#nunus power

[draklorn]

| reeling over whether or not wielding a True Ice weapon changes Iceborn's hair and eyes every time or not.

[sandeewithtwoe]

Pale isn’t good at following the script

Pale and Template belong to unu-nunu-art

This comic was inspired by this (found on Twitter):

Transcription:

Pale: I am going to eat another universe

Template: STOP RIGHT THERE, VILAIN!

Template: I, Template, will stop your carnage once and for all! Give up now, or face my unlimited power and strength!!

Pale: Maybe I should kill myself

Template: NO DONT DO THAT

Template: your next line was supposed to be: “you’re too late, I’ve already-“ Are you even listening??

[marzellapii]

power of love wins !!!

hi I haven't drawn sans undertale in years please forgive me <3 I was getting back into undertale and then it hit me so suddenly that pale and template exist and I miss them

pale and template belong to @unu-nunu-art

[whispereons]

Oracle!Reader Part 13

Masterlist - Part 1, Part 12, Part 14

Warning! As usual, there are descriptions of violence, gore, and death! Ya know, the usual yandere imposter sagau stuff.

Leaning against a tree, you finished the last volume in 'Hilichurl cultural custom'. It was definitely the most informative with the next being 'Hilichurl Ballad Section'. You didn't plan on studying the Hilichurl language but it could come in handy.

You just didn't bother finishing 'Draft Hilichurl ballads'. Ella Musk's rough translation paper in her commission would be far more helpful than that. The game screen is closed as you think back to what you memorized.

Hilichurls worshipped the elements rather than the Seven, which makes sense due to their Khaenri'ah bloodline. Could you use the elemental power in your possession to distract them? Would they recognize you as they can control elements or would the curse from Celestia interfere?

Twirling your sickle mindlessly you keep watch on the camp as hilichurls continuously walk around. A Mitachurl carrying a rock shield sat in the base as a Geo Samachurl helped construct a tower.

Actually, now that you think about it, isn't it kind of strange how this is your first time encountering a Hilichurl? One of the most common enemies that appears in almost every location, yet it's only when you purposefully search for one that you-

"Mimi ye?"

Jumping away from the tree in shock, a sharp gasp escapes you as you turn around, your sickle held firmly.  You resist the urge to raise it in defense.

A Hilichurl stands now in front of you with a crossbow, tilting its head. It would be cute if you weren't hyper-aware of the weapon in its hands. Relaxing your posture, the sickle in your hand is hanging to avoid making the hilichurl feel threatened.

"Hello, do you want something from me?" Awkwardly smiling at the masked creature, you speak slowly in hopes of not exciting it.

"Celi dada, mimi nunu!" It walks closer to you, making you cringe internally from the smell. It's not just a smell from bad hygiene, it smells like death.

"Are you curious about me? Do you want to see something cool?" You wait for it to react, which it does by strolling a bit closer before presenting your sickle.

It stops at the sight of the weapon and you watch nervously as its grip tightens on the crossbow. Hurriedly you push the Electro to crackle through the weapon but you don't swing it.

Not even as the Hilichurl begins to load an arrow.

"Nini movo muhe yoyo!" You repeat the few phrases that you drilled into your mind. The pronunciation is bad and the accent is horrible but the message is received by the Hilichurl.

The arrow is slowly removed from the crossbow as the Hilichurl points to the Electro and asks, "Eleka mimi-a-Domu?"

Racking your brain to recall what it's trying to ask you, you nod hastily. It wasn't attacking you so whatever it asked hopefully wasn't bad.

The Hilichurl begins to circle you as it gets closer, seemingly inspecting you. "Muhe ye! Mimi tomo!"

'Muhe ye' was something praiseworthy if you remembered correctly. It suddenly begins to push you towards the camp while repeating the same phrase.

Not willing to risk angering it, you let it push you down the hill and cross the small river of water. Your sickle disappears in gold specks before the other Hilichurls and Geo Samachurl spot you.

They all tense up with their weapons ready yet they don't attack until the Hilichurl pushes you in front of them. It begins to speak to the whole group loudly as they all peer at you from behind it.

"Mimi mosi ye mita!" Hilichurlian is spoken quickly as you look at the half-finished tower and the second tower that was completed. Could the towers be part of the worship they hold to Teyvat?

"Ya!?" The rock shield Mitachurl suddenly storms down the stairs from the main camp making you stare up at the Mitachurl in panic.

Shit, shit this was getting out of hand. Looking around the camp for some form of escape or distraction, the Samachurl stomps his staff onto the ground twice.

"Celi upa celi! Ye dada!" The Samachurl yells out, making the rest of the Hilichurls cheer and begin working faster on the second tower. You could hardly focus on that as the Mitachurl stops in front of you with a mean glare.

It towers over you with the rock shield looking almost as heavy as you. A snort of hot, stinky breath is pushed onto your face making your features scrunch up in disgust.

It begins to argue with the Samachurl as you recover from the horrid smell of the group. You weren't being attacked so that was a good sign, but how were you supposed to lead them away?

Multiple hands begin to drag you toward the half-built towers with their overgrown nails tickling your skin. Not wanting to be forced, you keep pace with the group. Looking down to not trip, you notice their feet.

It was kinda strange how they had five fingers but only three toes. The cloth-like fabric of their charcoal skin was also strange along with the horn-like features on their head. Perhaps the curse melted their clothing with them into one being? That would help explain why they wore so little clothing even in harsh climates.

The Hilichurls pushed you into helping with the tower construction, they all seemed enthusiastic to have you on board. Working with them, instead of fighting against them was far more ideal even if you had more work to do when it came to destroying the towers.

Not long after helping finish the tower, the Hilichurls and Samachurl celebrate. The Mitachurl sits on the perch on the base camp as the Samachurl begins to sway his staff.

"Eleka mimi-a-Domu~ Mita domu-a-dada!" As the Samachurl begins to sing, the hilichurls dance around both towers in sync. Sitting down you watch it curiously while keeping an eye on the Mitachurl.

"Mimi mosi ye mita!" From what the books said this song was supposed to be sung during festivals. What could they be celebrating?

A few Hilichurls arrive at the camp holding Geo clubs and shields. They pause at the sight of you until the Samachurl speaks to them, making them calm down.

One of them seems heavily injured and is escorted into the main camp with bleeding wounds. The smell of iron mingles unpleasantly with the sweat and dirt in the air. God, you regret having a working sense of smell.

The rest of the group brought back meat and rotting fruit? The meat was put to cook over the fire and the fruit was handed out. You only took a single fruit to be polite but it didn't smell... right.

It was a wet, overripe Sunsettia looking far more red than a normal orange Sunsettia. It was probably washed in the river but the water only made it muddy. You look around to see a whole basket brought to the Mitachurl who takes it with a huff.

"Ya celi mimi nunu!" The Samachurl exclaims before they all begin to eat. You try to put the dirt-speckled Sunsettia on the ground but the Samachurl stares at you with expectant eyes. It keeps the staring contest as the Mitachurl begins to look at you too.

Damn, you really didn't want to do this.

Smiling, you brush the mud off (that unfortunately smears it more) and try to ignore the gross possibilities of who and what touched the fruit. You chomp a good-sized bite and hold it in your mouth until the Samachurl nods in approval. The Samachurl begins to feast on his own Sunsettias and you try not to gag. You're about to spit out the piece in your mouth until the juice hits your tongue.

It's sweet. The slight bitterness is pleasant, if not familiar. Experimentally, you begin to chew on the fruit and savor the taste trying to recall what it is.

After a few more bites, you notice a weak burning sensation that travels down your throat. It's… alcohol? These Sunsettias are fermented. Not strong enough to get drunk off one, but after a few?

You look back to the Hilichurls and blanch at the empty basket. Now with what seems like the whole camp they resume the dance. The Mitachurl flops into the middle of the camp, dropping his empty basket.

The staff in the Geo Samachurls hands sways drunkenly as it sings loudly and off-key.

"Nini movo muhe yoyo! Nini movo mimi tomo~! Lata movo mosi yoyo, celi movo celi yoyo!"

Cringing, you finally got up and walked past the drunk Hilichurls. You could barely hear yourself think with all the noise, how were you supposed to plan with it?!

The only place within the Hilichurl camp that had a chance of keeping out the singing was the sole building. Casting a parting glance at the partying Hilichurls, you climb up the stairs and enter the hut.

The poor workmanship let drafts in as two lit torches kept it bright. The obnoxious singing gets quieter so you suppose the building served its purpose. A sole beat-up hilichurl lays on a straw make-shift matt, it groans in pain weakly.

You stop in the middle of the building, just a few steps away from the Hilichurl as you watch it. The question lingering in the back of your mind finally comes forth.

Why did you not want to harm the Hilichurls?

You had no problems attacking and even murdering people, yet your heart ached at the thought of hurting the cursed citizens. Was that it? Did you pity them to the point of refusal of harm? Or was it like you originally thought of the Hilichurl camp being too strong for you to face on your own?

Quietly, you take slow steps toward the Hilichurl, the torches cast your shadow to loom far above it as if swallowing it whole. Stretching out your hand your fingers inch closer to the wound winding down its back.

It must be in so much pain. Your fingers graze the cut just barely as you laugh at yourself. Were you always this hypocritical? Just yesterday you let a treasure hoarder bleed to death with his critical state, yet you tenderly touch this Hilichurl hoping that your power could heal it.

Even with your conflicting feelings, you smile as the Hilichurl begins to glow gold. If your touch was enough to heal it then Teyvat must recognize it as an animal rather than a human.

How sad...

The Hilichurl is quick to wake up once the light fades. A mumbled "Dala?" leaves it as it felt its body multiple times as if checking that it really was healed. It finally turns to look at you with a tense silence.

Smiling calmly, you stay standing as it shakily steps closer to you. "Unu, unu!" The Hilichurl falls onto its knees as it shouts loudly making you jump.

Loud thudding could be heard behind you. You looked behind you, a grimace on your face. This wasn't supposed to happen, what did it yell to the others?! You may have been against fighting them if you could avoid it, but between their life and yours, you come first.

Your sickle is summoned into a clenched hand as you move to turn around to face the sole entryway. Coarse hands grab your ankles and something rough lays on your feet. You freeze at the sight of the Hilichurl in a full bowing position at your feet with its cracked mask pressed against your feet.

Did it recognize you? Or is it simply trying to stop you and is still weak from its earlier injuries? Nerves aflame, you lift your sickle prepared to strike it down and start the fight.

The Hilichurls swarm the building making you freeze up. The Samachurl walks in with the Mitachurl trailing behind it. Attacking now would only lead you to being overwhelmed. All you can do is wait for them to make the first move. If only you remembered what unu meant!

The Samachurl speaks to the Hilichurl that is still clinging to your feet, yet the Hilichurl only repeats unu. That must have been the last straw for the Mitachurl as it yells with spittle hitting your shoulder. It grabs the Hilichurl and lifts it up into the air as you rub the spit off with a nauseating feeling.

The sound of the Samachurls staff dropping to the ground is what has you raising your head. Not a second later, all the Hilichurls get on their knees, yelling with enthusiasm.

"Unu! Unu! Yo unu!"

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that unu must mean something like god as lawa meant chief. There wasn't anything else they would bow to that wasn't a god. Even the mighty Mitachurl sets the Geo shield down to bow low enough that you stand taller than it.

If healing a single Hilichurl had this effect, then you never have to worry about Hilichurls again. This was just another thing to add to your growing list of plausible evidence for you being the Creator to use in the worst-case scenario.

Of course, this could be used against you just as easily. The Hilichurls are by technical means 'monsters'. The only people who know that they were once people are far too little. Some would even kill you to hide this fact...

With a heavy heart, you force yourself to remember not to let hilichurls know your identity from this point on. So many good opportunities are missed due to your stupid acolytes. You'll be stuck keeping this Hilichurl situation quiet for both you and the Hilichurl camp's sake.

Glum with disappointment, you resign yourself to finishing the commission and point out the tent. "All of you, follow me." With that, you leave the building as the Hilichurls rush to follow you.

There's no fear in your heart as you continue to speak while using hand signals to order them. Opening the map, you hum as you try to find a good spot to move them to. It would suck if they saw you destroy the towers and rebuild them before you get the reward for the job.

It takes a bit longer than you hoped due to the alcoholic fruit they consumed but soon enough they follow you farther south to the border of Tianqiu Valley. A nice open area is spotted and you stand there while pointing at the ground.

"Here, this will be your new home." The Hilichurls cheer and rush to work. You slide down to rest against a tree trunk. All you had to do was sit and wait until you saw a good chance to slip away.

Except, they just would not stop bugging you. Fruits, meat, flowers, and any relatively presentable objects were given to you constantly. It didn't help that the Mitachurl refused to leave your side after you winced at the sunbeam hitting your eye.

You had accepted all the gifts and mindlessly stuffed it all into your bag. It was a bit embarrassing to admit but the way they cheered and danced at your approval was nearly endearing. Keyword: nearly.

The stream of gifts came to a halt as the squishy sounds of slime padding along the grass came closer. A batch of big and small cryo slimes stared at the Hilichurls before jumping into the air to attack them.

The Mitachurl quickly leaves your side to attack them as the Hilichurls follow it into battle. Not a moment too soon either, the camp is almost done and you aren't sure if they would even let you leave at this rate.

It was a shame you had to miss watching the battle. Seeing the two most common mobs fight each other was a rare sight as they usually work together. With a bit of effort, you successfully escape without alerting the Hilichurls, smiling in anticipation at the sight of the old camp.

Electro is slashed at the tower as your sickle hits it repeatedly. The white winding tower breaks into a pile of rubble before you move on to the second one.

It's a little more difficult due to the wood pole that serves as a foundation but it comes crashing to the ground soon enough. In spite of your hits, the brown pole stays standing despite the marks you gave it.

Winded, you rest your hand against the pole and catch your breath. After a few minutes, you stand back up and raise your sickle to strike but stop at the sight of something interesting.

On the pole were the now translated words 'BELOVED CREATOR' in messy big writing.

That confirms it right? Not only do the people of Khaenri'ah worship you, but they also recognized you earlier. But if they were originally punished for refusing to be under a god then why did they suffer the same fate when they worshipped you?...

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Celestia wasn't intended to be a good or liked character in Genshin. Hoyoverse made it very clear that no one liked Celestia, so Celestia alone attacking the people of Khaenri'ah wasn't surprising, even in this world, but what about the Archons? What reason did they have to attack Khaenri'ah when the Archons worshipped you too?

Your mind spins with possibilities as your feet automatically head back to the newly built Hilichurl camp. After all, you couldn't leave them unsupervised when they knew your secret.

Besides being showered with gifts and what you assume are compliments isn't bad. You didn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing or acting suspicious around them. Their minds and bodies just weren't good enough to revolt against you. Still, it made you happy that you could relax around them with no consequences.

The camp should be made with lighter-colored trees due to the different environments. The stone flooring of the building would cool the temperature slightly along with whatever air slips in. They should be feasting on the food they gathered and celebrate your return. You would enjoy the positive attention that you haven't truly accepted since you arrived here as they sing and dance awfully.

So, why did the sound of weak gasps and clashing weapons fill the air? Why did the well-accustomed smell of blood overwhelm your nose to the point where you could taste it?

Your answer came in the form of a woman with flowing silk hair adorned with red ropes strangling a hilichurl till it went limp. The body hit the ground with a thud as it dissolved into ashes leaving a splatter of blood and a cracked mask.

The spear twirled in her gloved hands as the crane-like cape followed her body as she surveyed the area. Her clothes were dyed in dark red as the ruby liquid shined on the head of her spear. The crane-like beauty of Shenhe is lost on you as your eyes never stray from the bloody cracked masked.

Stumbling without care for whatever sounds you make, the bushes shake as you walk through. Shenhe looks in your direction indifferently as you emerge from the shadowy trees. Weapon at the ready, she speaks harshly like the worst winters.

"This is a dangerous area, go to Liyue and get any wounds treated."

She turns her head prepared to leave when a choked gasp escapes you. Head still angled to the ground, your features are hidden from view as she watches you.

"The Hilichurls, t-they took me. Did you really k-kill them all?" A shiver and soft sob wracks your body as you bend to clutch your knees for support.

"Yes, you can get help at Li-" Her dismissive words are cut off by your coughing fit. Tears spring to your eyes as you lift your head up letting her see your masked face.

She steps through the blood-stained grass as the horns, arrows, and scrolls break beneath her steps. There's a twist of a cap before a flask is pushed roughly into your mouth. The stale water that Shenhe clearly doesn't drink helps the bile in your mouth go down with a bad taste.

She brings it away and closes it as she barely glances at your face. She moves to leave again but your hand wraps around her upper arm tightly. Your voice shakes with emotion as you begin to speak.

"Those Hilichurls-s dragged me with them and thanks to y-you they're dead. They're really dead aren't they?!" Shenhe narrows her eyes in distrust at the way you finish your words.

"Goodbye." Emotionless as always she moves to wretch her arm out of your grasp but ends up gasping in pain instead. Her stomach bleeds into the black bodysuit as your sickle stabs her stomach. The grip you hold onto her is bruising as you stare up at her with indifference.

"They were only working on their home. Is it a crime for them to simply exist? You can't even understand your own existence, let alone empathize with another's. What right do you have to deny them the bare minimum in a world they didn't ask to live in?"

The words come out coldly as your teeth dig into your lips. The spear is stabbed into your right shoulder making you release her with a pained cry. She pushes you away, letting the blood flow out of your wound as you press your free hand onto it.

"You must be possessed by a demon." An ice talisman is summoned between her fingers as Cryo envelopes her weapon. The deep cut you left on her stomach continues to bleed but Shenhe ignores it. Meanwhile, you continue to press against your wound as the blood stains your hand.

Shenhe takes a step in your direction before a loud roar captures both your attention. The Mitachurl rushes in Shenhe's direction holding a brand new Geo shield. She steps back quickly but not fast enough to dodge the shield bash.

The satisfaction you get from watching her nose break and bleed is short-lived as her elemental burst is activated. The Mitachurl is already weak and once she's done with it, she'll be after you. It's that quick realization that has you running away from the area.

Wouldn't it be good to test if the statue of the seven could heal you? You skid to a stop at the old Hilichurl camp as you quickly bring up the game screen. As much as you would like to teleport without it, that requires you to remember what the location looked like, which you definitely can't with how fast your mind is racing.

The map is pulled up and you move to select the waypoint closest to the statue when your instincts scream at you. Something’s coming, something’s coming!

Letting your body lead, you dive to the left and grit your teeth at the pain of new scrapes forming. You watch in a mix of fascination and horror as it's overwhelmed by ice maidens. The near-death experience only leaves your nerves shot as you jump to your feet and continue running.

Shenhe already finished the Mitachurl, she's coming after you. The crackling of ice following and the lowering temperature are signs that only push you to escape faster.

The only exit of the area is a narrow gap between two mountains and you are distracted for a split second. The beautiful tree that rests over the sealed Azdaha overshadows you with every bit of grace you always imagined it would have.

"Transfiguration!" You didn't have Shenhe but it didn't take a genius to know she was going to use her skill. You can't keep running, not with these wounds. Not like you can fight her either no matter what creator buffs you get, it won't help you against the adepti's disciple.

From your right, you can hear the sound of crackling fire and Geo clashing. Swerving to the right, an ice talisman cuts your cheek but it's worth it as you spot Samachurl.

It's a huge hilichurl camp, at least two Mitachurls must be here! Grinning, you don't stop and hop over the shoddily made fence before it's destroyed by the cryo woman.

The camp is quick to begin attacking Shenhe as they must have judged that she was far more threatening. A Mitachurl holding an axe, and a shield bearing Mitachurl rush at the messy woman as you peek behind you.

Her lips are pulled into a snarl but her posture is clean as her spear weaves to hit any weak spots. Yeah, even with the Samachurl and Hilichurls supporting, you didn't have much time to escape.

You sneak into the now-empty Hilichurl hall-like building and pull up the screen. Impatiently you wait for it to load as the fighting continues on. It loads and you select the map quickly and find the waypoint on Qingyun Peak.

The noises abruptly stop before there's loud thudding as the whole area becomes cold. Panicking you press the 'teleport' button multiple times as the steps shake.

Iridescent eyes that hold boundless rage as the red ropes slip off meet your smug eyes as the light engulfs you.

Rubbing your eyelids as the light dies down to show beautiful scenery, you sit on a cold stone blankly. Just how dumb were you? Groaning, you flop backward and stare at the sky tiredly.

What a great idea it was to stab a homicidal overpowered woman with trust issues and only a small sense of morality. That makes it twice now that you were chased by braided-hair women that wield spears, except this time you knew better and could have prevented it completely.

But... you really didn't want to. If she had killed them after you said a proper goodbye then you would be upset but not like this. You wouldn't have been willing to employ that tactic again.

Just mentioning it seemed to direct your thoughts back to that day. Just like today, you had started to fully trust and unknowingly depend before they were taken away without warning.

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A young man stands with shaky hands as he stares at the now-dead body of the homeless man he shot. A panicked chuckle escapes him as his vision blurs and shakes at the sight.

No one would have to know. No one would even know. Nobody cares about the homeless, let alone a stray cat.

You're almost positive of that, that was his thought process before he spots you staring vacantly at your adoptive father and Ashtray. The only family that you had.

Tears burn your vision as you look at the gun in his hands. A weak laugh leaves you making the man stare at you nervously. You weren't even 18, yet you lost your father for the second time. The only difference was that you actually loved and remembered him.

"I really have to thank you, ya'know?" There's a slight voice crack when you speak but you smile at the guy despite it. "I mean, he was just soo annoying."

He smiles at your words, seeming to calm down at the friendliness and accepting nature you showed. "I know right? Constantly trying to convince everyone to 'make the most of your situation' or 'try to enjoy life while we have it' like what a fucking joke!"

His slimy laugh is accompanied by your fake laughter. It didn't feel real, you didn't want it to be real. Your feet carried you closer and your hand rests on his shoulder.

"Tell me about it. At least the old man's dead now! I can finally do the shit I wanna do." Your dad's blood from all the gunshots sticks to the nasty clothes and your filthy skin like paint. He didn't deserve to go like this, he deserved someone that isn't as selfish as you.

"Can you even guess half the stuff he made me do? Man, if I had access to a gun like that, shit he would have died way earlier!" The cockroach in human skin laughs and rests his palm on the alleyway side. A perfect match considering they're both utter shit.

"You're hilarious. How about this? I can introduce you to the guy that got me a hold of this, you can get it real cheap too! Of course, you'll need to pay me back in some way..."

You don't like that look in his eyes, you hate this man with passion you never knew you held until now. He's brought closer to you as you give a slight nod.

"But before that, I just gotta ask. I'm so fucking curious." Smiling with pride he lets you pull him closer.

"Sure, what is it? Just don't ask me for this gun, I paid a shit ton of money for it." Laughter rings out softly as every cell in your body resists the urge to strangle him.

"Don't worry man, I just wanted to ask." Your head tilts to the side closer to his ear as you whisper.

"Just how fucking dumb are you?"

Squelch

Your hand is bruising on his wrist that's holding his gun. Blood seeps out of his mouth as he coughs. The knife you thrusted into his chest where you hoped the heart was pulled out.

He gives his best to struggle the gun into a position he can shoot you but you didn't survive this long to be weak enough for that. The gun clatters loudly as it hits the floor, his mouth opens to scream but your arm gags him.

Bite marks litter your sleeve, hands punch and grab at anything but it's useless as you stab him again. Stabbing him repeatedly your fake grin twitches and twists into something unhinged.

It's useless to resist, your actions scream as you bring his dying body to the ground. A chuckle leaves you as you raise the knife high into the air and watch his eyes go wide with fear. It's cathartic, nearly healing, but you know nothing will heal you after this.

You stab him for what seemed like hours until his body is bloody with torn clothes. Bile and spit drip out of his mouth as his eyes stay open, his mouth frozen in a screaming formation.

Thoughts stab at your consciousness as you stumble over to your father's dead body. You could have just called the police and had him arrested. Maybe get one of the people who liked your dad to avenge him. You didn't have to do that.

But you did and you couldn't regret it. Resting your head on your father's chest as the tears and broken sobs are muffled in his clothes you continue to berate yourself.

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The blinding pain from your wounds is what drags you out of memory lane. The new wound from Shenhe isn't something you even want to see anymore. The lightheadedness you got from the blood you lost is making you dizzy.

Your medical kit is dug out and you apply the proper care for it. It hurts to even lift it but there's no one to help you so you push past the pain. Slowly, you walk to the edge and look down.

Cursing your bad luck you stare at the statue of the seven on a floating rock piece. Gliding was hard by itself, let alone landing on a small piece with such little experience.

Hissing in pain, you clutch the wound and close your eyes. You didn't have much of a choice, if you wait too long you might get permanent damage. What if the statue couldn't even heal you, you'd be losing time to get to Bubu's Pharmacy.

With a few insults to Shenhe, you deploy the glider and set for the statue. It's not that far and you land fairly easily. Good enough for your first solo glide.

With wary eyes, you inspect your surroundings before touching the statue. The glow it gives off is almost traumatic to your first day after getting thrown into Teyvat. You can only hope that this time you'll be able to handle the Archons better.

The puncture in your shoulder seals up nicely until not even a scar is left. The scrapes, laceration from Mountain Shaper, neck wounds from Cloud Retainer, and even some injuries you failed to notice heal up completely. You note the slight discomfort you feel from the wounds you didn't get to clean. It seems the statue can't deal with healing and preventing infections.

Even still everything you wanted to do is done now, it's best you leave before- "Pardon me."

A smile graces your face with ease as you turn around to face the handsome man. An overwhelming aura that silently demands respect paired with the manners of a humble citizen.

Zhongli's eyes glow with elemental power as he speaks with a voice that lulls you into a sense of security.

"Would you be willing to answer some questions?"

The only question is whether he came here as Zhongli or as the Geo Archon.

This one had a lot of different things going on. From the hilichurl to Shenhe and the long awaited Zhongli! I know there's a lot of components in my story and I hate to confuse you guys so I try to give little explanations when certain things become relevant. I am glad to get part of Y/N's backstory out! This is explaining the single life Y/N 'selfishly' killed before being thrown into Teyvat. I hope you guys enjoyed the gradual shift when it comes to gliding. First Ayato carried, then a team glide with the guys and finally Y/N by themself! Now I really need to start Fontaine before I'm spoiled by social media. I'm too curious for my own good. Yet again, my editor did good on this chapter despite how many times I was berated for normal mistakes. (If your name is italicized that means I couldn't tag you.) Taglist: @vvyeislazzy, @nikqi, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @etherisy, @yourlocalstranger123, @ra404, @iruiji, @goldenglow149, @haru-tofuu, @lsleepysimpl , @bebobeboben, @yuyuzi-ling, @amidst-the-tempest, @resident-cryptid, @mxd1zzy, @mochicurls21, @nervouseaglelover, @thedevioussmirk, @yumuramma, @kwqsla, @undecidingfate, @ehjane, @game-savvy, @akiramirae, @sielt, @fluffy-koalala, @formacoon, @sxftiebee, @khxii-i, @ursinaw, @chuuya-brainrot, @sweetbills, @kazuchaos, @snowfoxnix, @bluebelony, @conspicuous-mayonnaise, @pencil-of-ashes, @ghostlyintervention, @taiformaifoe, @sielt, @goaudduck, @carminerin, @maddysflowers, @zenith-of-all-zenith, @crazydreamcat, @leafanonsforest, @grimreapersscythe, @leylanx , @undecidingfate, @sapphireknown, @help-whatdoimakemyusername, @zhonglisfruityass, @fluffy-koalala, @mer0n37, @victoria1676, @mochinessss, @sinnful-darling, @emilymikado, @pix-stuff, @esthelily, @luxie963, @emmbny, @millienolife, @kbar1013, @xxblackroses623xx, @chxrlxtteee, @aludicpoet

[lqfiles]

where are you oomf 😭😭😭

THE TWITTER EMOJSIDHSJHDJSFHD IM DEADD REMOVE RHE COBWEBS IM SLOWLY COMING BACK WALLAH but omg the june manifestation skills go CRAZY because i was genuinely about to post smth today??? THE POWER OF HCVENUE…..

nunu been too busy comparing arda to seals on twt sozzies 💔

[ohnoitstbskyen]

Out of curiosity I must ask, what League of Legends champion do you absolutely loathe lore wise?

I don't mean that you hate them every time they're on screen and wish that Riot never made them, mind you. I mean they're good in design and execution, but if you were in their world, you'd punch them directly in the balls.

God, like... most of them? Yeah, most of them probably. Might be easier to count the ones I wouldn't get angry with.

Understand, most of these characters are people who wield tremendous power and who, out of the necessity of storytelling, makes really bad choices about how to wield it and wield it unilaterally over other people.

Like, Shen for example, good ol' mister Eye of Twilight, Keeper of the Balance and so on... also happy to just let people get Noxus Murdered because of spirit balances or whatever. Fuck that guy. Punch him in the dick. Nasus is too busy feeling sorry for himself in the desert to give a shit about helping the people he was once sworn to defend, Swain is a military dictator, Darius is the enforcer of military dictatorship, Garen and Fiora both aid and abet an ongoing genocide while Lux is a reprehensible centrist about it, Xayah and Rakan are terrorists targeting human civilians, Bard happily lets entire villages be slaughtered while he collects magic artifacts, Vex killed like hundreds of thousands of people during the Ruination... it goes on like this.

So yeah. Lillia is cute and good and deserves the world. Ekko and his crew have never done anything wrong, ever, and protect Zeri at all costs. Yuumi is baby. I'd try goat's milk to drink with Braum, and I'd love to share a campfire with Taliyah and her folks. Nami seems alright, Neeko would be fun to chat with, I wish to build a snowman with Nunu and Willump. Poppy is okay, but we don't know if she's on the mages' side yet, so, hm. Soraka is welcome at the party though!

And y'know what, Seraphine and Gwen can come too, they seem like they'd be baseline pleasant to have around.

EDIT: inb4 none of this means you're not allowed to like any of these characters or that enjoying them and fanjoying over them is problematic or w/e, please do not be weird about this

[iadoreyoo514]

Happy 32nd birthday to our beloved Shownu 🐻🤎🎂

He showed us over the years what an amazing leader he is, a pillar for the entire group and for Monbebes, he gave us strength with his gentle side and comforting words and continues to make us laugh sometimes intentionally and often times unintentionally.

Shownu has proven over and over again that he’s more than just a gentle Teddy bear with abs lol. He’s an ace in what he’s doing. An incredible, powerful dancer, a fair and respected leader, a charming vocalist and an outstanding visual.

We all know how much MX loves and appreciates Nunu and how grateful they are to have him and so am I.

Let’s all wish him a happy birthday and let’s remind him that we’ll always love and support our Shownu, especially since he had a few rough weeks recently.

I hope we get many many many more years with him and Monsta X together.

Happy birthday Son Hyunwoo ❤️🐻

[finnegansundaysociety]

my take on a swap!error and swap!ink

i do not have art because i hate everything i ever draw.

please give me attention anyways

was inspired by @unu-nunu-art's goobers template and pale I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WHAT GOOBERS so i made my swapped my own error and ink

these two keep the original personalities, but swap their roles of creation vs destruction

(working duo title is the Vacant Souls, VS!Error and VS!Ink)

PENROSE SANS

Penrose does not remember much about anything. He had a timeline. He was happy. He was an artist, he thinks.

Then, emptiness. Penrose's SOUL was consumed by a black hole. His body is completely empty, eaten away by the black hole. He feels nothing, with no SOUL to fuel emotion.

The first time he awoke after emptiness, he was falling apart. His body being melted down into ink and pulled in by the vacuum inhabiting his chest.

Toriel was looking down at him, her body starting to melt the same way.

It was instinct. He doesn't even remember why he did it. His stringy liquified arm shot out and pierced her chest. Her SOUL.

Bright white liquid flowed out of Toriel's smeared form. SOUL INK.

Penrose's black hole drank the ink and his body solidified again.

Penrose's SOUL was consumed by a black hole due to an error in his timeline's code. The black hole turns all around it into ink which it consumes. The only reason Penrose himself is able to survive is by satiating the vacuum, fueling it with ink.

Penrose can summon mini versions of his black hole to attack, turning other people's bodies into ink instantaneously. Additionally, Penrose has a large fountain pen in place of Broomie. The pen's tip has a mini black hole in it, which he uses to pierce SOULs.

There are two kinds of ink to Penrose, inert ink and SOUL INK. Inert ink is obtained when any matter is consumed by Penrose's black hole. SOUL INK is specific to liquified SOULs.

Inert ink does not function well as fuel, it burns quickly and is better suited for use in creation. Penrose can use inert ink to create things such as swords, terrain, anything that can be thought of truly.

SOUL INK is Penrose's treasure. It is what keeps his black hole at bay. Different colors of SOUL provide different things and cause him to feel different things. Bravery burns fast and causes him to act brash, but can be used to create fire magic. Perseverance burns slow and calm, but can make him less willing to act.

Visually, Penrose is very classy. He wears a tan suit and coat with a white ruffle. His eyelights change colors to be a blend of whatever SOUL INK he's currently burning, with higher quantities being more present. He wields a huge fountain pen named Penny as his main weapon, but likes to use silver swords as well.

TERMINAL SANS

An error. That's all he is. An error in the code. Never meant to happen.

What can someone do when they know they aren't meant to exist? When their home forced them out because of it?

What can someone do when they know they're not the only one?

Terminal was an error caused by a white hole, another thing that's not meant to exist. His SOUL is inside of the white hole, and the white hole sits inside his chest.

Where a black hole consumes all, a white hole creates all. It took Terminal a great deal of time to get accustomed to having his SOUL encased in a force of omnipotent creation.

In time, Terminal learned how to control this power. How to summon white holes and get them to create what he wants them to create.

Once mastered the power of creation, Terminal swore an oath.

Any error that can be prevented, will be prevented. Any error that cannot, will be protected.

Terminal is an error. His body is assembled from garbage code and his SOUL is encased inside a white hole.

Terminal can tap into the code of any timeline. He summons command prompts to access code. (Terminal runs arch btw) He can also use programming to create things, such as his signature golden axe programmed to deal 99999 damage.

Terminal uses mini white holes to conjure things.

Terminal lives in the Posivoid, which differs from the Antivoid in that it is full of things Terminal has created. The Posivoid essentially acts like the Omega Timeline, in that outcodes and errors can live there without any requirement.

Terminal doesn't have strings, but he can conjure transparent white cubes that function as protection. These cubes can be put over SOULs, SAVE POINTs, individual bits of code, really anything. He can teleport cubes to anywhere in his vision, allowing him to rescue SOULs in danger by shielding and teleporting them to safety.

Terminal's main role is protecting timelines from errors occurring. He's coded an army of tiny cartoonish spiders which he calls Debuggers that he plants in timelines to watch for corrupted code.

When a timeline gets corrupted, Terminal connects to it, pauses it, and rewrites the corrupted code. If he can't catch the error in time, the resulting outcode is brought to the Posivoid.

Visually, Terminal wears a baggy hoodie and shorts that have cube decals on it. His hood is up. His skeleton is mostly black, with reflections of CMY light. His eyelights are black, while his sclera changes color with every blink. Three cubes of descending size hang behind his head like a ponytail. CMY colored streaks blur his lineart.

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i might have art of them later. i'll definitely have more lore posts and silly things later. i have been rotating these two in my brain for MONTHS before posting them

send me asks about them PLEASEEEEEE

[league-of-starlight]

Voice Update concept: Tryndamere.

Shoutout to Still Here for making me care about this guy.

First Move:

“The Avarosans will echo across this land!”

“I fight for my Warmother! I fight for all who swear allegiance to Avarosa!”

“I smell combat. I want a closer look.”

Long move:

“I don’t know what powers my curse, but it has its uses.”

“Before I met Ashe, I was just a man and a sword. She helped me find myself.”

"I lost one tribe, and I'll die a thousand times before I let another die."

First encounter:

“You face the barbarian of the Avarosans, come to me!”

“I need a good fight!”

Joke:

"My left arm is a lot stronger than... No, that's not it."

"My right is weaker than... UGH!"

"My right arm is a lot stronger than my left arm! Ha! Got it!"

Joke response:

“I’ve heard better jokes from children!”

Ashe specific:

“You’re doing amazing, honey.”

Taunt response:

“Bluster hides a weak heart!”

Killing:

(General):

“Don’t feel bad. I’m not easy to kill.”

“Another to the pile.”

Recall:

“I must heal! Wait for me!”

"Oh, dried blood, need to clean that off."

Death:

“Ashe…”

“No! Not… yet.”

“Wolf… I see you…”

*Growls before passing out*

Respawn:

“They’ll have me one day. Not yet.”

“Ashe is the only person I’ll die for.”

“They thought they had me? Their mistake.”

Character specific dialogue:

First encounter:

Aatrox: “Ugh. Why does seeing you make my blood boil?”

"You.. I know you..."

Ashe:

Ally:

“My love, shall we show our might?”

Enemy:

“My rage, I feel it…”

Anivia:

“Do you have a message to send?”

Braum:

“Ha! The mighty Braum! Let’s see if my sword can break your shield.”

Kindred:

“You. Shall we fight again?”

Lissandra:

“I’ll break through any ice you summon.”

Noxians:

“Keep out of the Freljord!”

Nunu and Willump:

“How do you control such a fearsome beast?”

Olaf:

“You’re one of Sejuani’s warriors? Hmph, just as thick headed as I imagined.”

Ornn:

“Oh, great Ornn, can you, uh, fix up my sword? It’s a little chipped.”

Sejuani: "You were once Ashe’s battlesister. But you are nothing to me.”

Volibear: “I already have enough rage.”

Taunt:

Braum: “With my sword and your shield, we will be unstoppable!”

Sword wieleders:

*smugly* "Hey, my sword's bigger than yours."

Taunt Response:

Sejuani: “Let your pet handle the trash talk, hm?”

Kill:

Aatrox: “Strange, why do I feel… calm?”

Ashe:

“No! I- I never meant to… *sigh*

Braum: “Sword beats shield.”

Kindred: “I can’t keep you back forever, but I can always try.”

Olaf:

“Perhaps that finished you off,”

Sejuani:

"I will not mourn you... But Ashe might."

Movement with Ashe:

Tryndamere: I’ll die a thousand times for you!

Ashe: Can you try to stay alive?

Tryndamere: For you? I’ll do my best.

[hungergamesheadcanons]

Because I'm weak and anyone who follows me must suffer my immediate train of thought:

Behold some kpop artists that remind me of Hunger Games characters.

Katniss is a difficult one. I flitted between a couple of different artists, but ended up settling on Dreamcatcher. A lot of their songs are powerful, which shows the impact she has on people, but they also have some beautiful ballads which remind me of her softer side.

Songs that remind me of Katniss: Scream (Quarter Quell), You and I (relationship realisation), Polaris (singing for Rue)

Rosé from BLACKPINK has some solo songs, although anyone who listens to them is very aware of that. A lot of her songs really remind me of Peeta though, especially because she has an undeniably softer tone but still carries a lot of power, like how Peeta is physically weaker than Katniss but is incredibly skilled with his words and pinpointing weak spots in the Capitol's front. Special mention of Somi's Fast Forward though BC accurate.

Songs that remind me of Peeta: Hard To Love (hijacking), On The Ground (post first games), Gone (Peeta realising the first love was an act (even though Katniss wasn't sure herself))

Ok for Finnick we've got two, and that's because his personality in and out of the Capitol are two sides of a coin. In the Capitol, it would be a crime if I didn't say Taemin. Soft, sensual and sexy, Taemin's music makes me think that if Finnick had at any point sang, he would have been turned into a performer like Taemin. Outside of the Capitol though, I lean towards Red Velvet. The mix of upbeat pop that shows how fun and silly he can be, to slower more r&b songs, to emotional ballads, really just encompasses the main facets of his personality.

Songs that remind me of Finnick - Taemin: Guilty started this whole post, and I have to throw Slave and Thirsty in here too.

Songs that remind me of Finnick - Red Velvet: One Of These Nights (Annie in Capitol), Rose Scent Breeze (filming reveal propo), Red Flavor (can't pinpoint it but I can see him vibing to this idk)

I don't really think Johanna would listen to much music, but I will shoehorn her into liking kpop because this is my world now Suzanne (and Finnick survived). So Johanna I would say probably listens to Jessi? Jessi's music gives off bad bitch vibes and she's sometimes criticised for her attitude etc etc, so I think Johanna would resonate with that. Also, confidence is sexy y'all.

Songs that remind me of Johanna: Nunu Nana (idk just vibes man), What Kind Of X (interview), ZOOM (feels like she mocks Finnick with this song but jokes on her he vibes to it too)

I wanna say Twice, because I think it'd be really funny, but I'm gonna go with Lee Hi. She has a lot of easy listening music that wouldn't bungle his brain when he's drunk out of his skull, and also some jazzy tones that I think he'd appreciate.

Songs that remind me of Haymitch: Special (mourning his family), Am I Strange? (realising he's incredibly fucked up but also realising so is every other Victor), Scarecrow (joining the revolution and being hopeful for the first time in a while)

Twice, unironically this time. Young Prim in particular is so happy and hopeful, and I think that slightly-older-revolution Prim would hold onto those cheerful songs like a lifeline in the darkness of 13.

Songs that remind me of Prim: Cheer Up (when Katniss comes back alive), Dance The Night Away (vibing at Finnick's wedding), What Is Love? (Pure vibes again idk)

[we-all-fall-down]

Jihyun (지현) is a member of the boy/co-ed group TXT under HYBE (formerly BigHit Entertainment)

Stage Name: Jihyun (지현) Birth Name: Ashlyn Jihyun Lee Preferred Name: Ash Jihyun Lee Korean Name: Lee Ji Hyun (이지현) Position: Oldest Member, Rapper, Dancer, Vocalist, Visual Birthday: December 4th, 1998 Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius Chinese Zodiac Sign: Tiger Height: 172.7 cm (5’8”) Weight: 52.1 kg (112 lbs) Blood Type: O MBTI Type: ENFP-T Nationality: American Representative Emoticon: 🌱/🐍 Instagram: we.all.fall.down Spotify Playlist: TXT : JIHYUN Fandom Name: Rosieposiez

Jihyun Facts: – Jihyun is from Los Angeles, California, USA - Jihyun is 1/2 Korean, 1/2 Chinese. Her Chinese name is Xiang Lihua – Jihyun was the last member to be revealed on January 21st, 2019.– Her representative animal is a Snake (Questioning Flim). – Her representative flower is a Fire Lily(Questioning Flower). – At the end of her Questioning Film, the morse code translates to “Forever”. – Family: One twin sister (Aera of ATEEZ), a younger sister and a younger brother. – Her younger sister is 5 years younger than her. Her brother is 7 years younger than her. – Hobbies: Reading, painting, writing, learning things, skateboarding, and listening to music. – Her nickname is ‘Sprout’ because she is short compared to the rest of her members. – She is also called a ‘snake’. – Jihyun has freckles. – Despite living in Korea for so long, she is still struggling to adapt to the really cold weather. – She loves ramen but doesn’t understand the recent cheese craze. – She is lactose intolerant. – She lives with and takes care of her younger siblings due to the fact that her parents are not able to take care of them. – Jihyun has a dog named Bingsoo and a snake named Noodle. – Jihyun is extroverted to people she first meets, but is actually very introverted. – She prefers that fans and her members call her Ash, but understands that English is hard, especially when it comes to native Korean speakers – Jihyun loves mandu (dumplings). – She hates roe. – She reads a lot of books. – According to Taehyun, Jihyun is very trusting, strong-willed and has tanner skin. – Taehyun thinks Jihyun’s charming point is her freckles. – She’s been a huge BLACKPINK fan since elementary school, but doesn’t really understand stan culture. – Soobin says Jihyun is very powerful when singing and rapping. – Soobin says Jihyun is basically his coleader. – Her shoe size is 225 mm – Her favorite fruit is raspberries . – Jihyun’s audition story: I honestly auditioned as a joke. My friends said that it would be fun if we all tried to be trainees at Bighit. What was crazy was that I was the only one who didn’t take it seriously…and I was the only one who got in. – Her favorite animal is snake (Spotify K-Pop Quiz). – Jihyun says she isn’t going to say what animal she is because she’s not a furry. – Her favorite colors are sage green and dusty yellow. – Jihyun’s favorite movie is Oppenheimer. – At her home, her brother calls her “Nunu” and her sister calls her “Nini” instead of Noona and Unnie. – Jihyun, Soobin and Kai sleep the latest. – She loves anything with raspberry in it. – She doesn’t know how to use Android phones. – Jihyun often speaks both English and Korean without realizing it. – She is friends with SEVENTEEN’s The8, LE SSERAFIM’s Yunjin, and Stray Kids’ Felix. – Jihyun graduated from UCLA with a bachelor’s degree in psychology and music production.

[ya-whi]

Hello! I would like to ask you about your cute child, the Script.

In his biography, it was written that he has a fear of dust, I wondered if this had anything to do with the dust that remains after the death of monsters in the original universe? Or is it related to something else?

Sorry if this question has been asked before!

Omg, hi there, dear anonimus! Thank you for your question, I appreciate it a lot!

You are absolutely right about the thing that Script is afraid of dust, because of two factors: it can BE or can LOOK LIKE the dust of deceased monsters. 

In fact, kid is afraid of death. And he is afraid of it because of his origin. 

So sad to tell this, but I had to show this in Script's Comic, and I have needed fragments drawn as digital sketches, but I'm afraid it'll took me a long time to finish them or maybe I won't be able to do this at all. Though, I can still show you and tell a little more about this.

First of all, you can find first pages of the story I made by using #Script's appearance comic tag or this link:

So, this are parts of continuation:

___ For short explanation, Template is in unstable state (and so his powers) after "Somewhere Else" event of his author @unu-nunu-artu-nunu-art (thank you for all inspiration you gave me, Unu!!!). He remembers that he left his frienemy Pale on his own, and knowing this little chaotic bunch of bones, can't do anything but check him.

He is VEEERY tired, but sees that Pale is asleep, and tries to keep his mind calm and stable, preparing a plan of later dialogue with Pale, about their little deal, based on sheduling periods when white skeleton CAN absorb AUs. I must notice the fact that Pale by gathering piles of clothes to his part of Anti-Void, also collects DUST of dead monsters(from genocide or neutral timelines). 

Then, accident happened. You can say, both Template and Pale fucked up at this moment. So, in the end we have a mix of Pale's inks, Template's broken grid and paint that was on his graphical screen AAAAND of course monsters' dust, right on the floor. 

And since all this happened in such a wild place like anti-void, it's like the space of superposition for most of inanimate objects. In the monster dust it saved not only pieces of shattered souls, but also last memories before death. Their fear and will to live... Tho, after some time Script forgot about every scary thing he saw in the moment of birth(and creepy Template's face I didn't show here too). So, he remembers everything subconsciously, but he himself will never be able to understand the reason.

[infinite-xerath]

I often like to divide magic in Runeterra into 2 categories: spiritual and elemental. Elemental magic, obviously, involves controlling the elements, such as wind, water, lightning, etc.

Spirit magic, by contrast, generally seems to revolve around manipulating abstract concepts, such as thoughts, dreams, memories, emotions, and even souls (for what is the soul but the concept of one’s self? Even Mordekaiser’s bio supports this idea, as one’s Oknun name is effectively their ‘true name’ that represents the core of their being after the physical body has decayed.)

However, we see plenty of instances when the two schools of magic overlap, such as shadow magic or the elemental spirits/demons found across Runeterra. I believe this is because the elements themselves can also be manipulated on a conceptual level, due to the symbolism associated with them.

For example, let’s look at two fire mages: Annie and Milio. Both of these kids control the same element, but wield it in radically different ways. Annie uses fire as a force of destruction because that’s how she views it; a chaotic, consuming flame that reduces everything to ash (such as her family and home.) Doubtless this is in-part due to Tybaulk’s influence on her, but Annie’s own experience with fire has no doubt created that mental link with destruction in her mind. It is a force she can use to burn down anyone or anything that she wants.

By contrast, Milio uses fire in almost the exact opposite way. His ‘soothing flame’ is, after-all, inspired by the comforting glow of a campfire, or the gentle warmth of a lit hearth. Milio sees the potential in fire to offer solace, and that is how he manifests his inner fire as fuemigos: eternal companions to him just as fire has long been a companion of humanity.

Lissandra and Nunu are also prime examples of this. Lissandra uses her ice magic in a way that befits her personality: bitter, cold and unforgiving. Her nihilistic outlooks manifest black ice paint a very bleak and unchanging image, trapping her enemies within as she herself is trapped in despair. Nunu, by contrast, wields ice magic with childlike wonder and imagination. His magic is often more akin to snow; something that can be shaped and molded with near limitless possibility

In short: magic in Runeterra is more than just a power to wield. It is a reflection of the wielder itself.))

[goodveigar]

i finished song of nunu and i want to ramble about it. so like spoilers below cut

so like the game had pacing issues, like Nunu goes from thinking Braum is dead to having a snowball fight with Willump in like a minute. I can excuse some of it as just Nunu being a child, but it got a bit annoying at the end.

Also, the stealth section at the end? What were they thinking? Like we are in the climax and you introduce stealth?

Lissandra slayed though and the murals, especially in the yeti village ones, were really nice. It was a pretty game. Except for all the cut scenes that were just the characters facing away from the camera? It made the scenes feel so boring. If you are going to have cut scenes, make them interesting.

Anyways, the main lore development is that Nunu has the Heart of the Blue, which is where all the yeti's powers come from. Lissandra wants to now use Nunu to stop the void. Also, Nunu made Lissandra see for like a second.

[svellsongur-a]

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ” (for nunu)

magic is strong in these exotic lands. if the winds of his homeland are the corporeal form of its arcane flow, ionia's is the very heartbeat of the earth beneath his boots. never once has nunu seen so much green anywhere, never once has he felt the warmth of the sun truly envelop his body. a deep breath in. he feels his iceborn power flowing through his chest, an icy chill that jets out to tingle at his fingertips. if the freljord didn't have snowballs and willump, he thinks he'd like to stay.

still, it is a lonely journey nonetheless. he remedies his sorrows with a gentle snowfall in his palm, a swirling magic that seems to soothe the soul with little effort and reminds him of home. it pacifies his inner aches, but does not provide relief for his physical maladies.

he is an obvious foreigner: his fur - lined cloak weighs him down in the heat of the day, his gloves and favorite hat long since removed and stuffed deep into his pack. he has but a few bites of salted jerky left, which he chews half - heartedly because it's been days since he's had a proper meal and it does little to curb the ache in his stomach. he can't even acquire more food because the ionians in the port village insist he come with money and staunchly refuse his attempts at trading. he has perfectly good raptor feathers and an arrow head to barter away ( which he is certain would have gotten him a loaf of bread and a cut of meat back home ) and they won't so much as give either a second glance !

it has not been a particularly glamorous adventure.

he comes to a stream in his aimless wandering, and exhaustion is forgotten as he crashes to his knees and cups his hands to drink shamelessly. he remembers his empty canteen only after he's had his fill, and is rummaging through his bag when a hooded stranger approaches. “ oh, hullo ! ” he is not feeling particularly cheery, but he answers with an enthusiastic wave of his hand despite it. “ i'm adventuring. and looking for food. what about you ? ”