#/ ok but reincarnation au thread when 👀👀

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" -- you're hurt! why -- why didn't you say anything?! " with a scared tremble to her voice, it's hard to keep calm when lumine sees the blood beginning to stain childe's clothes. quickly applying pressure to the wound with one hand, the traveler tears at the white fabric of her dress with the other. worried is putting it mildly for how lumine feels currently. she's scared. scared that paimon won't get back in time with help. scared that the medicine and herbs she has on hand won't be enough to heal him fully.

swallowing her fear, with blood stained hands, lumine ties the makeshift tourniquet tight and administers what first aid she can, trying to hold back her tears. was there enough time to tell childe how she's felt all this time? or would she have to spend the rest of her time in teyvat alone? .. was this-- goodbye?

" ch-childe, i- " without wasting anymore time lumine slips an arm around his neck and holds onto him tightly. thin fingers push their way into in his hair, and lumine buries her head into tartaglia's neck with a shaky sob. " i- i can't lose you, too! just-- hold on, please! " / you gave me angst, Frey uno reverse !! 😇❤️

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Tartaglia could count on one hand the amount of times he truly regretted something. But this. . . This takes first place. His muscles ache as he slowly lifts an arm to cradle her close. Archons, she felt so warm, so inviting, such a difference compared to the chill setting in to his own body. He could bounce back from this, right?

Right?

“Lumi, please, don’t cry,” his own voice is hardly a whisper and each word weighs heavy on his tongue. Blood stains the ground below him in a deep crimson.

We both knew this was inevitable.

The arm around the girl before him shifts to cup her face with one hand and brush away tears from her eyes. Deep sapphire meets bright golden hues and for a moment Ajax thinks maybe this isn’t the worst way to go. Maybe he isn’t thousands of miles away from home.

His head tips forward to rest his forehead against her own, his breathing labored. He can’t hear his own heartbeat anymore. Was that normal?

He pushes an item into her hand - the ring worn and carried with him nearly every day since he was a child. “I still wanted,” he pauses, he can hear his own voice trembling, “I still want to conquer the world with you some day.”

A weak laugh, the best he can muster, and three words whispered only for Lumine to hear.

The rain covers the sound of his last breath.