#icywrites

Always so kind and devoted.. ignoring the definitely-not-threatening letters you wrote to one of his colleagues behind his back and your unwavering possessiveness over him. To the outside world? No one would comment. With how your eyes seem to look almost dead while you wait in the cozy living room, staring aimlessly at the cold clock ticking on the wall.

The adult segments hold some affection for you, but it's so painfully obvious that you are poisoning their human counterpart. But does Zandik heed their warnings? Unfortunately, no. He loves you too much to ever resist you. He already knows what you always put in his breakfast before He leaves for work, how stressed he mysteriously becomes while running tests in his cold lonely laboratory, and how all of his troubles wither away as He comes back home to you.

The Elixir of Immortality has frozen you in time, making you appear forever as a young adult while He aged like any other human, yet you still continue to cherish and shower him with affection. You could've gone chasing after his younger segments, probably the cool and clinical 25 year old segment (only from 18 did you hear that 25 was popular with the female staff… yikes) or the Zandik in his prime , the 35 year old segment "Omega." Even so, you still willingly chose the original over the segments.

Speaking of segments, 65 was the only segment who you interacted much with. He's closer in age to the original, He handles your possessiveness with ease and He's practically the stand-in for when Zandik is too busy to visit his darling spouse. Omega is second place mostly because He finds you interesting but He was too.. social and charismatic for your liking, and Zandik was afraid that your interactions would end up in a messy quarrel. "Why is he contacting the Regrator so much? And why is he so interested in his little experiments?" He could almost hear your sweet voice in his ears, nagging to him about Omega.

His frail health is declining thanks to the definitely-not-poisonous powder you laced his tea with, even to the point that He's bedridden for almost a week. Yet almost always, he comes back from the Palace as healthy and unaffected as ever. Zandik only laughs at your pushy questions and that panicked look in your eyes, only looking at you with adoration as you try to figure what's going on. The segments don't seem to care much, and his colleagues prefer not to look in your direction.

But it's alright.

Yandere!Dottore who was able to slip a part of his soul into your body ahead of time, before he had split his remaining soul into two main 'segments'. He knew you were departing from Teyvat but alas, his time was short and He knew He physically couldn't be by your side.

Actually, how did He manage to slip a part of his soul into you? You didn't know. You suspected that something felt off a long while ago but you were foolish enough to brush it aside, to think of it as nothing. And now suddenly, those parting words made all the more sense.

No no.. it couldn't have been when you, the Traveler and Hat Guy were sent inside Irminsul for the final battle because there were zero records of you that He could manipulate, nor could it be when you fought his other segment back in Nod-Krai where he held the power of the the Three Moons. Or could it have been before all of this, when you were still under his 'loving' grasp?

Only a few weeks after that great battle against his last segment, did you finally start feeling so.. worn down, so haunted and so paranoid. This unwanted final parting gift, one that sticks to your mind like a digital virus, a "parasite" who would pick and prod at your mind out of twisted love.

The remaining part of Dottore inside your body seems less like He wants to take over your mind and more like He's made himself home inside your mind. He was well aware that you could hear his voice in your inner thoughts, and He started even appearing in your peripheral vision like a golden spirit to test how much more you could take. Who knows what else He could do? Flip through your memories now that He's inside your head?

You remember the first time that Dottore, grown a bit jealous after your recent interactions with the Traveler, tried to wrestle control over your mind. The way you halted in your steps with widened eyes, replaying the moment you groaned in stress and how his voice overlapped with yours.

He enjoyed every second living in your mind, but poor old you on the other hand? You were not in the mood to entertain your crazy former lover's mini "experiments", nor are you looking to reminisce a few long-forgotten memories.

And you would have to endure his torment even as you depart from Teyvat.

[Name]: "Wow Anaxa, you have a dead spirit lingering in your head and haunting your mind too??" Anaxa: "It's ANAXAGORAS!!! And yes, you should meet THEM, Cerces is such a crackhead." [Name]: "My dead spirit lingering in my head and haunting my mind is also a crackhead. 😐" (/ref)

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And your gaze were even drawn to the introverted archivist Dan Heng. He was somewhat reserved, but really intelligent. You frequented the Archives for information about star systems, studying it intensely and trying to make the most of it.

It all clicked in place as Dan Heng offered to explain some parts and sections for you, and that was when your shared bond started to develop.

It was a lengthy and slow, yet it was all worth it in the end when the both of you decided to make it official. March was giddy and saying jokes about being a thirdwheel while the Trailblazer patted Dan Heng on the back for stepping out of his comfort zone.

As affectionate and caring as you may be, there was always something that bothered you. Dan Heng was affectionate yes, but it was almost like He was keeping you at a distance. You understood his unwillingness to share his past, choosing to be patient and waiting for the right time for him to truly open up.

No matter how much you tried to be understanding, It ached your heart. If there was something that made him feel unnerved, you wouldn't hesitate to stay by his side and listen to whatever problems he might've been keeping. That's what caring partners do, right?

Soon, it started happening. Around the time after the Trailblazer's crazy first trailblaze expedition, a figure had manifested in your dreams. Dreams are often unpredictable, but it threw you off about how this dream entity looked identical to your boyfriend Dan Heng, but also not at the same time.

Tall stature, teal draconic horns, long black hair, and strangely formal clothes that contrasted your real Dan Heng's more casual attire. And his aura was foreign, giving off a more wiser air around him.

His embrace offered refuge, and you came to recognize that dreamy maple tree where you and "Dan Heng" sat together. "One is always here to listen. Let me take the weight off your shoulders," His voice, deep and brooding echoed in your ears, "You've been working so hard, haven't you?"

You try to brush it off as your worries getting the better of you, yet your dreams betray you as you find your head in "Dan Heng"'s lap again. His gloved hand wiped away tears you didn't know were running down your cheeks, "He's been giving you the cold treatment, hasn't he? Tsk tsk.. One is not pleased with his behavior." His face was blurred, almost like a cloud of mist you couldn't wave away.

Eventually this strange dream version of your Dan Heng starts acting too personal. Why is it when you cried yourself to sleep, his gloved hands stroking your head feel oddly real? The way his smooth voice called you his "darling" and how his whispers filled your ears before you were unable to recall them after waking up.

It's becoming unnerving. You didn't know who this mysterious figure was, yet.. He seemed act so fondly towards you.

And then again, "Dan Heng" kept showing up again and again. "One has noticed that you are staying up later than usual. What's been bothering you? Is it him again?" His deep voice probed, his finger tip playfully poking your cheek.

You couldn't find it in yourself to respond, your breath hitching as his gloved hands stroked your cheek so.. lovingly. So lovingly it made the hairs at the back of your head stand up.

Your thoughts on the other hand? They were focused on your real Dan Heng, who started avoiding you more and more frequently. Was it something you said? Did you make him uncomfortable? You couldn't help but let it gnaw at you.

"Dan Heng" lets out a small 'tsk' as if he was able to read your thoughts, continuing to hold you in his lap, "What a petulant young man, so careless. Running from his past won't get him anywhere." You don't understand, what is He talking about? What does he mean by running away?

For a moment, you felt your mouth open, as if to ask, "Who are you?"

The words that left your lips felt.. unreal. Like it was less like you were talking and more like you were communicating telepathically with your inner thoughts.

Time froze inside your dreamy world as his body leaned down.

And there it was, that strange foggy blur had cleared. Teal glowing eyes, almost lifeless, bore into yours. His lips are curled in an unsettling smirk before they slowly parted to speak..

Just then, a familiar voice followed by the sound of knocking startled you awake.

You don't register the sound of the Conductor calling you down for breakfast, only the last thing you remembered in that fleeting yet unsettling dream.

Unlike the typical yandere, I imagine Phainon would super needy. I mean, not the usual needy yandere everyone envisions, Phainon's neediness would be a bit more overwhelming.

The heat of four hundred and two million coreflames freezes in comparison to his blazing affection to you.

"NeiKos496 has been merged by Irontomb."

The text on the screen projected by the journal were still. You had to double check if the sight behind the Exomyth screen was what you were truly seeing.

"Partner.."

Phainon, Khaslana? You're not sure what to call him as he steps towards you. Utterly bathed in the stench of gold and iron mixed together.

No, something's wrong. There should be people here, Okhema has not yet fallen. You were supposed to meet with the Imperator, and Cyrene clearly left a note saying she went a head of you.

So why is there no one around?

"My hero, my universe, my love."

The world around you seems to shift, eerily so. With the creepy glitchy shifts, you would've expected Lygus to show up and start running his mouth in your ear. Not Phainon of all people.

Yes, you do miss Phainon. But, you were sure He wasn't supposed to be here. You saw him ascend with flames of his past selves manifesting within him. For Aeon's sake, you thought he was dead.

"Phainon, what's going on?" The words finally leave your mouth after much contemplation. Emotions whirled within your head like a weird garbled ball of thread, sadness or relief? Affection or fear? You don't know.

"Hey, just look at me. Only me, okay?"

The air around you stills, neither warm nor cold as He drags himself closer. Only then when you try to back away, did you realize you were stuck in place. Like a player who softlocked their game by accident.

"Stay right here, my dear hero."

Phainon cooed, like a loving loyal companion. Your heart churns with tension, your guts telling you that something was definitely wrong, like this wasn't the Phainon you knew.

"Phainon!" For a brief moment, you were able to move. You tried to rush forward, only to be stopped by a single flick of his finger. The journal "As I've Written" and its pretty pink quill, was in Phainon's hands.

His hand steadily write on the page, then a message. One that shook you to the bone.

[Permissions for "(Name)" revoked by Admin ID "NeiKos496".]

A smile contorts on his face, one that was less sweet and more.. obsessed. Your vision starts to flicker like a graphical bug, yet you were unable to speak. Only breathe and watch.

His blue eyes, warm with not only affection but overwhelming obsession.

He meeds you.

You don't need the other Chrysos Heirs. You don't need Dan Heng, or March 7th, or the Astral Express.

Or that silly Trailblazing spirit.

"I missed you, a lot. This is a special scene separate from the cycle system, just for us. Only us."

"Look at me. Just me. There's nobody else that should have you."

You were overwhelmed. Like you were slowly drained of your energy. He knows you have a ton of questions, but can't you live in the moment, even for a little bit?

"Trailblazer.. just hang onnnnnnnnn█████-"

[Permissions for "PhiLia093" revoked by Admin ID "NeiKos496".]

Of course, we can't have her getting in the way now.

[Permissions for "ScreW" revoked by Admin ID "NeiKos496".]

One by one. With each step, you slowly lose your only methods of contact outside of Amphoreus.

[Communication Request denied revoked by Admin ID "NeiKos496".]

Why were you stubborn?

Why can't you see that He's the only one here for you?

The graphical migraine you have only intensifies as Phainon removed permissions from everyone else. One by one.

"Just me. Only me. No need for a foolish tomorrow. Or Trailblaze journey."

Your eyes closed. Unwillingly.

[EXPERIMENT: ERA NOVA - TERMINATED]