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“So you think the Dark-Knight Hero is the one who left her unconscious at our doorstep?” There’s no mistaking it, the owner of that soft-spoken voice was most definitely the Grand Acting Master, Jean. Your eyes were still closed telling by the sunlight hitting your skin, that you most likely spent the night there, or morning. You were completely conscious, but you wanted to know for some reason. Depending on when they noticed you outside. “Yes, there was a letter too but it flew away in the wind before I could bring it here when I picked her up.” And that absolutely had to be Diluc’s voice. Anyone smart enough would be able to tell that it was clearly him who brought you the HQ. However, Jean just sighed with a nod before looking over a particular document at her desk, which actually looked more like some type of scroll in your opinion. She kept looking back and forth between it and you.

“So, unidentified traveler, how long do you plan on faking unconsciousness?” The sudden change in his voice startles you, causing your eyes to blink open fully and take in the frowning tall man who’s crossing his arms while looking down at your figure lying on the bed.

“Oh. Sorry, I was a bit… Half-awake? I didn’t mean to eavesdrop or anything, I just-” But your words were interrupted by someone clearing their throat to which both you and Diluc turned to look at the source, Jean, of course. “It’s not that big of a deal, Diluc.” She takes a few steps towards you before raising a hand to your forehead, even moving a little hair out of your eyes. Even with her touching you, she looked somewhat wary and in your opinion, overly spectacle.

“You seem healthy. However, I am curious to know exactly what you were doing in the fields late at night. And you don’t seem like a traveler, with no weapons on you, or resources. And you clearly don’t have a companion, or am I wrong?” You catch the way she wavers in her voice as if she’s conforming to something she doesn’t want to or is even afraid to. It is exactly what she’s doing so you’re confused about why she’s nervous.

“..Yes, I’m alone. I was just… I... I don’t know how I woke up there, to be honest.” Diluc, who you had forgotten was there for a moment lets out something that sounds like a chuckle, but out of disbelief. Jean glances at the desk once more which just makes you want to get up and see what’s there for yourself. She removes her hand from your body before standing up straight up and eyeing you with something you can’t describe. She goes behind her desk and sits down.

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The silence & tension in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife. You suddenly felt the urge to sit down, as if sitting down would prove to turn you too vulnerable. So you get up, quickly. It startled the other people in the room and you swore you saw Diluc reach for his sword when he flinched, and the reaction on your face clearly said it all because he glimpsed over the sword strapped to him before visibly relaxing (at least trying to). 

“This was fun for a little but I think it’s time you c-” The Grand Acting Master is interrupted as the door flies open and you think the temperature gets a little chiller. A certain navy blue man with an eyepatch scurries in, looking like he is searching for something. His eyes scan the room in a flash before landing on you. Something about the eye contact you two made sent a shiver down your spine while his gaze lingered while he turned towards the other two in the room. “Oh! Was I interrupting something? Sorry, sorry. I heard that a particular person had shown up in the middle of nowhere and I just had to see what all the commotion was about…” The deep ocean blue eyes fall on you again. “So this is our guest?” He leans against the door frame for a moment, eyeing you up and down when he decides to stand up straight and walk (more like stride) straight in your direction. 

Real. This is all real and in fact, not some delusional dream. You pray none of them notice the way you hold your breath as he gets closer and closer, stopping at Diluc's distance, only a little closer. You can't stop the words coming out of your mouth. 

“You're-” “Kaeya.” He interrupts confidently, stretching out his hand to you. It's a good thing he said something before you mentioned his name. It would have only made you all the more suspicious. You stare at his hand that's stranded in the air for a few seconds, before he sighs and takes your own with a gentle yet strong grip, pulling it to his lips, and kissing it. A peck. Then he freezes, as if he didn't believe what or why he just did that. It wasn't really visible on his face but you could tell. You can tell a lot about everyone here, actually. And some things tell you it's not just because you know all the lore for every character. It's something you feel from the inside. 

Kaeya graciously lets your arm fall back to your side and you hope there isn’t as much blush on your face as you think there is. “Why don’t I take this fine lady throughout Mondstadt, hm? You two seem like you have more important… things to discuss about whatever just happened, unless..?” He, not aggressively, yanks you up and off what you are sitting on and starts leading you toward the door. He didn’t even wait for the two to reply. Jean gets up from her chair, hands practically slamming on the table as she pins him with a look. “Hold on Kaeya, this is dangerous. We don’t know who this is or where they came from. And here you are trying to show them around? Let them meet civilians? This is all too suspicious. You can’t just-” She shuts her eyes and makes a noise that sounds like something close to a groan. One hand on her hips. “They have to stay here. You know exactly how heavy this situation is.” Diluc, being the man he is, also glares at Kaeya, and you swear you hear a scoff from under his breath.

Kaeya, shockingly, doesn’t look back and continues dragging you along out of the head office. “I’ll bring them back, don’t worry. But I’d like this with this one by myself.” You can hear Jean and Diluc’s complaints rise but you're out of the building by the time you can make out any of their words. 

The two of you venture into the city, and you take a moment to look at everything around you. Wow. It’s much more beautiful and lively since everything is suddenly so…. Realistic. Before waking up here, it was your least favorite nation but you might consider changing your mind. Everything seems so calm and it really is less chaotic than all the other nations. It’s peaceful. “So I assume our city is to your liking? With the way your eyes are practically shining…” Your daydreaming is cut short when Kaeya stands in front of you, arms crossed, hands on his hips, looking amused out of his mind. “Well, it’s not every day you wake up in a whole new world.”

It slipped out, it really did. But you hope he doesn’t take your words literally, and you think he didn’t because he lets out a content chuckle. But then his smile drops. And you’re stuck in place. He slowly makes his way closer, then he grabs both your hands and stares you straight in the eye.

“I don’t think what I’m feeling right now is simply attraction. I have a lot of experience with that, trust me. But with you, there’s a pull. A pull that I can’t ignore. Hah, I wonder if the Red Hawk man feels it… Maybe that’s why he didn’t want you to go.”

You don’t know what to say. You have no idea why this is happening or why you’re here. And is he serious? A pull of some sort? That’s not good. Pulling means attention and that’s the last thing you need right now. Yet the way he looks at you would make anyone think the whole world revolves around you. And as of now, you have nothing. No one knows you or trusts you. You don’t know how to fight, which is very much required to survive in Teyvet. You need friends, allies, and people who are willing to defend you. And you can’t do that while simply touring around Mondstadt.

“Thank you, for this.” You step closer and you know what you want from him, what you need. You need his trust. “All of this is nice, but I’m more curious about you. I think I feel that same pull with you, to be honest. I want to get to know you better. Where do you live around here? I’m curious to see how people here live.” You’re positive you sound genuine and curious. Good. All is needed to win him over.

He looks surprised, then pleased. All before you’re suddenly tucked into his chest… And a sword is against your throat. You gawk at it, squirming. That wasn’t the smartest thing to do, which caused him to press it against your throat even more. “I might be captivated by you, but I’m not as stupid as you think. Now… Why would anyone try and get into someone's home when they’ve barely known that for a couple of hours? Unless, that certain someone has a plan, of course. I took what Master Jean said to heart. For all I know you could be dangerous. I’ve been watching you closely the whole time. It’s as if you’ve never seen something like a regular town. There are even more impressive ones all over Teyvet. You know what that tells me?”

You know exactly what he’s implying and you feel like you could throw up your organs. Were you going to lose your second chance so easily? 

He turns you slightly and you’re finally facing him. Expect all the warmth is gone. His gaze is as cold as his vision and you’re no longer sure if you’ll be able to try and gain him as a companion, let alone civil allies. The sword across your neck is making you start to throb in pain and you’re sure it’s going to leave either a cut or a mark. It hurts.

You can feel Kaeya’s breath against your neck.

“Who are you?” 

Suddenly, there’s a bright flash and you’re temporarily blinded, and Kaeya’s holding his left arm up. You can see some blood seeping through. It looks like it’s the same size as the one he created on your neck. But yours is gone.

He’s breathing heavily, confused. Kaeya’s barely standing on his two feet, he’s dizzy. Even though he just practically attempted on your life, you couldn’t blame him for it. He doesn’t trust others. He can’t, it’s not what he’s here for. You don’t know how you get to him so quickly, throwing one of his arms around your shoulder. He seems to be in a more… fatal condition than you were. It’s like he took your injury, only intensified. You have to get him aid. But then again, if you go to anyone else, there’s a good chance you’ll be locked up. You don’t want to imagine an interrogation right now. So, you look at the poor man in your arms and speak softly. You hope that gets you some points, at least.

“Where do you live, Kaeya?” He barely opens his eyelids, having a look on his face that’s in between exhaustion and uncertainty. You think he’s about to shake his head before he blurts it out, surprising the both of you. Now he’s the one gawking at you since you go in the actually direction of his home. How did you even know your way around? That took away some points, didn’t it?

A/N:

A little over two weeks, my apologies. Time flies, 1.5x longer!! Yippeeeee ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ I'll get to that Masterlist...

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It had to be by God’s will. Why else would he allow you to get pushed off of a bridge and drown to your death, at the age of 26?

It wasn’t fair. It wasn't your fault. Why did he hate you so much? You let him go, told him to move on, that you would even bless him with his newfound lover. Even if he didn’t stay loyal, even if he begged on his knees to have a chance of making things right. Though there wasn’t anything that could change your mind, cheating is unforgivable and unforgettable. It means you have no respect for your partner and no loyalty. Both those things are required if a couple wants to last. Without them, the relationship is doomed to fail, which is what happened.

However, that could never be the end, not for you or him. 

Greedy. too greedy, and so, so selfish. He couldn’t let go. He couldn't move on, even with another woman waiting for him at home. He couldn’t take a step forward in life, knowing that someone could sweep you off your feet at any moment. Knowing that your heart can belong to another. Knowing that he’d be replaced eventually.

So he believed it would be best if the possibility of that happening is zero.

Why did you trust him? “For closure”, he told you. So, initially being the soft-hearted being you are, you meet up with him. Agreeing to meet in the middle of your local bridge where everywhere is surrounded by water positively wasn’t the smartest decision of your life. While you thought he was late, he had been just on time creeping up behind you while you were looking at the vast ocean. And in the next moment, you feel familiar arms wrapping around your waist. You let out a long exhale, knowing it’s him. You used to smile every time you felt his touch, but not anymore.

“Didn’t you say we’re meeting for closure? This should be the last time we see each other before going our separate ways, so I don’t know why you’re touching me. I don’t think we misunderstood what we meant by closure. It’s nothing intimate.” You feel the arms around you tighten, and you wonder for a split second if this is the best situation to be in. You should have stuck to that thought.

“Mh. It is the last time we’ll see each other.” You felt uneasy with the way he was saying that. It was making you nauseous. “But I’m giving you one more chance. Come back to me. It’ll be better this time, I won’t make the same mistake again. Why do you have to be this difficult?” The grip was getting tighter, and you felt as if the oxygen flow from your brain was becoming less frequent. But you still felt the annoyance grow in your body. Did he have no shame? “You have to be joking. Even with your what, fiance living with you right now, you still want more? Even if that woman has no respect for me, it's human decency not to have an affair with someone.”

You could tell that he didn't like the words coming out of your mouth. You could tell you were safe and needed to get out of her, quickly, desperately. But his grip was becoming threatening, and it was getting harder and harder for you to breathe.

“It's disappointing. We really could have had it all, if only you were willing to cooperate.” The words that leave his mouth are followed by what feels like a really hard punch to your back. Suddenly, your body falls limp and he catches you. You weakly reach for your back and quickly discover a knife. The person you once called the love of your life had stabbed you, and there's now blood trickling down your back, it's running cold rather than warm.

“W-Why-” You could barely get anything out as your vision was seeing little black dots. When you felt that he was picking you up, you couldn’t help but want to vomit at the thought of what he might do to your body. “Don’t worry, I'll let you rest in peace. Well, as peaceful as the ocean floor gets.” You want to scream, but nothing’s coming out. It shouldn’t be a surprise he can read your expressions by how long you were together, but you wished the past had never happened. Wished you never even gave him the time of day. Now you know why it’s no wonder his lover before you left the country. Why did you stay? Why didn’t you see the signs? 

From what you could still see, he’s tying something to your neck that you’re sure is supposed to act as a weight. Meaning that once you go in, you're most likely not coming back out. Not even for your own funeral, they won’t find the body. It breaks your heart. You don’t want to die. You don’t want to leave so much behind.

With one more breath from your lungs, he leans down and kisses you. How disgusting. He wouldn’t even allow you to rest in peace. It shouldn’t be that much of a shocker, but it still baffles you, and stuns you into silence. You don’t move, don’t breathe. You’re frozen, all up until he’s holding you over the railing, and your heart is in your head, your whole body’s shaking.

“Goodbye, love.”

Those were the very last words you heard before plummeting to your death.

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The water is cold, you’re shivering.

You can see red water, or what’s most likely your blood floating around you.

The stab wound in your back aches, you want the paint to go away.

The black spots in your vision are growing. 

You reach out for the surface but you’re sinking.

The weight attached to your neck just makes it harder to breathe, to move. 

This isn’t what you wanted.

You just wished to be admired, loved, cherished. Just as you did for everyone else, even if it hurt you.

Even if it eventually led to your death.

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A Seelie was floating in front of your face. Blue, alive, breathing, moving. In front of your face. In front of your eyes. You lie motionless on the grass for a few seconds before jolting up with a screech. While doing so, you collide with the Seelie, which feels like flowing silk, the smoothest thing you’ve felt on your skin.

Is this heaven? Or am I just having a very long and realistic dream? Isn’t that an entity from Genshin?  So you’re dreaming about a game that you gamble your soul away to…. Okay. But out of all of them, couldn’t it have been HSR? You feel like you’d have a better chance of surviving there.

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This is not a dream, is it?

Okay, fine. You died, you remember that very vividly when you were in a literal sense, dragged down to your death. So the universe has decided to grace you with a second chance at life. In an open-world survival game. How gracious.

You can’t lie in flowy grass forever. Even though the moon light makes it perfect. You’re living in a fantasy world, everything is possible.  anything could happen. To you. You have to be smart about this, you can’t just appear out of nowhere and act clueless and all lost. You’ll be questioned immediately and might as well get yourself killed. No matter what nation you go to, who could explain what has happened to you? You’d like to know, but you wouldn’t want to go back. Some things are just better outside the real world. There are no serious politics, no pollution, and no war if you ignore whatever’s happening in Natlan. No absolute need to work a 9 to 5. 

Gathering the courage, you finally get up from the ground and observe your surroundings. Right by your feet, there’s a Windblume. You must be in Mondstant. In all honesty, it’s always been your least favorite nation. Uneventful and quiet. You could live a simple farm life in Liyue. It would be quiet, as long as you avoid Hilichurls.

Speaking of which, while you’ve been standing still and daydreaming about your thoughts, there’s been a distant sound of what seems like life yelling and footsteps getting closer and closer to you.

You finally snap out of it and look behind you, seeing two Hilichurls and one giant Lawachurl heading straight for you. 

Shoot.

You screech and start sprinting, but they’ll catch up in what, 20 seconds?

“Hey, you! Get down, as in right now!”

You can’t tell where the manly voice is coming from but faced with a split-second decision, you instinctively crouch down, shielding your head for safety. All you can hear is the fluttering of a bird and the sensation of heat rushing overhead. You can only catch a glimpse of red hair in a low ponytail.

Edit: I just realized that the summary says you wake up in a different place than Chapter 1. So sorry about this, it's still accurate but it just isn't the first place you wake up.

A/N: Life happened. This is long overdue so thank you all for the wait and sorry and all the empty promises. I'm back, however. I'll go back to my 1-2 week schedule. I found it easier to do with school in session, somehow. But I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 1. I'll make a Masterlist soon.

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※ 1. Betrayal - A Heart Dragged Down

※ 2. A Realistic New Life

※ 3. A Fractured Welcome

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Others Coming Soon~.

 You let out a long sigh as you drag your feet to Kaeya’s side once again, crouching in front of his body, meeting his eye level. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to…” You stretch out your arms, motioning to his figure. “Hurt you? I think that was my fault. I’m just as clueless as you about how this happened, believe me.” He’s staring deep into her eyes, gazing into her soul like he’s trying to find out if she’s telling the truth or not. It’s Kaeya’s turn to sigh before he raises his arm and reaches out to touch the bandage you wrapped around his neck for him. 

He shouldn’t believe you, but he foolishly does.

“It can’t be helped. A lot of things in this world don’t make sense, especially our own actions.” Kaeya says cooly, slowly sitting up and sitting upright on his couch. Even though he attacked you first, you can’t help feeling guilty. He was only doing his job and your whole existence in this world is more than suspicious. So the best you can do for now is help him out….

And pray he doesn’t take you back to HQ.

You aren’t stupid, you could tell Jean wanted to keep you there, most likely lock you up. You love Bennet, Lisa, all the knights in general but you didn’t want to see them all through the bars of a jail cell. The Grand Acting Master didn’t trust you, and neither did Diluc. But Kaeya is also a knight and you can't expect him to abandon his duty and hide you away. These things can’t be helped, but you can’t stay here for long. That’s why you have to leave. You need to get on the outskirts, somewhere like the Dawn Winery. 

Somehow. 

“Kaeya, I know you have no reason to trust me but-" 

Knock knock knock.

Ah, maybe you should forget all of that, since it's most likely time for your demise.

Both of your heads snap towards the direction of the sound, and of course, there’s someone pounding at the door. You should just pray to God (but the question is which one?) it’s someone unaware of your presence.

“Hellllooooo~?” Lisa. That beautiful, enhancing librarian.

You don’t know why the fact that it’s only her helps oxygen to fill up your lungs again. Even if she’s super close to Jean, you know that she's logical in some sense to not send you away, if she heard about you from the others.

“Well  I deeply apologize princess, but please hold.” He smiles at you and pats down his top before casually walking to the door. How he changed his demeanor so quickly was impressive, but also quite scary if you truly think about it. The fact that you know that he's in pain too but just brushed it off makes you curious about what else he's endured in the past.

That is to say, he is from Khaenri’ah.

 Such a sad fate that had fallen upon his people. It’s honestly amusing how little he knows about you, yet he welcomes you into his home. Was it even a welcome? He didn’t have much of a choice but his guard is obviously down. Not the smartest choice to be so relaxed, and even seemingly lie (or what even he was about to do to protect you from Lisa) to someone he’s known for years. That is to say, it’s an opportunity you aren’t planning to let slip, you need to use it, being his trust, and him to your advantage, if you ever dream of getting out of this world.

Let alone surviving in it.

A few softer knocks are heard, and she speaks again. “Kaeya, you know your books are almost two weeks late at the moment, correct?” The way her voice floats into the air around you and continues ringing in your ears doesn’t surprise you as to why no one necessarily dislikes her. She’s a kind soul and oh so very smart. You hope she’s just not smart enough to somehow figure out that you were supposed to be here, in his house, or on the surface of Teyvat.

He takes a deep breath. “Give me a moment, at least let me actually get the books, our dear librarian.” Kaeya speaks loud enough for her to hear from the other side of the door and then proceeds to turn around to face you and starts walking quickly, almost jogging as you follow and you both go down a not-too-lengthy hallway with swords of all different variations. Big, sharp, little, small, including a miniature dagger that’s trapped in a clear casing propped up on a shelf. There’s also armor that shines so bright that it hurts your eyes. He collects them, it seems. He really is a knight at heart, and you can’t help the small smile that it brings to your face knowing that the characters' behaviors haven't changed from how they acted through the screen. It’s a good sense of security since you already know what to expect.

He leads you into what you can only assume is his room and makes you sit down on his bed that’s smaller than something you thought would suit his taste better and makes you sit down on it, then he grabs a stack of books from a desk that you can only assume are Lisa’s and heads back to the door, it's clear he's in a rush to shoo her away. “Stay put and don’t make a single sound, alright? I’ll be back before you know it and then we’re gonna find a way to deal with your… situation.” He offers up a smile that isn't the usual charming one that you see all the time through the game, this one looks genuine, almost like he can't wait to get back to you. The door closes shut behind him gently and you're left alone for the second time yet again. This time in what you can only hope is a safe space. 

There's clearly a lot more going on here than either of you know and you're more than determined to figure out what the cause of all of this is. But one thing you can be certain of is Kaeya’s unusual closeness, how much he trusts you and is seemingly drawn to you. And Diluc… 

He seemed uncomfortable about your presence, and it isn’t like you could blame him for it, you quite literally came out of nowhere but at least he had the decency to save you. You needed a way to make him trust you. But that would require interacting with him which could go wrong quickly if he’s decided that he’s going to make sure you get locked up as soon as he sees you. Although, he’s a well-respected and logical man. He should know that you’re harmless as well (if we overlook whatever happened when Kaeya cut your neck) since you passed out within seconds of your life being endangered. If you could just have a conversation where he isn’t carrying that sword of his or he’s at least in a comfortable atmosphere, you two could come to an agreement and he could get you settled somewhere away from here, where Jean isn’t trying to track you down and interrogate you, for whatever reason… Then you could go back to being a nobody. Or were you really a nobody? So far everyone who’s seen you has acted strangely. In your opinion, you look normal… ish. Maybe it’s about time you look in a mirror and try to see things from their point of view, or find something that’s out of the ordinary. 

Going directly against his directions, you stand up and look around Kaeya’s vacant room. It's tidy, the bed was laid smoothly before your presence. The desk was also clean with ink and paper having their own corner while books and a candlelight had another. That's when you turn around to face the bed again to find what you're looking for. A mirror. But not exactly what you were picturing. It was where you had expected to find it, on the wall next to the dresser on the right side of the bed, but it wasn’t there when Kaeya had brought you here. And instead of your standard tall slim mirror leaning against the wall, this one looked more like a whirlpool, almost a portal that you could see yourself in. Not only that but there’s a pull, a connection to you and the said “mirror.” As if it knew you were wishing to look at your reflection and it was there just for that. You draw closer even so slowly and begin the observation. You start at your feet, and like a lot of different people in the world, you’re wearing heels. Nothing wrong about that, now to move on to your outfit. It wasn’t too bad or simple either. It was a mostly black outfit with gold outlines that made it look more extravagant yet still not too fancy and overbearing. 

And lastly, your face. 

Your head shape and hair are the same, however-

Oh.

“Ah.”

Your eyes. They were a soft yellow, almost what you would describe as golden. They were bright, yet even you couldn’t look away from the mirror and could only admire in awe. No one else has had features like this, not that you were aware of. Now it makes a bit more sense as to why everyone had either been curious like a certain eye-patch-wearing night or cautious as a certain spectacle pyro vision holding barista.

You… You’re clearly different. Anyone could tell, thus they treated you like so, no wonder you were treated graciously nor was welcome warmly. It just makes you itch to get out of here even more. Being different brings unwanted attraction, and when you’re trying to find your way back home, it won’t help your case at al-

What are you returning to? Your body’s drowning at the bottom of the ocean.

Oh, of course. You had died. It was a bit more peaceful when you had forgotten that fact, and you feel your heart throb as you remember all the air leaving your lungs and saltwater going to replace it instead. With all the pain, nothing you could do but squirm, try and swim up, but to no avail. The heartache. You missed your life, you missed your home.

Zoning out, you hadn’t realized you moved closer to the mirror, it was like a magnet, and of course, you drew closer. That, however, proved to be a grand mistake on your part, because the thought you had about it looking like a portal was indeed correct. It was like a vacuum, as soon as a small part of your hand went through, your whole body followed and your entire vision went completely white.

You wake up, and all you see is a blur. Your knees are against a wooden floor. Luckily, your other senses are intact and a lot more keen than you remember and you hear what you must assume is a broom drop on the floor from your left, a gasp from your right, and a glass shattering on the floor from behind a desk around 10 feet in front of you. “Ughh… My head…” You wince, slowly blinking and rubbing your eyes before you look up to see what your surroundings look like, to find out where in Teyvat you are. 

And sitting right there, at the desk a couple of feet away from you, is the same red-haired man who had saved your life only last night, holding… broken pieces of glass while bleeding, staring down at your mouth in a tightly pressed-together line, stunned.

Diluc.

It seems this is your second time entering someone’s home without being invited.

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It's been a while, and I'm sorry for the wait. I don't plan on leaving that long ever again, but alas, life happens. I'm glad to be back. I missed writing a whole lot. +.ﾟ(´▽`人)ﾟ+.ﾟ Like I've said with this story and my other works, I'd die before leaving them unfinished. I love you all~!

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