snout(?)

"Are you seeing this Razor?" ". . yes?"

Although the adrenaline worn off eventually, the shock did not. Although most of the wolves of wolvendom had expected the sight before them, Razor and Bennett haven't. Who wouldn't be though?

They just found the imposter who seems to be the actual creator, petting the wolf king!

"So. . ." you cleared your throat, though whatever attempts you had were in vain as you found yourself sitting on top of the large weekly boss's head. "I'm glad you're not here to kill me."

"kill you??"

your question seemed to remind him of something, and suddenly a cold wind emitted from him. as if born from his anger.

your teeth chattered at the low temperature, your body trembled however not solely due to the cold, but also in fear at the sheer bloodlust that radiated off of Andrius. You almost forgot why he was a being who contested to be the archon in the past.

"that fool of a god! how dare he let his people attack you!" he pawed the ground, sharp talons carving the stone of the arena. "Woah!" you yelped as he abruptly stood up, you almost fell but luckily you were quick enough to grip onto his fur.

Realizing your plights he growled but the crazy winds disappeared as he relaxed, lowering himself to let you stand on more stable ground.

"Apologies. . your holiness." he said with a sort of whimper that made you almost forget about how scary he could be.

"it's okay, thank you for being mad for me." you sigh, a small smile on your lips despite the chilling confirmation.

Was it really confirmation though? maybe Andrius has suffered from erosion as well, leading him to become delirious? "But I'm not holy being, nor am I the creator." you hesitantly stated, hands rubbing your elbows as you looked away.

"Nonsense" he brushed your insecurities and skepticism. "I remember, despite all these years the scent of my mother. . the creator." he slowly blinked, resting his head on the ground so your eyes could easily meet.

Shaking your head once more, "I am human, I swear, I'm no imposter, I don't claim to be the creator!" your lips trembled "so please don't call me that, I don't want anymore reasons for them to attack me."

"oh beloved one" his voice was soft, as his tail came swiping gently along your face, it was soft. . a bit chilly but comforting. "Please don't cry, your tears breaks what is left of my heart."

crying?

ah so that was the wet liquid trickling down your face.

Your hands swiped furiously at your cheeks and eyes, trying to stop the waterfall but to no avail. "My name is [name], i'm just a human, I want to go home!"

"I really am not. . so please, i don't want to get hurt."

"alright. . . [name]" Andrius agreed, though you know it was only to calm you down. He still believes you are that stupid creator. Creator or not, did you deserve this kind of treatment? did their faithful devotion towards their creator excused their manhunt of you?

the thought of being the creator made your skin crawl, it wasn't pleasing really. It was unsettling for someone whos lived and known themself as a human,

a god? ridiculous.

you were definitely in denial of the truth so clear to you.

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"What are you making?" Bennett and Razor stayed, despite how night has fallen upon the region, or the chances of people looking for them since they're gone. They decided it was better to stay by your side, due to your current mental and emotional state.

"Stew.." Because it was night and because andrius was near them, it was colder than usual, which led to you craving something warm to feel you up. Setting up camp wasn't easy since you lacked a few materials but Bennett had came prepared while Razor followed your orders and went off to search for food.

"so um. . what should I call you?" he asked nervously. "You can call me [name]" you scoffed, a bit down in the dumps to interact with your fav unlucky boy. "Just [name], not [name] the creator or [name] the imposter." you said while cutting the carrots in a scary way.

TACK!

The pyro sword character. . person flinched at the sound, "o-okay,, [name]. ."

Sighing, you turned to him with a more softer look, one filled with guilt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude Bennett." He shook his head quickly "No it's okay! you're under a lot of stress-"

"and danger-"

-"yeah and danger! so I get you're probably not in the mood for talking. . especially since you don't really know me." he explained with an understanding smile.

"Who said I wasn't in the mood for talking?" you said, despite knowing how it looked like with your attitude just a few moments ago "I wanted to talk to you and Razor for so long-" it wasn't a lie (you loved those two kids) "like what food do you like?"

He easily replied "Well I like meat!" "Well I know that, but what about specific dishes?" you chuckled, maybe its because he was young and a boy that he really loved meat? well he is an adventurer so he'd need lots of protein, was your line of thinking.

"but" he turned to you with curious eyes "how'd you know I like meat?" he tilted his head, making your heart squeeze out of cuteness.

blink

blink again

realizing his words, you realized you had slip up. "O-oh it's just, you seem the type and it feels like I already know you." you chuckled awkwardly hoping he'd believe it.

"Really?" he stared at you, before beaming brightly "I had the same feeling about you too!"

"oh?" you blinked again, ignoring the urge to sigh in relief.

"yeah!" he was sitting happily on a chopped down log (a makeshift chair), kicking his legs as he told you "I kinda just noticed, but I feel all warm and fuzzy when I'm with you. Like I feel stronger and protected you know? and i don't feel like I'm bad luck at all."

"I'm glad you feel that way" you turned back to the vegetables you had finished cleaning and cutting. There was a large pot in front of you, one that Razor brought before leaving again to hunt for boars, you had a sneaking suspicion he got it from a hilichurl camp but said nothing. "I think we'll need more firewood to cook in this ridiculously large pot." you hummed.

Bennett stood up, volunteering to get some more firewood. "Promise to be safe?" you asked him as he was leaving to head back into the forest, a hand outstretched as well as your pinky.

"Promise." and, without any hesitation, he wrapped his own pinky around yours.

As Bennett entered the forest, he turned around once more. Eyes staring at your form, you were so focused on cooking and filling the pot up with water and ingredients that you didn't notice..

he wasn't completely truthful

although he was sincere when he said he felt warm and fuzzy, he held back on also saying that being with you.. felt like whenever the creator was there with him. A feeling of being love and cherished.. and empowering presence.. That same feeling.. you had it. Although the empowering presence felt weaker, still he knew it was you.

and he knew, you were their creator or at least.. related to them.

but he knew, he knew if he told you that, you'd freak out. Just like what you did with Andrius. and he didn't want to scare you, or hurt you.. it was the least he could do after all the pain and suffering you felt at the hands of the other people of mondstadt.

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Your relationship with razor would be very wholesome 100%

Razor wasn’t sure what these feelings were at first

You definitely help razor get better at his English and grammar

You definitely met when he saved you from a slime or hilichurl

Razor definitely makes you homemade gifts

Even if they’re weird

When you take razor to mondstadt the first time

He’s confused and don’t know what to do with himself

Razor is definitely very protective and territorial

He would be even more protective if you don’t have a vision

His wolf family would definitely have to like you fo Razor to have their approval to date you

He seems like a family guy

The type who wants his families approval go relationships

Especially romantic relationships

You would definitely kiss him first

I have a feeling he wouldn’t even know what a kiss is

I feel like he would try to confess to you

But wouldn’t word it correctly and you would get confused

You would eventually figure it out and of course go out with him

Razor is a precious boy 100%

OMG EULA AND RAZOR BEING TAUGHT BY AMBER AND LISA HOW TO DANCE WITH SPEARS, BECAUSE EULA IS NOT HER FAMILY AND RAZOR IS EVERY PART A CITIZEN OF MONDSTADT AS ANYONE LIVING IN-CITY……

Part of the city of freedom’s ideals being community, and togetherness, and friendliness, but also faith and HUMILITY. Master Crepus, knowing that he and Diluc were well-off, drilling into Diluc and then Kaeya the importance of humility, the importance of protecting Mondstadt because he believed it was a culture and nation *worth protecting,* the togetherness and faith they were raised with maybe being what saved their relationship..

THE RESPECT OF AUTONOMY that the culture of faith and community and togetherness and humility must impose upon its citizens….

Im repeating humility so hard bc the freedom their archon bellows from the rooftops was WON and FOUGHT FOR by immigrants and commoners(red haired warrior, vanessa, gunnhildr, nameless bard, etc), hard getting too uppity when the common citizen was so important in the rebellions, both of decabarian and the aristocrats in Vanessa’s time.