Traversing Teyvat
Chapter 3: Part 2: An Ice Peacockâs Tears
Synopsis: The Cryo vision holder has a chat with you. The events that unfold are not as expected
Authors note: Ayo, I just had to finish the last part today. The rest were ready along with the part 1. Enjoy my lovelies.
Warning: Not proofread.
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The Knights were pretty well funded inspite of it being an organisation that doesnât tax people for its services. The hallâs were grand and the rooms were luxurious. The cavalry captainâs office was no exception. The light streamed in through the huge windows. The curtains were partially closed and the walls were decked with maps scribbles and documents. All in a chaotic manner. Kaeya motioned you to take a seat, smiling in a way that you recognised to be his mask. A few moments ago you he was smiling with amusement, but now it was the same smile, the aura was different. A buzzing sound plagued your ears as you sat down. Was it your emotions or was it the fact that your heart was beating in your throat? Whatever it was, the sound wasnât helping with the situation at all.
You shuffled towards a familiar chair, the one that you repeatedly created in your serenitea pot, all because you wanted to recreate his office.
Confusion and a numbing sense of shock flowed through Kaeyaâs mind. Years had he practiced putting on his mask and yet this sense of foreboding shook him and he could barely conceal his emotions. This familiar face he had seen along with a blond headed traveller, The eyes that had kept on watching over him, the voice that seemed to follow him every time. The entity that he thought was imaginary was now in front of him and all he could do was pretend it wasnât real. It worked once and it work once again. Right? He rested his arm on his chair while he stood looking at the person sitting awkwardly and refusing to look at him, only archons know why.
â So, About the horse. Since you were very headstrong on getting him to join my cavalry. I might as well get to know him better. Give me a few more details about this future horse of favonious.â Kaeya gestured, âA cavalry captain has the right to know at least that much doesnât he?â
âHis name is Rugby, Brown and has an affinity forâŠ.Philanemo Mushrooms.â Of course you couldnât tell that Rugby who was actually your dog loved dog biscuits. That wouldnât be realistic. You hadnât planned anything after meeting Kaeya. So you had to wing it.
âPhilanemo Mushrooms?â
â Yes, cooked in patties, like how Timmieâs mom prepares it. You should try it once. No wonder why Rugby loves it.â You blinked like as-a-matter-of-factly.
Kaeya didnât budge, his face was hard to read.
He hummed, â How long have you been in Mondstadt? You seem to know everyone here. Well, better than me I suppose.â
â Itâs been over an year or so, sir. I donât think this has got anything to do with Rugby I guess.â You said, trying to wheel him away from finding out that you were here for only three days.
â Yes indeed, but the knights have to verify your background. You could always be a fraud if we arenât too careful. Lately suspicious people have been popping up in Mondstadt.â Kaeya stared. Scanning you with his starry eye. âYou are a part of the adventurerâs guild arenât you?â
â What gave it away? I have been a member for an year and half.â You smiled. Of course that didnât mean your palms werenât sweaty and you just wanted this nerve wracking interrogation to end.
Kaeya shrugged, âThe boldness. How Bold can a commoner be to actually waltz up to the illustrious cavalry captain with a blatant lie and still believe that the captain actually bought it. Only someone who has ventured into the crevices of adventure can have the audacity. Am I wrong?â
Shit. But yet once again you werenât surprised, You didnât main him for over 2 years for nothing. This was expected. You had to play it off cool.
You raised your arms in retreat, â Welp, you got me. As expected of our beloved Captain.â You smiled, âNow then, Please ask away whatever questions you have, Of course a maiden would want to meet the captain to bask in his glory, and the very maiden will have her own ways.â
Kaeya chuckled, It felt slightly off. It wasnât his usual suave laugh, It sounded forced.
âGuess you have adventured a lot in the past, would you mind enlightening me with your past.â, Kaeya gestured, âI am quite intrigued for I havenât heard of a ridiculous name such as Rugby. As far as I know, No nation has such ridiculous names.â
âUhmm. Iâd rather not. Itâs a long story and will take up your time.â
âOh~ But you wanted to spend time with me, did you not? Please go ahead.â
âI do not remember where I come from, But I have visited a few places so far.â You had to give him something or else he might sniff you out. You could narrate your commissions in Inazuma. It might make it sound like you came from Inazuma. That sounded right.
âOh a child from the land of Electro? Pretty rare in these parts of Mondstadt if you ask me.â Kaeya said in a robotic voice. He didnât seem to be buying it.
â That is quite the reason why I chose to come to the city of freedom. The shogunate wasnât my cup of tea.â
He raised his eyebrow. And smiled, he seemed to agree now. âYes indeed, The Raiden Shogun seemed to put up quite a fight, getting struck by lightning repeatedly isnât fun in the long run.â
â Urghh You tell me.â
â Howâs the traveller?â
â Going to Sumeru. Going to save another nation now.â
He paused. The room grew colder. Strike.
Realisation dawned. You gave away the fact that you fought the shogun. Wait. How did he know that?
Hold up. Are all the vision bearers self aware?
How come Sara didnât know you? Is it because she was NPC. What about Katheryne? Why isnât anything making sense? How far does the self awareness extend to?
Your skin had gone cold. Your heart was hammering and you could barely feel your fingers. A ringing pain in your ears, you couldnât even hear anything clearly. The world started spinning. What is happening?
âY/Nâ,
You stared at your feet. No response.
â The one who controls us. How did you end up here?â His voice was grave. It was almost close to a hiss.
You remained a statue. The shock seemed to numb you entirely. All you could do was zone out.
â All my life, I thought that you were a hallucination. A voice that seemed to laugh at me and jeer at the choices I made. At first it felt comforting.â He spoke.
âBut, whenever the voice popped up I felt my arms move at my own accord. It was as if I was a puppet.â
Puppet. You heard that loud and clear.
â Mona Megistus once did tell that we were the pawns of fate and we are played by destiny.I laughed it off. But we both knew that what she said was true. She managed to maintain a straight face, Kudos to the all knowing I presume.â
You looked at him. You never knew the reality. His eye seemed to darken. He looked like a kid, who was told Santa wasnât real. But here It was his reaction to you being real.
Sorry. I am sorry. That word seemed to be written all over your face.
â Your presence was comforting indeed. In the darkest of times when no soul seemed to even care glance my-our way, I heard your voice. Crying. Sobbing at my fate.â He continued, â Maybe you were crying at my fate or you were crying for me. Either ways it confirmed that our fate wasnât exactly in your hands. But we were.â
That one rainy night, Bloody cold and helpless. As he limped towards a home which didnât seem to exist at that time, when his whole world was spinning as he clutched the ice orb, he heard the voice for the first time. A weak choked voice whispering No. As if it was his mind screaming. Once he got himself somewhere safe he could hear the same voice comforting him or itself. But for some reason, he felt comfortable under its watch.
Guardian Angel I guess.
He looks at you, pale with shock. Guess you didnât expect this side of story at all. He still wonders what your existence means. Who were you really?
Here you were losing your mind. You read the webtoon and plenty of fanfiction narrating the scene Ragbros angst, but never did you play an event that had the cutscene of that event. But then how did he hear you cry ridiculously when you were drunk and you had reached friendship level 10 with Kaeya and was reading his lore. Did that mean that you going through character stories meant you were at the moment in the story.
It didnât make sense.
They were under your control. But you cant change their lives either. Other than stuffing them in a ridiculous teapot.
What now?
âY/N, why are you here?â his voice was distant. He did not look at you.
âI..donâtâ
â My life was anything but free. Of course you know it. From my very birth till today, all I have ever lived is a life that someone else set up for me.â His voice grew louder, but more like a hiss, he seemed to be trembling.
âJust, when I thought it wasnât half bad and I could actually live life like a dream things went out of control, only for me to get to know that it never was in my control.â Control.
He pushed his chair back. Slammed his fist on the table. Shivering with pure confusion and anger. His eyes watery, his breath heavy. His vision seemed to glow brighter by the moment and the air grew heavier.
â Do you know how it feelsâŠ,â His eyes finally met yours.
The dark blue star dancing frantically, The scar beneath his eye patch pulsing rapidly, â TO KNOW YOUR LIFE WAS PLAYED OUT FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT OF ONE INDIVIDUAL?â.
The air started frosting, snowflakes fell. Kaeya stared at you. Time froze.
Entertainment.
That was the sake of the development of a game. That was the sake of the creation of characters. But once you took the characters into your life, cherishing them they were given a life.
Now that you know this, what now? All you wanted to do was unlock teleport waypoints to travel around more smoothly.
Itâs been more than a minute now. Whatâs up with Kaeya? The snowflakes didnât move either.
Crackle.
The glowing vision, sparkled. It started glitching? The table started shifting, the hues started changing. The light pouring through the velvet curtains started changing. The clock started turning back to an hour. Kaeya started walking back to his chair, on his own accord. Glitching.
His eyes seemed to look at you in fright.
Whatâs happening to me? It screamed.
His mouth seemed to glitch. The room spun. Red and green pixels radiated from you, engulfing the entire room.
Silence. The room was set right. You swore you could here the same ding that you here whenever the game reconnects to the server.
Kaeya was in his place, smiling forcibly, birds chirped near the window. The sun poured in as usual. There was no frost, no snowflakes. The air seemed light.
You knew where to go now.
â Iâll take care of it captain.â You whispered and walked up to him. Gave him a pat on his cheek and walked out of the door which was just opened by a confused Harry, who was just about to ask the captain why he wanted no one to enter his room. Only to see at a captain looking through his documents and no one else.










