The Fourth Betrayal Pt. 2
Yandere!Wanderer x Creator!Reader
word count: 753
warning(s): heavy mentions of death and genocide
Part 2 to this Drabble
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“Poor Wanderer… so prideful over being the creator’s favorite… only for him to be abandoned in the end.”
The words sting but he can’t say anything to refute it. The truth of it sends him further into despair than ever before. He could feel his own sanity slipping away as the days pass without you by his side.
You’ve showed him happiness only to rip it away from him.
He can’t accept that.
But he’s different from before. He’s evolved and learned from his mistakes. He knows he can’t be too forward in his plans. He can’t be too obvious. He won’t get anywhere with all his cards laid out for everyone to see.
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It is quite easy to befriend the traveler. Especially when their eyes are filled with pity. They’re considerate, treating him carefully as if he’ll burst out into tears with just one mention of the creator.
Though this pity irritates him, it makes it easy for him to play his part; lost and broken - the abandoned puppet looking for a purpose in life.
He accompanies the traveler on their mission. They complete quests, defeat enemies, and gain rewards. As the traveler becomes stronger, wanderer becomes stronger as well.
Eventually, the Tsarista manages to collect all of the gnoses. Like always, the heroic traveler comes to retrieve them while the Wanderer comes to traveler’s aid.
After an intense battle, the hero finally defeats the Tsarista, successfully making it out alive only weakened.
Wanderer takes advantage of this moment of weakness. With his travel partner’s back turned, he delivers the final blow, killing the Traveler. Paimon attempts to fly away but he catches up, flying even faster.
With no other witnesses, a tragic story spreads throughout Teyvat of the traveler and their companion falling in the epic battle against the Tsarista and the Fatui.
After the first sibling is taken out of the way, it isn’t long before the second sibling follows.
With the news of their sibling’s death, they halt their plans and mourn their loss. That small period is enough for Wanderer. Meticulous plans are sent into motion and not long after, more news is released of the fall of the Abyss Order.
Now, the only obstacles left are the archons.
During his adventures with the traveler, Wanderer fought many battles side by side with the different archons.
With the power of all gnoses as well as the knowledge of the archon’s abilities, defeating them was easy.
The adepti, all of the vision users - no matter how powerful they are, no one is able to defeat the new god that slaughtered the seven archons.
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Seven little bottles are strung on a chain like a flashy necklace. As Kuni fiddles with the chain on his body, he comes to the sort of realization that his wish was granted. He has everything his former self could only ever dream about. Not only did he become a god but he became the only god in Teyvat.
Yet, he isn’t happy. How can he feel content with mere scraps when he experienced true happiness and satisfaction in your arms?
Having all the power in the world is nothing compared to having you by his side.
Even with the traveling siblings and the archons gone, his ambitions don’t end there. In fact, being a god isn’t at all his goal in the first place. It is just another stepping stone towards his true purpose.
You.
You’ve given him a taste of paradise and he’s become addicted. Only you can sate this never ending longing. Only you can ease the excruciating pain the comes with your absence.
He clasps his hands together, kneeling in front of your newly built statue. Closing his eyes, he prays.
“You are the creator of Teyvat, right? So, it’s safe to say that Teyvat is your child.
Then… will you come back if your child is on the brink of death?
When your people are dying and the lands you love are doused in flames?
Will you finally come back to me?
I guess we’ll have to see.
Let’s hope you come fast… or I might be the only living being to greet you when you arrive.“
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Outside, the sky is lit with orange hues even in the dead of night. The sounds of screams echo loudly as a scorching fire engulfs the cities and villages.
He knows that his prayer is one of many being sent to you. Though, that doesn’t bother him. Quite the opposite, in fact.
He wishes, for your sake and the sake of the remaining population of Teyvat, that their prayers reach you.
