#rukkha!reader

[kirarinlovesidols]

Prologue part 1.

You feel nothing. See nothing. Hear nothing.

Another day where you find yourself lost.

How many days has is it been? How much time? You do not remember. All you know is that you’re not good enough, nothing compared to Greater Lord Kusanali.

Your name is Lesser Lord Rukkhadevata and you are currently, well, have been, held captive in your nation for 500 years. But what kind of sin would you have committed to deserve such a mind numbing punishment? being born.

The sages of the akademiya considered your existence a threat to Greater lord Kusanali's reign, after all what kind of purpose would you serve if not to inherit her legacy?...you didn’t resent them though. As far as you were concerned you weren’t supposed to exist at all.

Essentially you are nothing more than Irminsul’s plan B, a spare in case the original died, which did not happen even if it was supposed to. The greater lord herself did not understand it. After exhausting her power she was supposed to lose all memories and regress back to a younger form, all that happened was the latter. Maybe it was a miracle? maybe it was Deshret’s doing? no one knew. So she continued to reign as an archon despite her much smaller form and limited power.

She was supposed to resent you, yet she never did. Fiercely against your captivity she tried her hardest to reason with the sages, you are a living being as well, you deserve to live freely. However it did not work. They had become overly protective of her to the point where they would even make decisions for her, with or without consent.

You were grateful she tried at all.

You wish you could’ve done more for her and Sumeru people, you wish you could’ve experienced the world outside of your cage. Such desires are nothing more than selfish whims that should not exist, but….is it so wrong? for you too to wish happiness?....

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When you woke up you were in a carriage.

The trotting of the horses and the little sways of the coffin worked to almost lull you back to sleep. Except you don’t remember getting in a carriage or…leaving your cage for that matter.

Your eyes immediately shot open only to be met with darkness and the feeling of being quite literally stuck in an enclosure. You tried to move in a panic, push the lid off by any chance, to no avail. You were too weak if it was greater lord Kusanali she would’ve had calmly assessed the situation and found a way to get out in seconds. But you’re the lesser lord, you’re not capable of such feats.

Trying to calm yourself down with deep breaths, you hear a weird noise…almost…akin to scratching? and…is that a voice? you leaned in further to hear better.

“I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me..”

There it was! the voice sounded a bit high and kinda…scratchy? silly? you couldn’t tell very well…

“Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton!”    The figure seemed to be trying it’s hardest to open the “enclosure” which was more likely a coffin due to it’s overall dimensions, you deduced, by force. Still it seemed like they too were no match to it. It seemed very well made, you wondered if whatever was happening was an assassination attempt by the sages? if it were why would they bother getting you a coffin? you doubted it was out of respect. Were they swindled by that one funeral parlor in Liyue you heard people talk about?.....

“Dammit…it won’t budge…then i’ll have to use my secret weapon! Try this on for size! Mya-ha!”

Secret weapon? what? what were they trying to do? you started panicking again as the source of the voice seemed to do something to the coffin. Were they planning to crush you to death? your hands trembled in fear as the answer to your question came with the weird smell of burning wood.

…Wait….

THEY WERE BURNING IT? WERE THEY PLANNING ON EXECUTING YOU LIKE A WITCH?

Now that was too much. You might be selfless but really, you didn’t deserve to be burned at the stake– err, coffin. Maybe it was the joined efforts of you, the adrenaline going through your veins, the fire and the person who might be your “killer” but the lid finally opened.

Blinded temporarily by the light of the moon you could see exactly who it was.

“Now to grab the goods…” The voice said in a sing-song tone that immediately stopped as it looked at your robed form.

“What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!” The person, or better yet, creature. Seemed very upset at you being conscious. However you couldn’t really provide an answer to it, your predicament was a surprise to you as much as it were to it.

“A…talking…cat…?” Not only did the cat speak but it also seemed to have fire coming out of it’s ears. Was this a new elemental creature? your knowledge about teyvat was limited.

“How... How DARE YOU! I am no CAT! I'm Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire!” Grim, the “sorcerer extraordinaire” stomped his foot on the ground of the carriage as it pouted.

Absolutely fascinating, how did this creature even work? Your eyes followed his movements almost in a trance.

“Tch. Whatever. You...human! Just gimme your uniform, and be quick about it!” He then smirked showing his sharp teeth. It seems like he wanted to intimidate you. It wasn’t working.

“My…uniform? but i’m not…wearing one…” You were pretty sure your garments weren’t an uniform, you weren’t a student at the akademiya. As if to prove your point you looked down only to see you were clad in a robe of sorts.

“What?...a robe..?”  You analysed the fabric, it seemed expensive…akin to silk? and dark in color. You thought the colors were gorgeous, you weren’t allowed to wear such colors as the sages deemed them….”impure” as if…they actually cared about you.

“Stop pretending to not know anything! also don’t ignore me! now…hand over the uniform!” The pyro cat seemed to adopt a much more aggressive tone and stance, it seemed to be preparing to use fire on you.

“Cause if you don't...you're gonna regret it! You watched for a few seconds as his little body seemed to intake air. You took it as your immediate cue to jump off the coffin and run.

“Am i under some kind of illusion…or dreaming?”

You wondered as you ran as far as your legs could take you, ignoring Grim’s protests to stop running.

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You were NOT used much less built for this level of activity or exercise. Why didn’t you just fly actually? wait, are your powers even working? You examined your hands amidst ragged breaths.

Your legs ached and you noticed you were wearing shoes. Truly, what was going on here? were the sages torturing you for their sick pleasure? haven’t they made you suffer enough? what else did they want.

And even worse than that was how this place…didn’t remind you of teyvat at all. It looked gloomy and scary, right out of one of those fontainian horror movies you heard so much about. The palace of Surasthana as much as it was your prison, at least it was built using warm colors, the sun’s light could peek through the windows just as much as the moonlight, it wasn’t scary. Just lonely.

This though? this place was downright horrifying. Brick walls, eerie green candles and a lot of gray, black and colder palettes. You audibly gulped as you walked through a place that could only be described as a library. You didn’t even realize you entered a building.

The only thing remotely comforting was the smell of books. You had to read a lot of them to get the unfortunately inferior amount of knowledge you have right now. Possessing that Snezhnayan bionic puppet,  Katherine and using her as a proxy you managed to hear things from other regions, see the world outside…even if you couldn’t feel it with your own body.

“Just…what would… she do if she were in my place?”

Speaking to yourself outloud was your mistake, really. Take that L.

“Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from ME?” The pyro cat creature found you.

“Now, unless you wanna get burned to a crisp, take off that—”  Some kind of rope…or…whip? seemed to have constricted Grim before he actually got the chance to try and steal your clothes again.

“Me-YEOW! That hurt! What gives?”  You watched confused and a bit relieved as a masked man approached you both.

“Consider it tough love.” He said as he brushed some dust off of his…very expensive looking coat.

“Ah, I've found you at last. Splendid. I trust you're one of this year's new students? My, were you ever eager to make your debut.”  He questioned you, still holding Grim hostage.

“Student? what…? Sir, i’m–” You were rudely cut off by him.

“And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That is a clear violation of the school's rules.” The man used a tone you could only describe as used by a disappointed parent scolding their child.

You don’t know why but you felt immediately ashamed, disappointing people seemed to be something you did…a lot.

“As if I'd serve some lowly human! Now lemme go!” Grim struggled against his bindings as if he had enough strength to break through, it was quite pathetic.

“Yes, yes. Rebellious familiars always say that. Do be quiet for a bit, won't you?” The man rolled his eyes ignoring the very clear “Mmmrph!” that came out of the now, covered, grim’s mouth.

He only sighed as he looked at you again, ready to resume his “sermon”.

 

“Dear me. Of all the students I've dealt with, you're the first with temerity enough to open their own gate and step out of it. Does the very notion of patience elude you?”   At that you could only lower your head in shame. What else were you supposed to do? be burned alive by some creature you’ve never seen before? you hated how weak you were to figures of authority.

“I’m…i didn’t–....” You tried to explain only to yet AGAIN be cut off. This was getting old, very fast.

“No matter. Your orientation has already begun. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber”. He then put a hand on your shoulder and forcefully started to push you to where he wanted you to go.

“W-wait! sir! what do you mean by chamber?” You quite literally tried your best to resist or at least slow the drag of your feet but being in a cage for 500 years didn’t do you any favors in the physical strength department, even a child was stronger, probably.

“You awakened in a room full of gates, did you not? All of the students here at the campus arrived by passing through such gates. Although typically the students have restraint enough to wait until I open them before waking up.”  He said in a matter of fact tone as if you were stupid for not knowing any of that.

“So….these coffins are…gates?” Something like teleportation wasn’t unheard of in Teyvat, just not very common.

The man nodded. “The design is intended to symbolize a parting with your former world, and a rebirth into a new one.”

He had just dropped that bombshell as if it were nothing. You had the feeling but…it really did seem like…this wasn’t Sumeru…or Teyvat for that matter. Such information only served to make you even more nervous, what did these people even want ? and what in celestia were they talking about?!

“But now is not the time for such prattle. You've a student orientation to attend! Go on, now. Make haste.” He kept “””””””””gently guiding you”””””””””””””” through this terrific building and only more questions popped in your head.

And since this wasn’t your world, the least you could do was gather info.

“Sir…could you tell me where we are?” 

At that he raised a brow, or…at least you think he did, you can’t really tell with the mask.

“Hm? Have you not fully regained consciousness? The timespace teleportation must have addled your memories…” He mumbled to himself before just shrugging.

“Well, these things happen, I suppose. I shall explain it to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless.”   Now it was your  turn to raise a brow. Wasn’t it very rude and overall….arrogant to say that about oneself? you didn’t know, your social skills aren’t the best.

He cleaned his throat before extending an arm as if doing a presentation as you two walked and said with a smile.

“This is Night Raven College. It is an institution for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic. It is the most prestigious academy of its sort in all of Twisted Wonderland.”  He sounded awfully proud of this academy…and…magic? so they did have something similar to visions…that would be easier for you to understand how this place, Twisted wonderland was it?, worked.

“And I am Dire Crowley. Having been entrusted with its care by the chairman, I serve as headmage.”

Oh. So…He was like….one of the sages back at the akademiya. A high figure of authority…great…..

“I see….and…what about the magic….?” You had to keep digging, this man is your only ticket way out of this place.

“Only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college. Those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those "gates," which can appear anywhere.” The dark mirror????? what??? he explained one thing only to give you another question, this sure is…an experience.

“A black carriage bearing one such gate should have come to meet you.”  Oh! right! the carriage!

“Well…i do remember the horses….” More specifically the fact you almost gave in to the noise and almost slept again.

“That black carriage serves to receive a student chosen by the Dark Mirror. It too bears a gate that connects to this campus. And as you know, sending a carriage to meet someone on a special day is a time-honored tradition.”  It…indeed was…but you really only saw that happening for Greater Lord Kusanali, never for you.

you just sighed at the resurfacing of the memory and failed to realize you were finally where this man says you were supposed to be.

“Now, let us attend to your orientation.” You could feel your legs almost want to give out, this was scary in a way no one prepared you for. Looking behind you you saw the pyro cat still struggling and gave him a look of pity. You wish you could set him free, even if he did  try to hurt you….

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You thought you were mortified before? Oh no! your past self is absolutely wrong! this is way worse actually! 

You stood frozen as you watched as countless people were standing, some seated, at this mirror chamber place. However there was one thing that absolutely ticked you off. These were all men. No women in sight.

As the Lesser Lord you never managed to have many conversations with others but even when possessing Katherine you still had to deal with some weird guys who thought it was a good idea to hit on the poor puppet, they probably did not know. So you know what it’s like, and to be thrown to the wolves like this is just awful to say the least.

You watched as a red headed boy talked to some students near him. His voice seemed imposing and his expression was scary. Archons you want out of here immediately.

“We're done with orientation and dorm assignments? All right, new students—let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it's off with your head!”

You could feel your body flinch at his tone. It reminded you of the way the sages talked to you. When can you go home?

“Well, that ceremony was as boring as ever.” A deep voice followed right after with a yawn.

“I'm going back to the dorm. If you're in Savanaclaw House, follow me.” This boy seemed a lot…calmer? if not outright just…lazy? your eyes went straight to the tail that swayed behind him as he walked. Oh so he was a demi-human? back in teyvat you remember dealing with the chief of the forest rangers while acting as Katherine a few times so this is nothing new to you. At least there was some kind of familiarity other than their so called…”magic”.

“New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement. As dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I am honored to have the opportunity to support you in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience.”  A boy with glasses said in a very “charismatic” tone. But you could tell it was fake or at least forced, akin to one of the merchants that would come to Sumeru, more specifically port Ormos, to sell their merchandise or scam some poor adventurer. You didn’t spend 500 years observing people for nothing, it was really all you could do.

“Hey, does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeared midway through the ceremony…” This time a boy that could only be described as “pretty” spoke. His skin seemed flawless, you could only wonder how does one achieve that effect.

“Some headmage he is, lmao.”  Was that….some kind of floating device? Now that was something you didn’t consider. Fontaine was the most advanced country in Teyvat and you were aware of their accomplishments but…you never stopped to actually think about how this world might differ from yours on that aspect. Yeah, you just hope you can just get back.

“Maybe he had a tummyache?” A boy with red eyes questioned as he looked around for the figure that was literally beside you.

“I most certainly did not!”  He sounded terribly offended by that.

“Ah, speak of the devil.” The red haired boy looked over to Crowley, expecting him to explain his whereabouts or at least announce the end of the ceremony.

“If you must know, I was searching for the new student who'd failed to show for orientation. You are the only one who has yet to be assigned a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, and be quick about it. I'll watch your weasel.”   And hold Grim did he do, the cat looked like he was about to tear his fingers off if only he could open his mouth.

Still you wish he didn’t just say all of that cause now you have all attention on you and you don’t…like that one bit. You could feel the stares of multiple students on you so you raised your hands up to drag the fabric of the robe closer to your face, so you could hide the blush starting to rise out of shame.

 

“Damn there’s always a sucker who wakes up late as hell, huh?”

“For real. Wonder if he didn’t read the schedule.”

“What a loser, lol.”

“Did you just fucking say lol in real life?”

And now they were even gossiping about you, great! this day couldn’t get any wose, could it?

You walked to the mirror while hoping to god no one would notice your mortified aura or anything.

“State your name.”  The mirror seemed to have a face in it….or a mask? you couldn’t tell. It sounded awfully imposing so you did as you were told.

“R-” You stopped yourself immediately. Your name is way too long, it’s better to just shorten it.

“Rukkha…” it was easier to pronounce than Rukkhadevata, for sure.

“The nature of your soul is......unclear to me.” The mirror seemed at loss.

“What did you just say?” Crowley had to do a double take to be sure of what he had just heard.

“I sense…a great magical power from this one…however…it is not the same as others…it’s a lot more…condensed. I cannot comprehend it. Therefore, no dorm would be appropriate for this young lady.”

As soon as the mirror said lady you immediately hid you face in your hands in even bigger shame. It was easy to deduce this was an all boys academy since there was no female here other than you but to be outed like this in front of everyone? yeah, you hoped this wouldn’t happen.

“Wait? a girl? does NightRaven takes girls now?”

“Dude! who even CARES! it beats going to school with a bunch of sweaty men any day!”

“I hope she’s cute.”

“This is an absolute W actually, i love NightRaven, i take back everything i said about it before.”

“Are you suggesting that the black carriage went to receive a person with unstable magic and a woman at that?! But that is absurd! The student selection process has not erred once in its century of existence! How could this have happened?”

You immediately raise your face off your hands only to stare at Crowley in disbelief. Your powers were NOT unstable. How did he interpret the mirror’s words in such a way? that was so rude for no reason.

Before you could even think about defending yourself the pyro cat of earlier took advantage of the headmage’s surprise to break free from his constraints. He puffed his little chest and pointed a paw to himself.

“ME! Let ME have this student's seat! unlike her my magic isn’t unstable at all and i’m a boy!”

For the last time your powers were NOT unstable.

“Now, not so fast you hyperactive weasel!”  The man looked prepared to absolutely bind Grim again.

“Look, I'll show you! My spells're the cat's meow!”  He then started breathing fire everywhere. This silly cat is willing to use pyro elemental energy without regard of people’s safety yet your powers are considered unstable? You wondered if this is what young people call “being done”.

“Everyone, get down!”  The red headed boy immediately warned his fellow classmates. Well, despite being that authoritarian at least he seemed to care about those under him.

“AHHHHH! HELP! I'm on fire over here!”  You simply stood there in mortified horror as chaos literally broke loose. You could feel your patience slipping by the second.

Unfortunately there was nothing you could do about the fire as your dendro powers would only make the flames stronger, it would be stupid.

“Someone catch that blasted animal before it sets the entire school ablaze!”

That though? you could do.

You raised your hand in Grim’s direction and concentrated. If things were still normal then you should be able to do this.

Dendro energy started to accumulate near Grim who could only look at the strange green glow under his feet. With a flick of your wrist a dendro construct bloomed into sight. The little cat’s rampage was over just as quick as it started, he was now stuck inside a cube.

“Myaaah! what is this? don’t think such a flimsy thing can hold the great Grim, i’m just gonna burn a hole right through it!”

With a big inhale he tried to use one of his “signature” fire spells only to see it had done no damage, he was stuck.

“You need to be quiet, i’ll let you go when you calm down.” You said with a strained voice. 

“Just what kind of spell is that? never seen it before.”

“Dunno? maybe it’s her UM.”

“Kinda cool though.”

You walked to Crowley as the cube that held Grim captive followed floating behind you.

“Here he is. He won’t be able to escape but please don’t drop him, he’ll get hurt.”

Was all you said before gently motioning the construct to settle on the man’s hands. At that the headmage just blinked owlishly.

You then finally took off your hood, you felt a little angry now and it was getting honestly hard to see. A bit of your snow white hair spilled out of the fabric as you let it fall free.

“This creature, is not mine. I’ve been trying to tell you that. You would know if only you didn’t cut me off.” You only sighed in stress as your long elf-like ears flicked slightly in irritation.

“Now that things are solved and your students have managed to do something about the fire, can we talk like normal and civillized people? i hope so. My patience is running thin.”

At that your eyes seemed to glow with a dangerous light for a split second.

Crowley could only wonder what kind of creature was unleashed inside his beloved NightRaven.

While you could only hear the voices in your head remind you that this is why they had locked you up. You couldn’t inherit Greater Lord Kusanali’s divine throne, you were just not benevolent enough.

And you doubt you'll ever be.

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Holy mother of god, this took HOURS.

I'm tired as fuck!

Anyway i hope this isn't too cringe, i'm sorry, i tried :"^)

Part 2 should be coming soon.

[limerenceheart]

I'd like to imagine a reader with yan blade with nahida/Rukkhadevata dreams ability! You know how rukkha cleansed forbidden knowledge using the power of dreams? Reader can do the same thing with mara and at first they're like open to helping him despite not knowing him well, out of the kindness of their hearts and they felt bad for him. It can either go very well or horrendously bad depending on him 😭

hello anon! i stopped playing genshin impact a VERY long time ago so i am no longer similar with the game. so i used kafka's ability to do this request, i hope the slight change is fine.

par two is here

you couldn't ignore the man found knocked out cold on the ground belonging to a dimly lit alleyway.

a hand grasp your wrist, halting your attempt to put a hand against the strongly built man.

when he opened his eyes to see an unnerving shade of red staring into your soul made you realised this was not a good idea.

but it was too late and whatever you were trying to do seem to irks him.

"What are yo-"

The pain pulsing inside his chest took his breath away and his hiss was enough for you to ignore the fact that he growled at you mere seconds ago.

as a healer, you just wanted to get out of here but you swore an oath to treat any individual so you gently placed your hand on his chest for a light to start swirling around you.

you weren't entirely sure what illness was but the fact that he ignored the way that the wind circled around you both must meant he is in a lot of pain.

his breathing came more stable along with his muscles relaxing as the light dispelled around you.

you could go now since he was healed but it was only after you left the alleyway that you saw the wanted poster of the stellaron hunter.

the daunting red eyes confirmed that stranger was indeed blade.

you started hyperventaliting since you healed a dangerous criminal and he caught a glimpse of your face.

the anxiety caused you to lock yourself inside your house for days, only going outside when needed.

on one particular day, you came back home to find a bouquet of roses along with a letter placed on your kitchen table.

the colour of the roses made alarm bells to ring since the colour was red.

surely, life couldn't be that unfair. why should you be punish for helping a random stranger.

reading the letter only caused the blood to drain from your face.

"why did you leave without saying goodbye? you didn't even tell me your name.

your name was such a trivial matter considering blade knew where you live.

but you was a peacemaker, never a fighter.

[dxy-drxxm]

SYNOPSIS: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; may we meet once more, beloved Kreideprinz, perhaps you may remember my whispers once more. (first person pov drabble)

CW/s: Rukkha moment but its the reader, Venti is a little shit, Albedo doesn't remember-- all around bittersweet angst. Spoilers for the second event of Albedo, Shadows Amidst Snowstorms.

A brush stroke there, and a dab of paint here. I could only watch in the back as they paint the canvas, and for a moment, I find myself wanting to get closer to them- to see what they were painting.

Though, all I could do was stop myself from approaching. After all, it seems they were having fun with it- it would be bad if I had decided to ruin what they've made.

I watched the blonde alchemist speak, noticing the shift of his tone and the way he carries himself. He seems shocked at the outcome- was the painting that bad? I'm not sure. The one next to him, the outlander…

…

He seems.. Embarrassed? How strange. Though, all I could really hear is just the howling of the wind in Dragonspine, and the crackling of fire. Normally, I would freeze from this temperature, but ever since I was replaced, all I could do was watch.

I could see a floating pixie there, seemingly upset at the painting. She was pointing at it, yelling and stomping her foot. I can only guess she hated the results, and when I was close enough to see it, I could see why she's angry.

The composition wasn't that bad, but it was clear he didn't have too much experience in painting. The face depicted of the same child, but looking much more like a.. Dopey one- like she was relaxing too much in the pot she's in. She didn't even look as bad, but perhaps.. Dumber. Yes.

The wind began to blow as I stood, and I couldn't help but chuckle. But they didn't react to it, as they were immersed into the moment.

… Of course they wouldn't do that.

I was dead in this world— or, to be frank, nonexistent. Erased from the roots of Irminsul.

Only the archons and the Principles seem to know I exist, I remind myself bitterly, my eyes closing as the wind kissed my cheek.

And if it wasn't for that God who had punished me for going against it before my life was sealed in the abyss, perhaps I may have—

—No. It's pointless to think of the past. Especially with how things have changed.

I could see the alchemist raise his hand, and he began to work on the painting. Changing it from its base and adding details, giving more detail to the fairy's form.

It was fascinating.

I found myself captivated on it, and for a moment, I stepped closer, and closer, and clo—

What are you doing, hm?

The wind seem to howl, a mischievous lit of the voice I heard followed through it.

You know you can't come too close to them. You'd interfere the moment between the traveler and Albedo, the voice chided, like I was a child. Though, instead of snapping, I stayed still and stepped back.

… Albedo, huh? What an intriguing name.

It is a shame that he and I can't meet, though.

Letting out a sigh, I began to whisper:

"Ashes to ashes... … Dust to dust…

... May we meet once more, beloved Kreideprinz… … Perhaps you may remember my whispers once more."

The wind's chill seem to blow through the three, and for a moment, Aether shivered. Albedo's eyes flitted over to him, and before he could say anything, he heard something… Strange.

It was a voice. It sounded a mix of masculine and feminine, but distinct enough for him to tell it was different. He had to glance over to see where it came from, but there was no one present.

… Strange, he mused, glancing back at the traveler. I must be imagining things.

But.. How could he, when the voice spoke of his title?

Ah, but of course he'd chalk it up to such.

Ignorance is bliss, after all.

@.enxgmx-wrxtxr | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2023

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

A Sight Second to None

tags: god!reader au, pre!relationship, pre!canon, god!reader and rukkhadevata aren’t siblings, happy lantern rite simps

a/n: it’s lantern rite time, i have to write something for the geo daddy so i figured why not give him something set in the god!reader universe. light spoilers for 3.2′s last act of the sumeru archon quest if you haven’t played it yet, and i’d give the first few bullets of god!reader’s lore guide a read here as well. other than that, enjoy, tell me your thoughts and talk about the god!reader cinematic universe with me.

"Is the décor to your liking?”

“I’ve told you once before, Morax, and I’ll tell you again,” you answer with a tone too stern for the question you were asked. “The sights of any country will always be second to that of my own.” 

Morax’s lips quirk into an amused smile. “I find second place to be better than last then if I have to ask Amur their opinion of my home.”

“This country’s geography has a lot of character.” Even if you’re the first to admit that Morax and yourself have never gotten along the best among the divine you knew, you wouldn’t be petulant enough to discredit his efforts.

You’ve seen many a fine sight in your centuries of living, Liyue is one of them. From the spears he cast to create the stone forest of Guyun to the lowest peaks of Liyue’s mountains; Morax worked hard to craft Liyue into its current image and he did a fine job.

“Just as long as you know Sumeru is the best. Our oases and forests are second to none.” Morax had seen them quite a few times due to your nations’ proximities to one another and the newfound allegiance of the Seven.

It was no longer an oddity to hear from your friend that she was being called to a small gathering Barbatos insisted she attend, nor was it odd when the other Archons found themselves visiting Rukkhadevata in Sumeru. What you presently find odd, however, is that this isn’t a gathering for the Seven.

It is simply you, merely one of the gods of Sumeru allied to the Dendro Archon, and Morax alone.

“Why not bring Rukkha here?” You finally bring yourself to ask. “She would love to see something like this, she’s interacted plenty with mortals.” You and the newly appointed Archon of Sumeru were similar that way, although your methodology differed. We’re old friends. Even more than that, perhaps both your similarities and differences were inevitable. We were born from the same tree, after all. Irminsul connects you both more deeply than could ever be expressed.

You are both one of many parts of it, a branch and a root respectively. Life and Death with the green of Dendro running through both your veins. She will always have your loyalty and you hers.

“Barbatos of Mondstadt has dragged you lot to plenty of parties.” you continue, pushing away your thoughts. If Morax picked up that your mind was bordering topics beyond his nation’s holiday, he doesn’t show it. If he has, you can appreciate him saying nothing. Perhaps Rukkhadevata wasn’t exaggerating when she said the Geo Archon had begun to mellow out since the last time you encountered him. “I’d expect an invitation like this from him. I thought you preferred the company of your adepti to anyone else.” Yet Morax requested your presence specifically. It was so abnormal you couldn’t help dragging yourself across the desert and forest of your homeland to your neighboring nation for answers.

The Lord of Geo’s face is unknowable. “I thought this sort of holiday would be to your liking.” At the curious raise of your eyebrow, Morax explains on smoothly. “Lantern Rite celebrates the lives of those who sacrificed their own for Liyue’s prosperity. Mortals, Gods and Adepti alike. Considering your philosophies, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

“Because we are alike,” you reply almost smugly. “Mortals and the divine. It doesn’t matter where we start, we all meet the same end. Every life on Teyvat is important.” It’s a point you and Morax could never agree on. Neither of you would yield even when Guizhong herself stepped in, finding the debate too heated even by her standards. Dendro and Geo are compatible elements by nature, that didn’t seem apply to you and Morax.  You thought him close-minded and stuck in his ways, he thought you young and inexperienced despite you only be a few millennia younger than him.

Oddly enough, however, that same Morax is sitting beside you with a look you almost deem fond.

"Anyway, even you should know that all the fun is down there,” you gesture broadly to Liyue Harbor. The lights of the lanterns shone similarly to the stars twinkling above the vast desert and you could hear the distant sounds of music. You aren’t surprised, however. Morax never interacted with his followers unless he had to and even then there was always a distance he placed between them.

“We can attend the festivities whenever you’d like,” Morax replies kindly and much too quickly for you to believe it.

You poke his forehead the way you would Deshret in his deep sleep, wondering if he dozed himself into an eternal slumber. “Is everything alright in there?” You query in disbelief. “Who are you and what have you done with Morax? Is there an imposter among the Seven? Should I alert all the Archons that the Lord of Geo’s been possessed by a fake?”

Grabbing your wrist, Morax halts your poking. Strangely enough, he doesn’t let go though his hold is gentle. “I’m not going mad, I’m simply taking a page out of your book, God of Festivals.”

A wave of embarrassment sweeps over you at the mention of what is becoming your most popular epithet and you gently tug your wrist from his grip. “I only started calling myself that so the people of Sumeru would stop balking at my ideal at the mere mention of it.” You and your friends all had your ideals, your own basis for what you considered wisdomー it was just unfortunate yours was the only one mortals had a primordial fear of.

“Life should be thought of as a grand festival”, you told your tribes. “Treat it like a celebration! Mortal children come into this world needing to be cared for by their elders and yet mortal elders become more like children the older they become, the youth taking their roles as providers. Your dreams, decisions and ambitions. Make them the games a child would play at a festival so they can return home without regrets! Mortals and the divine, we all return to the earth. Make sure you can return with no regrets! This is my wisdom.”

Morax chuckles at your sheepish expression and it isn’t the first time you resent his baritone voice. It should be forbidden for someone teasing you to have a voice so pleasant. “I like it, it’s very fitting of you.” At your sour glare, he reassures you his opinion is not in jest. “The gods of Sumeru all sought and continue to seek Wisdom, it’s the lifeblood of the nation. Even if our opinions have differed in the past, I’ve never doubted the wisdom you hold. I admire your tenacity, I’m not sure I would be able to find ways to make a subject most humans find taboo more palatable. At least, not in such a creative way.”

A quiet passes over the two of as you take in what was said. He isn’t joking, you’ve joked yourself in the past that the blockhead is too serious to joke. You find it unbearable to stare into amber eyes any longer, finding comfort in the warm glow of the capital in the distance. “You said if I wanted, we could see the festivities in person,” you begin after a few moments. “I’m considering this a contract from the Lord of Geo himself so let’s go.”

Another chuckle escapes Morax’s lips and you can’t hold back a snicker of your own. “The last time I visited Sumeru I saw you dancing with the mortals,” it feels random when Morax tells you this but his eyes are distant, chasing a memory. This time his expression looks undoubtedly fond. “It looked fun. I want to experience things as you view them, if you’ll allow me.”

“You don’t seem like much of a dancer,” you murmur quietly but you don’t disparage him.

“This isn’t a holiday that calls for dancing, but this is only the fifth Lantern Rite to ever take place,” Morax stands, holding a hand out for you to grab. You find it too easy to accept his offer and feel too self-conscious of how closely you are standing beside one another. “Perhaps that can be a change made if the people are given a little guidance.”

“Oh stop, you old rock,” you say out of habit. You feel as if you’ve had one too many drinks, noting again how Morax makes no move to separate his hand from your own. It’s strange but you don’t find the urge to fight it. It’s only for one night, only to see the festivities of Liyue’s newest yet most important holiday. “I want to see how the people here celebrate things without biased divine intervention. Just lead the way to the Harbor before I start growing over with moss.”

His smile is light, familiar with your sense of humor by now. “I’ll be sure to lead at a moderate pace then.”

[glazelilyy]

been thinking abt ur dendro archon au so much after the sumeru archon quests concluded !!! thinking abt s/o being rukkha who wanted to retire like zhongli and created nahida to rule in her stead. except she trained her really well, basically a mother to her, and informed the sages so they'd be prepared to accept a new archon as their old one retires. nahida's more loved in this au and rukkha makes sure sumeru is in good hands before she leaves. then !!! she leaves sumeru and goes on her adventures with her respective s/o !!! i love dendro archon so much and would do anything to make her happy !!!

awww i love this so much!!! rukkha dendro archon reader deserves to travel the world with their partner so much :(

when i had the dendro archon reader in mind i went for someone with a nurturing, calm, gentle personality that can also be firm and powerful when needed, like how a gentle sapling can grow into the tallest and firmest of trees. i think someone like that would thoroughly enjoy traversing the world with their partner and engaging in all of life's simple pleasantries :)

going a step further, since i know lots of people liked the scara version (it's also my fav HAHA), dendro archon reader is always wanting to go explore places that are super dangerous and scara has to yank them away from places that could very much hurt them LOL

[genshinarchives]

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐇. 𝟎

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 : 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : Although you had refused the Dendro Archon’s request, you knew that deep inside, you didn’t want to leave the humans under her rule completely defenceless against the threats of the Abyss.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : Al-Haitham, Kaveh; hints of Cyno x reader

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : Romance, adventure, isekai

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : N/A

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : N/A

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

In the middle of a perpetual desert proudly stood an ancient palace sparkling with the monarch's wealth. The archway behind the throne allowed the light of Teyvat to filter inside, crowning the king's seat with a pair of parhelions. The god that had requested an audience with the ruling deity of the desert's treasure promptly lowered herself on one knee as she bowed her head.

"High King Ea, please grant Sumeru your protection," she implored.

"I refuse."

Rukkhadevata flinched at your curt answer. While she did step into Gilgamesh Palace expecting your rejection, the fact that you had answered her without a moment's hesitation still took her by surprise. Daring herself to lift her head, she met your condescending gaze as you sat upon your gold throne that was built from your bloody reign, with your trusted guards - Shamash and Ereshkigal - flanking your sides.

Shamash immediately assumed a battle stance with his staff. "How impudent! You dare to raise your head-"

"Shamash, do not make any unnecessary comments!" you bellowed, effectively pacifying him. He quickly bowed in your direction.

"Forgive me, Your Highness!"

"(Y/n)," Rukkhadevata began, calling you by your real name this time, "even with the bountiful treasures that I have offered to you and me kneeling, you still won't accept my only request? Do I have to go as far as making my forehead touch your feet?"

You tapped your fingers on the armrest as you hummed pensively. "What exactly will I gain from defending a territory that is not my own?" When the Dendro Archon didn't give you an answer fast enough, you leaned forward with your elbows atop your knees. "Have you forgotten that I am High King Ea, Guardian of Ka-dingirra? It is my eternal duty to defend this land."

"I-"

You cut her off with a dismissive wave of your hand.

"Enough. This is a complete waste of time," you murmured, holding your hand out towards Ereshkigal who then handed you a clay tablet, "Shamash, escort Greater Lord Rukkhadevata to Ishtar Gate."

"I will do as you say," Shamash said. As your guard escorted the dispirited Dendro Archon out of the palace, you subtly beckoned to Ereshkigal and lifted the clay tablet slightly to cover your face. When she leaned towards you, you tilted your head in her direction.

"Infiltrate Sumeru's military and pose as one of their soldiers. If the city is in danger, report back to me immediately," you ordered in a hushed whisper. She looked surprised upon hearing your words.

"If I may be so bold to inquire, are you actually going to step in as regent when the Dendro Archon disappears?" she questioned, knitting her eyebrows together.

"The God of Woods is destined to perish during the Cataclysm, and her death will act as a catalyst for the new god's birth. She'll be too young to lead a nation that has lost its god in the upcoming catastrophe," you solemnly replied, "and will subsequently live a life of seclusion until another shooting star illuminates the sky."

Ereshkigal took a step back and then knelt down before you with one arm crossed over her chest.

"You have bestowed esoteric knowledge upon the people of Ka-dingirra, and your visions have shaped the reality we are witnessing today. This servant has received your orders and will see them through," she said, raising her head with a confident smile, "If it is truly your wish, then I will watch over Sumeru's safety for you."

You nodded at her whilst lowering the clay tablet on your lap. "Wonderful, as expected of my guard. Now go. We don't know when exactly Rukkhadevata will disappear, and we must be prepared to fight against the forces of the Abyss."

"I'll get ready immediately."

As Ereshkigal left Gilgamesh Palace to make the necessary preparations for her undercover mission, your courtier, Enki, stepped towards you with another clay tablet for you to review. With a muted sigh, you took it from his hands and tried to read what was written on it, only for your expression to turn completely blank. The tablet Enki had given you was a report about some materials, but you didn't understand much of it.

It's been roughly a year since the establishment of Ka-dingirra. You lack the knowledge to lead a governing body, and it's quite impossible for a university student like you to run an entire country - even though Enki is always there to help you. You would have asked him or your ministers for more guidance if they weren't so obsessed with the delusion that you're some supreme being with unfathomable wisdom, and their intelligence only made it harder for you to be honest with them.

Enki noticed the way your eyebrows furrowed and worriedly asked, "Is something the matter, Your Highness?"

"N-no, it's nothing," you quickly replied, "I was just preoccupied with something else."

"Is it concerning the Sumerians?"

You didn't answer him.

Although the Sumerians are not your people, you didn't have the heart to leave them defenceless as you too, were once human like them.

...

Before you came to Teyvat and were forced to establish your own territory to survive the Archon War, you were an ordinary human back in your world.

As the hands of time rotated in a full circle, the God of Woods perished during the Cataclysm - and as you had predicted, a new god was born to replace her.

The God of Wisdom, also known as the Lesser Lord Kusanali.

Her gnosis was promptly taken away by the arrogant scholars who deemed her unfit to be the Dendro Archon, and she was instead made the nominal leader of Sumeru. Those same scholars then came knocking on Ishtar Gate, imploring that you protect Sumeru from the darkness of the Abyss in exchange for the new Dendro Archon's gnosis.

Enki urged you to accept the deal as it would mean that you'll gain more power at the same time Ereshkigal returned with the report that a large group of unknown enemies are approaching Sumeru quickly. With the sands of time descending upon you, you decided to set the deal aside for later consideration and declared Sumeru as Ka-dingirra's vassal state; at least, until the darkness that had spewed forth as a result of Khaenri'ah's destruction has been quelled.

You stood on top of the protective walls you had summoned around Sumeru with a multitude of portals glowing above you in the firmament, ready to rain countless chains upon the malevolent invaders. When the first wave came into view, you immediately extended a hand, prompting golden spearheads attached to chains to emerge from the portals.

As your eyes glowed, you exclaimed, "Nergal, let us restrain misfortune's fury!"

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 : 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 ; 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : @flowwerpot​ / @myevergarden​ /

[yostresswritinggirl]

Since we're on the subject of npcs I'd like to give a mention to my favorite oni boy Takuya.

It's been a long time since Itto's character quest but after experiencing Shinobu's hangout, I've been plague by wholesome found family Arataki gang thoughts.

I kept thinking Takuya would basically be in Traveler's place around the squad, being the one trying to be responsible but ends up dragged into shenanigans anyways.

I'd imagine his relationship with Shinobu is a "your the only bitch I trust in this house" type of thing being the only other person holding any braincells (she low-key favors him more than the others sometimes but no one really notices cause my queen is subtle).

I have a soft spot for the Arataki gang in general as you can see.

But of course we can't forget about the sad priest boy Kasala who I keep throwing so much angst at.

Since you said dilf!Kasala here something:

If reader and Kasala had a child together before reader died of eleazar I can imagine how hard it'd be for him to not only process the grief but support their child going through losing a parent as well.

Maybe after Deshret's sacrifice, Kasala just lost all faith in anything anymore so he gives his child to someone trustworthy to take care of as he locks himself away to keep guard of a temple.

Kasala at end of his life, despite dying peacefully can't help but regret everything that happened to his family.

Helplessly seeing the love of his life dying before him.

Not doing enough for the last living remnant of their love for each other.

Letting his child loose both of their parents so soon because of his selfishness.

So as Kasala close his eyes for the last, his final thoughts were a hope for his little to be safe and forgiveness he knows he doesn't deserve.

Okay maybe Haitham isn't the only character I like to see cry at this point

Honorable mentions to Niwa who I can't help but feel like Kabukimono had a small crush on at some point.

I feel like Niwa's good with kids so imagine him and Kuni babysitting the children of tatarasuna together and at night he'll read bed time stories to some of them but Kuni ends up falling asleep to Niwa's voice too because of how comforting it is.

Mostly wholesome from me tonight.

- Vagabond Anon

Admittedly I have not done Itto's quest so I only know Takuya in a surface level but *pulling up pictures of him* Best looking npc in the game engine by far, they really made effort to implement him

But Itto's little found family is my favorite, it's like Mondstadt on a tiny level (adding in the three youkais from Akitsu Kimodameshi too, oh they're growing!) but on the back office it's actually Takuya and Shinobu holding the whole thing together hahaha Takuya being the Traveler, Takuya and Shinobu being tired parents, oh I love all of it

Hey when did I say dilf - YES DILF KASALA, MORE PAIN MORE REPENT

Continuing the curse of unhappiness down the line, how cool would it be if Cyno is part of the bloodline of his past self but their history has been lost thru time or whispered scarcely by his elders so as not to be discriminated in the age of the Akademiya ohhh

What if their child took on the temple duties after he died, or maybe Rukkha took care of them too aww why must we torment this unnamed child we just conjured

Also true, like a small possibility maybe innocently, Niwa supremacy in everything that he does. I want more Niwa content, he died too soon (fuck you Dottore) he's definitely the Tighnari of Tatarasuna in my mind, and Kabukimono is like Collei? Oh wow I'm starting to see parallels - ack I miss him so much, I'm gonna listen to his voice now-

[kirarinlovesidols]

Prologue part 2.

Before we start i must put a warning (more like explanation) here since some of you were confused lmao. I did talk about it in my lore post but thought i should put this here too.

But basically MC and Nahida's roles were not only switched but also changed slightly, the story of sumeru as well.

Like, the reader is called LESSER LORD Rukkhadevata cause they take on Nahida's role of being the bird inside a cage.

Nahida is called GREATER LORD Kusanali and is the OG archon who helped deshret save the desert. She just didn't die, just shrank in size and somehow retained her memories.

Does that mean a lot of shit in Sumeru would change? yes. But this isn't a genshin story so what happened there will rarely be mentioned in detail.

Anyway that's all, sorry about the confusion.

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You were usually nervous if not straight up shy but now? now you’re just angry. You had to deal with the stress of getting chased around by a creature you do not even understand where it came from, apparently got transported into another world and now you had to listen to people calling your powers unstable. That was an insult to the Irminsul itself and even YOU weren’t just going to stand by it.

If you thought the stares of the other students were overwhelming then, now it’s almost unbearable. In normal circumstances the cowardly Lesser Lord that you are would just hold her head down and try to ignore it but everyone has a breaking poing, this is yours.

“Is she Fae? i mean look at those ears!”

“I guess so? what other explanation would we have?” The gossiping was getting a bit out of hand and coming from the dorm that was apparently under the red haired boy so he glared at his underclassmen to get them to shut up.

“Grrrrrrrr!”  Grim growled from inside his cube-like prison, wondering what the hell was it even made out of? why couldn’t he burn it? and why did it smell nice in there?

“He…isn’t yours?” Asked Crowley dumbfounded

“No, i’ve never seen him in my life.” You said with a deadpan expression, arms crossed.

The man nervously cleaned his throat– “*Ahem* Then I shall have it expelled from campus. I shall even spare it from being served as dinner.”

Your face IMMEDIATELY contorted in disgust at the thought of the people here eating a cat. Now that was vile.

“My, but I AM kind. ...Someone take this away, please.”  Crowley just settled for ignoring you and held the cube in front of him, expecting someone to come and dispose of the creature inside.

“Oh, right!”  With a snap of your fingers Grim was now free from his prison but being held down by the glasses wearing boy with the weird charismatic voice of earlier.

“Leave it to me, headmage. I’ll be sure to properly deal with him.”  With a merchant’s smile on his lips the boy walked past both of you. However…you didn’t miss his whispering, low yet you could barely make it out.

“I have never seen such magic before…i MUST have it…” You’ll….pretend like you didn’t hear that, it’s for the better. Your powers aren’t something one can easily steal anyway.

“Nooooo! Let me gooooo! You fools better remember my name!”  Grim’s voice started fading in the distance the further he got dragged from the mirror chamber.

“Cause I'm gonna go down in the annals of magic history! Just you wait!”

Your expression softened as you felt a bit sorry for him. There must be a reason to why he was so desperate to stay despite being a…monster? creature? whatever he is. Still fascinating though.

“I hope he can get back home safely…” You whispered to yourself before hearing Crowley let out a big sigh.

“Well, that was quite the unexpected fracas. I hereby declare that orientation has concluded.

Housewardens, please escort your students back to the dorms.” At his permission the students who happened to be sitting down or browsing their phones stood up, preparing to move.

Some of them still stared and some others did a sign using their thumb and pinky while mouthing “call me”. What did that even mean, call who? where?

“..Hm? Come to think of it, I don't see Housewarden Draconia of House Diasomnia anywhere.” The masked man wondered cupping his chin.

“And that surprises you? Dude's a total recluse.” The animal-eared boy said followed by a quick yawn.

“Wait a sec... Did anyone even invite him?” The red eyed boy asked.

“If you're that worried about him missing out, maybe you should have told him yourself.” The pretty boy examined his nails, they still seemed to be drying.

“Maybe, but I don't know him too well either…” The red eyed young man looked to the side apologetically.

You wondered why were they playing ping pong with the idea of inviting this “Draconia” person to an important ceremony. You weren’t an specialist but wasn’t it normal to…check? or…communicate properly? 

“Draconia... Like, Malleus Draconia? THAT Draconia?”

“Holy shit i didn’t think the rumors were true…is it too late to backpedal?”

“I wonder if my mom would be mad if i just went home early.”

At this point you were starting to feel a stress headache setting in so you rested your hand on your forehead and closed your eyes for a few minutes, so when you came back to the land of the living all these people would be gone.

“....kkha……R…..Miss Rukkha!”  Oh. You didn’t really….hear that.

“Please pay attention when people are talking to you.” At that she just gave him a look that only said “I’m so very sorry”.

He seemed to accept the “apology” and resumed talking.

“Well, Miss Rukkha This is a most unfortunate turn of events, I'm afraid that you will not be attending Night Raven Collage after all.” He sounded relieved to finally get rid of you which was rude to say the least. He could at least pretend.

Not that you care about him caring about you but…it’s not very nice, alright?

“Surely you realize that I cannot very well admit a female student with unstable magic to my academy, right?”   He put a hand on your back in the same way a father would to comfort his children, which made you VERY upset again.

First of all. How many times are you going to have to say your powers ARE NOT UNSTABLE! you felt like you were truly going to lose it and show him true unstable. However he seemed to realize you didn’t enjoy that term very much, your face spoke volumes, so he straight up just talked over you to avoid hearing what he considers to be whiny bullshit from some random ass girl who…honestly….scares him a little bit when angry.

“BUT! worry not. The Dark Mirror will see you safely home. Now, step into the gate, and visualize the place you came from.”   You were going to let that one slide since he was going to send you home, FINALLY.

You cannot BELIEVE you’re going to say this but…your cage back in the Sanctuary of Surasthana is looking real comfortable right now, you just want to sleep for another 500 years actually. Being around people is wonderful as it’s draining.

And yet…a small part of you screamed at you for even accepting to go home. You’re finally free! run away! go live your life!

You crushed such thoughts under an airtight sense of guilt.

You had no right to run away or to have some life outside of Sumeru. Even if you were usually held captive there STILL were things you could do for the people, that’s why you used Katherine as your proxy sometimes. And….Greater Lord Kusanali would be worried if you disappeared. You didn’t want to give her anymore grief than you already have.

So you stepped in front of the mirror, closed your eyes and imagined yourself back in your prison.

“O Dark Mirror! Return this soul to where it belongs!”   Crowley extended his hand as if issuing a command.

Yet…

Nothing happened.

Nada.

Utterly disappointing.

“Ahem* L-let us, er...try this again. O Dark Mirror! Return this soul—” He commanded the mirror to try again only for it to cut him off.

“There is no such place.”   At that your heard dropped. You were already starting to get nervous but huh? what do you MEAN there’s no such place? it can’t send you back?

“What?” The man demanded an explanation but was just as confused as you were.

“There is no place in this world where this soul belongs,none.”

You flinched. 

You already knew that. You knew there was no place for you anywhere. Not in Sumeru, not in the Akademiya, not in the desert, not even…in another world.

“How can that be? My, but today is a veritable cavalcade of impossible phenomena!” The headmage held his head on his hands, ready to give up — “This has never happended throughout my long tenure. I must confess that I am at something of a loss”

He looked at you again, ignoring your obviously sad expression.

“Tell me: From what land do you hail?” That question hurt you even more.

You just smiled bitterly, holding back tears. Your eyes lidded with sadness highlighted your face as you answered.

“Teyvat….”

The man shook his head lightly.

“I'm afraid I am not familiar with such a place.”

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Never have you thought you would get out of your cage. If you told your past self she would be able to actually experience the world with her own body she would’ve laughed and…then started crying, maybe.

At the moment you found yourself sitting on top of a dusty couch inside a VERY creepy dorm. The ceiling had a bunch of holes, which wouldn’t be too bad since that means at least the light of the moon would be able to get in but tonight it’s raining. Hard.

You didn’t like the dark and you didn’t like being alone, it leaves you to your own thoughts…and that’s all you’ve ever had for most of the time.

A sigh escaped your mouth as you decided to think about things to occupy your head, like…the fact you can use your powers! right, that. You pull your hand up and watch as dendro energy accumulates there easily. Since you can still use these powers it must mean your link with Irminsul must still be active. Which must also mean…this world can’t be too far away from Teyvat’s firmament.

Crowley said he would find a way for you to get home and even offered you a place to stay even if it was falling apart by the second. So knowing at least you have something as important as the link with the world tree comforts you slightly.

Still…you wondered how Greater Lord Kusanali was doing…did she realize you’re gone? is she sad? is she looking for you? You hope she is.

In almost perfect comedic timing you get a scare from a lightning bolt that seemed to have fallen dangerously close to the dorm. The noise that followed was a tree falling. You flinched at the sound vibrations it caused.

That must’ve been one big tree, yikes….

And if it weren’t enough you suddenly hear a very familiar voice.

“GWAH! It's pouring out there!” Grim just showed up out of literal nowhere soaked to the bone. Yes it scared you as well.

“W-what are you doing here! didn’t you get kicked out?!” You held a hand close to your heart in a feeble attempt to calm it down.

“Bwahaha! That look on your face is priceless! Like a bat that got blasted by a water gun.” He grinned and then shook the water off his body, on you. Deadass.

“Urgh! you didn’t have to do that! now i’m soaked too!” You closed your eyes and tried to shield yourself as much as you could, to no avail though.

“That’s called revenge for locking me up! anyway, you really thought i wouldn't just sneak back onto campus the second I escaped pryin' eyes? You all got no idea what I'm capable of!” Grim puffed his chest as a smirk graced his face.

“I get that you’re very persistent, if anything.” You took off your now soaked robe and materialized your usual garments. Your dress was way too long and it dragged on the dusty floor but you could just either wash it later or outright float.

Grim looked at you with a clear judgmental expression— “Your magic is so flashy, kinda hurts my eyes!”  He rubbed his paws on his face to prove his point. 

“I’m not the one spitting fire everywhere, mister.” Your hands rested on your waist as you “scolded” him.

“Why did you come back anyway? Aren’t you afraid they’re going to kick you out again?” You floated high up to the ceiling and using your pointer fingers you made a little “square” as if you were scanning the holes on the wood or just pretending to use a camera. After a few seconds dendro energy formed and filled the spots where the water was coming from.

You weren’t as creative as Greater Lord Kusanali when it came to your Irminsul powers but you still could do somethings with it. Still, this was a power used mainly to create, not destroy.

“Alright, fixed.” You floated down back to sit on the couch just in time for Grim to answer.

“Isn't it obvious?” He climbed on the little coffee table in front of you and waved his paws excitedly.

“I was born to do this! I'm a magical prodigy who's got the makin's to become one of the greatest mages who ever lived! So I've been waitin' and waitin' for that black carriage to come for me, and yet…” — His gaze seemed to get sadder for a second before shrugging it off and going back to normal.

“Hrmph! That Dark Mirror's got no eye for talent! That's why I took the initiative and came here myself.”  He jumped down from the table and motioned for you to go to the side.

“Scoot over! it’s freezing here!”  Oh. You were kinda taking a lot of space. You moved your legs to rest on the floor properly and smiled at the cat.

“Well, Grim. I think that’s very cool of you to chase after your dream, surely you can become a great mage.”  It was genuinely impressive of him to try and take fate in his own hands — uh…paws. His eyes were full of hopes and dreams, just like the children of sumeru whose dreams you used to watch over.

Needless to say he did a double take, not used to such kind words coming from anyone much less humans.

“W-what? that’s so cheesy! don’t say that kind of stuff out nowhere! myahh, so lame!”

Obviously a bit embarrassed the cat just hissed and swatted at her, only managing to look cute in the process. Still that was rude!

“That’s so rude! i was just trying to say i believe in you!”

You two bickered for a few minutes until Grim went deathly still.

“Hm? what is it?” You ask in confusion.

“Did you…hear that?” He seemed to be staring pretty hard at something so you turn your head to see what it was about.

“Hear…what?” Ok, now that was scary. You aren’t the best when it comes to stuff like this.

“I think it came from the corridor…” Grim squinted as if trying to make out something in the shadows.

“Want to go take a look? i’ll go by myself if you’re scared.” You didn’t want to force him even if you were kinda scared as well. At least floating was better than just stepping on old moldy wood.

“Who are ya calling scared?! I’m way ahead of ya!” Getting on all fours and jumping off the couch the cat bolted straight into the darkness of it.

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“Grim are you sure you heard something?” You floated near him with one of your dendro constructs floating behind you. It wasn’t as effective as a torch but at least it offered some light.

“Yeah i am! i’m not lyin’!”  He hissed again walking slightly behind you, which was ironic considering how enthusiastic he was about finding out the source of the noise earlier.

Creeeeaaak….

Your long ears twitch as you turn your head. Ok, you’re back to being scared.

“I think I just heard something?!” In a panic you tried to direct the little dendro sphere to illuminate the area. 

What a fucking mistake.

“Boo.”

“AHHHHHHHHH! G-GHOSTS!” A scream rips through Grim’s throat.

Yup. Straight out of a classic fontainian horror movie.

The ghost’s face made itself visible due to the eerie green light of your little sphere. It was sincerely terrifying and you wondered why did your powers have to be neon green. Now that’s just foul. You felt your body freeze as you barely stopped yourself from opening a new hole on one of the many unstable walls of this dorm, literally you got jumpscared so badly you lost control of your hability to fly.

Your stomach sank and your breathing stopped as you saw how you were 5 centimeters away from hitting an actual wall.

“Hoooly Archons….” Your voice trembled.

“Yee hee hee... Bwa ha ha ha ha ha.” And to make it worse the ghost was laughing at you both. Your face burned in embarrassment but also anger for being put in such a predicament and in such an embarrassing pose.

You properly stood straight and immediately regretted ever being scared, for the supernatural being was anything but.

A goofy face, a top hat….really? he looked like a character from one of the books you read to children when borrowing Katherine’s body.

“We haven't had visitors in ages!” Said the ghost with the top hat. “All the people who used ta live here got scared of us and ran away.” Another one popped up from behind him. They both wore top hats so it’s best to just call one big ghost and medium ghost for now.

You looked down at Grim who only shivered pathetically.Yeah, seemed like you would have to do something about this yourself.

“We just want a new ghost to play with! What do you say, buddy?” The big ghost was getting a bit too close for comfort so with a flick of your wrist your dendro construct homed in on him and immediately changed shape as it got close, changing into a rectangle. Basically just a longer form of the cube prison you had kept Grim in before.

And you thought you had him, you really did.

Except your target literally phased through it. You couldn’t constrict something that was incorporeal after all.

Nice one, dumbass. You better take that L as well.

You gasped as realization hit you. SEE? this is why you weren’t good enough! if it was Greater Lord Kusanali she wouldn’t even have done something so stupid!

“Grim?! do you want to maybe help me?” You said panicking yet AGAIN. If this kept going they could possibly kill you two since they mentioned they wanted more ghost buddies.

“I'm a master sorcerer! I ain't afraid of any dumb ghosts!” Amidst his shivering the cat managed to talk the talk but couldn’t walk the walk. His fire missed the ghosts by a mile due to having his eyes closed which just raised your concerns tenfold.

“Nuh-uh. Not even close.” A new ghost mocked the sorcerer-wannabe, this one a lot thinner? let’s just call him tall ghost.

“Over here! Over here! Ah ha ha ha!” The big and tall one kept circling him as if toying with his inability to actually hit his targets.

“Grim! You’ll set the entire dorm ablaze if this keeps going, please open your eyes and aim properly!” Even YOU had to dodge one of his blasts. His pyro energy was strong, there was just not sign of control much less technique.

“Shaddup! I don't need any lip from you, human!” Now he was just taking out his frustration over being incompetent on you, absolutely unnecessary.

You hoped that what you’re about to say doesn’t get you in trouble with Crowley later.

“Listen! maybe if you get rid of them mister Crowley will let you enroll in the academy! wouldn’t that be nice? being a hero?”  You felt so bad for using his pride like that, truly another thing that just made you different from Kusanali and deserving of being called the Lesser Lord. She would never use something as dirty as manipulation to get people to listen to her. But this is all you can do so you would dwell on such thoughts later.

“Myah...?! Hmph... I'm Grim, Master Sorcerer! How come I can't even hit one of these little-” Another missed hit that ended up making a very obvious burn mark on the wood. 

“Grrrr! Stop ganging up on us! yer a buncha cowards!” Ok that wasn’t enough…so you’ll have to try harder.

“I’ll help you! surely if i tell mister Crowley how cool you were he’ll understand!” Yup, you’re so going to drown in guilt later.

“Ugh! You tell me which way the ghosts are!”  Grim finally gave in to the idea of teamwork and turned to you. He was expecting some kind of quote or something ridiculous but most certainly not you picking him up and using him a flamethrower.

“HEY! THIS ISN’T WHAT I MEANT!”  The monster struggled and even scratched you a bit. His claws were very sharp so a little blood trickled down your arms. Pain wasn’t anything new, however it’s been at least 5 centuries since you got hurt.

“I-I’m sorry! this is just way easier! i’ll make it up to you later!” That was all you could tell him before one of the ghosts went in for the kill again.

So in this very goofy way you and Grim made sure they disappeared. By the end you were both mentally and physically exhausted.

Archons you had no stamina at all, this was horrible.

“We did it…we did it Grim….” You said while trying to get your breathing to go back to normal.

“Aw, geez, I was scared outta my-” He ceased immediately and coughed before resuming—

“I mean, they didn't faze me one bit! just a walk in the park for a mage of my caliber! Whaddaya got to say now, ghosties? That's right!” Well that’s rich coming from the guy who was shivering so bad he looked like a whole chihuahua.

“Sure Grim…you’re truly amazing…” You rolled your eyes. Buttering him up was for the better after all.

“Good evening. In another gesture of my immense kindness, I have brought you dinner.” Crowley let himself inside the dorm only to see you wearing some weird clothes he had never seen anywhere before and a very much not-thrown-outside Grim.

“Wait. That's the creature we ejected for causing trouble at orientation! What is it doing here?!” He looked at you as if expecting some kind of explanation, you just gave him an apologetic smile and shrugged. The cat just got in, that’s all.

“Takin' care of yer ghost problem, that's what. You're welcome, by the way!” Grim’s forked tail swayed in annoyance.

“What’s the meaning of this Miss Rukkha? But you know, on that topic, I do seem to recall that this dorm had a mischievous ghost problem…Ah, yes... That's why it was abandoned, in fact. The ghosts scared away all the students. And you're saying that you two joined forces to drive them away?” He stared at both of you with a weird expression on his face, you didn’t like that.

“ ‘Joined forces’ ain't exactly how I'd describe it, More like I drove 'em away, and the human watched. Don’t I deserve a can of tuna for this?”  What? you tried! what you could do was limited! the enemy was incorporeal and Irminsul didn’t allow nor you or Greater Lord Kusanali to use desctructive powers! what else were you supposed to do?

“T-That’s not true! I tried to help! it’s just that…my powers were completely useless against something that can phase through walls!”  There was no reason for you to explain yourself to this figure of authority yet you did, you felt like you had to.

“Would you two be so kind as to demonstrate your ghost-eradication methods for me?” Oh yeah, he’s planning something.

Grim hissed at that.

“One, no, 'cause I already wiped 'em all out. And two, no, 'cause where's my tuna?!” No one ever said there would be tuna, he literally made that up.

“I will play the part of the ghosts. As for the tuna, you'll receive it when you defeat me. Oh, what generosity, Crowley…” The masked man wiped an imaginary tear from his face. 

“Ah, you gotta be kiddin' me. I gotta work together with the human again?” Grim looked at you with an expression that said “dude i’m tired of this”. And you felt even more offended. You had been nothing but kind to him! why was this pyro cat so mean? still you did say all of that about him enrolling earlier so…you’ll feel even worse later if you don’t at least try to get him inside NightRaven.

“It won’t be that bad, this could be your chance to show off and enroll!” You gave him a wink followed by a thumbs up.

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After another “””””””””ghost hunting””””””””” session and a convoluted conversation you managed to get Grim enrolled.

His happiness made you a bit happy as well. Maybe it was his childish behavior but you felt like you couldn’t leave him alone.

And you couldn’t anyway, since the both of you are now the “janitorial team”. You read in a book once a saying that went “Those who don’t work shall not eat”, so cleaning up the school seemed like a fair deal considering he was letting you stay here despite being from another world and breaking rules.

Besides, taking odd jobs like these would allow you to have more freedom and  check out the books inside the library, maybe they had something about sending you back to Teyvat.

You stared at the ceiling while laid in the bed you had to share with Grim since it was the only clean one and you both were tired, ruminating on why you had the feeling things would go wrong.

Well, you shall know for sure when the sun rises up again.

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I've been writing this since 1pm, it's 1am now.

I take so long to write smth so cringe, oh my god.

As always, sorry and boy am i tired!

Part 3 should be coming in sunday and the final part on monday.

After that i'll be addressing the love interests and then start book 1.

Also taglist before i forget: @coffee-or-hot-cocoa

[kirarinlovesidols]

Prologue Part 3.

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You had a pretty awful time trying to sleep for many reasons. A couple of them being Grim’s snoring, the weird noises in the middle of the night and the random bolts of lightning that would hit conveniently only when you were almost falling asleep. You’re so glad you don’t need to sleep.

Biologically speaking both you and the Greater Lord were a bit closer to plants. You didn’t need to sleep or eat, as long as you had sunlight and water you were fine. Still it didn’t mean you couldn’t indulge in those things as luxuries and after the day you had yesterday, you kinda needed to shut down for a while.

Though you can’t only do what you want in life, if at all.

As you were about to take Grim out of the unfortunate spot he somehow ended up on, which was your neck, you heard a familiar voice of one of the ghosts.

“Hee hee hee... Aren't the two of you supposed to be off cleaning the school today?” You turned your head to the side just to see all three of them surrounding your bed.

“Mmmmm... Nngh... Five more minutes, Ma…” You immediately grabbed Grim and took him off his ‘’’’’favored’’’’’ spot in a rush.

“Grim, wake up! they’re back!”  You said nervously. They were goofy looking but still could very much hurt you if they wished to do so.

The cat wakes up in confusion only to see you holding it in front of your face and a bunch of ghosts.

“MYAHHH! THEY’RE BACK!” So you two repeated the act of yesterday. Where you held the monster like a weapon and he drove them away.

“Don’t go grabbin’ me! and don’t use me as a shield either!” He complained as soon as you were done, wiggling out of your hold.

“I’m sorry! i didn’t mean to…but you wouldn’t wake up and i had no choice!” You apologized making a mental note to make it up to Grim later somehow.

Before this escalated any further Crowley walked inside the room, without even knocking.

“Good morning, Miss Rukkha. Did you sleep well?” The man had something in his arms, it looked like some kind of folded cloth.

“Ah! ye-”  You were about to lie just to not seem ungrateful but your roommate had other plans.

“Not at all! When I sprawled out on the bed, the mattress fell right through the frame!” Oh yeah. That was another one of the reasons you couldn’t sleep well.

“I-It wasn’t that bad though! i’m sure he doesn’t mean that!” You tried your best to cover for it only for Grim to crush your efforts.

“Are ya kiddin’ me? exactly how ramshackle IS this dorm? And worse yet, we got woken up by ghosts!” You covered your face with your hands in despair. Just great, now he would think badly of you.

The man didn’t seem to mind though. As he only walked over to you and handed you what you now recognize as overalls and a simple black shirt to put underneath.

“Well, it surely beats being outside in the rain. Now, consider this another sign of my great kindness. Surely you can’t work without appropriate attire.” You took the outfit from his hands with a smile.

“Thank you, sir! i’ll do my best!” You were relieved he apparently didn’t let Grim’s negative comments sway his generosity. Surely he only wanted the best for you.

In truth Crowley didn’t want to bother at all, he only did due to seeing you in your usual Lesser Lord ensemble. That would attract way too much attention and he couldn’t have that.

After that both him and Grim left the room at your request so you could change. Your eyes stared at your figure in the mirror now that you had your “janitor uniform” on. You struggled a bit to make the shirt fit, it was a bit small but it would have to do.

Since your hair was way too long you also had to put it up in a ponytail to make sure it wouldn't get in the way of your work. Feeling satisfied with the result you just had one thing left to check.

The scratch Grim gave you yesterday. It was almost healed by now. Seems like your regenerative habilities are still working, just slower. Well, better than nothing.

Getting out of the room you and Grim followed your “kind employer” as he explained what he expected out of both of you, which was cleaning the area spanning from the front gates to the library. You aren’t exactly too knowledgeable about cleaning but how hard could it be, right?

Grim immediately protested against the notion fo cleaning but you managed to convince him by reminding him of the kind of books there could be in the library, like how to become a great mage or something.

You’re very sorry for doing that.

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“Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is incredible!” Grim said as he tried his best to see all there was to the entrance. He looked excited and giddy however you had to tell him something very important.

“Grim? don’t forget we’re here to clean…” It’s not like you didn’t believe him but he still seemed on the fence about it all.

“I know, i know! don’t remind me!” The cat rolled his eyes before resuming his observations.

“I didn't get to see it much yesterday. What's the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary. Like, this lady here looks like she's got some reeeal anger management issues.” He stopped by the foot of the statue and you had to raise a brow there. 

Anger management issues was awfully specific, a bit weird he went there. Still you couldn’t bring yourself to disagree, maybe it was her expression that seemed like it could change any time. And you swore you saw her eyes open and look at you.

Before you could even mention it you heard a voice coming from behind.

“You don't know the Queen of Hearts?” Turning around you both saw a boy with ginger hair, red eyes that had a charming boyish glint and a weird…heart tattoo? or was it makeup? on the corner of his face.

“Queen of Hearts? Is she some kinda big deal?” Grim looked at the boy in question curiously.

“She was a queen who lived in a mazelike garden of roses long, long ago. She was a strict woman who prized order above all. She wouldn't tolerate a rose being off-color, or her  playing-card soldiers being out of step.” You couldn’t help but find that suffocating, perhaps it was the way of nobility?

“She basically ruled over a kingdom of madness, but not one of her subjects dared to defy her. You wanna know why? Because the punishment for breaking a rule was immediate decapitation!” You just did a double take with a horrified expression. That was just awful! how did she want people to ever respect her that way?

“Isn’t….isn’t that essentially tyranny?” You asked in a worried tone.

“Wah! That is seriously messed up!” Yeah, you really agreed with Grim on that one.

“Pretty cool, right? I'm a big fan. I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?” You thought back at Greater Lord Kusanali and how she’s been nothing but kind to her subjects for all those years. Maybe her being so nice backfired as soon as she exhausted her powers but…you were sure they still respected her.

“I would….that doesn’t really sound like someone i would like to follow….” You looked to the side in awkwardness as stories of fictional rules who got overthrown by their subjects played in your mind.

“Yeah, true. A leader needs to be strong. But puttin' that aside... Who're you, now?” You disagreed on that take but it would take forever to explain why so you don’t interject.

“Name's Ace. I'm a first year student here, as of... today! Pleased to meetcha!” He extended his hand at you so you took it, forming a handshake.

“Oh! Nice to meet you too! I’m-” You got rudely interrupted.

“I'm Grim! I'm a prodigy whos plannin' to be, like, the greatest mage who ever lived.”  Grim then pointed his paw at you—  “That there's my far less interesting hench-human.” You just looked at him disappointedly.

“Don’t you mean friends, Grim?” You corrected him with a strained smile on your face.

“Nah, I mean what i said.”  Well! that was beyond mean!

Still, Ace nodded at the cat’s introduction and turned his gaze to you again.

“Rukkha, right? Name's got an odd ring to it.” He smiled as he let your hand go.

“It’s the shorter version of it…It’s actually Rukkhadevata but it’s too long, right? so you can just call me Rukkha, it’s probably easier.” You rambled slightly in nervousness. Your lack of social skills were showing.

“Also please don’t take him calling me his “hench-human” seriously, he’s kidding.” You weren’t about to let him just demote you like that, it was genuinely not nice.

Ace just giggled at your explanation.

“So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scar in the eye a famous ruler too?” You looked at the statue in question with the same amount of curiosity. So even animals marked history in this world, huh? it didn’t surprise you considering Grim could talk.

“Of course! That's the King of Beasts who ruled the savanna.” A lion being the king of beasts? you thought it was very fitting.

“But he wasn't born into the throne - he had to earn it through hard work and elaborate schemes. When he became king, he decreed that the hyenas would be pariahs no more, and should live among his subjects as equals.” You had a feeling that those “schemes” he mentioned had a lot more to them.

A second born cannot inherit the throne unless something happened to the first born and their heirs, or if the ruler just chose based on meritocracy. You didn’t know the story so you wouldn’t assume things but…it just seemed to weird to you.

And if Grim thought it was weird too, he didn’t mention it. “Sounds like a great guy! Not everyone's able to look past social status like that.” He nodded his little head as if acknowledging and respecting the figure of the statue.

“And who's the lady with the octopus legs?” Oh! now that’s something you haven’t seen! as far as you knew Teyvat didn’t have people who were part aquatic creature. This world is shaping to be way more interesting than you thought.”

“The Sea Witch who lived in an underwater grotto. She basically devoted her life to helping troubled merfolk. If they were willing to pay the price, she'd help them change their appearance, find love, whatever!” This woman seemed really incredible…you’re pretty sure most of such problems depended on the person, it almost seemed too good to be true…

“They say she was so good, there was no wish she couldn't grant. They also say the price was a tad steep, though. But she was granting wishes! Of course it was!” And there it was, the price. You suppose it was fair considering not even archons in your world granted wishes for free.

“Myaha! So you're sayin' that once I'm a great mage, gettin' rich off folks will be a total cinch?!” That’s not what Ace said at all and you would rather not have Grim swindling people for a living.

“Grim that isn’t very nice….please don’t scam people when you become a great mage…” You hoped your words would reach him somehow, even if he just ignored you.

“Oh, oh! Do the dude with the big hat next!” The monster looked lik a kid in a candy store,at least that was cute.

“That's the Sorcerer of the Sands. He was an advisor to a total dolt of a sultan. He was asmart guy. Really capable sort. He exposed this swindler once - some guy pretending to be a prince in order to trick the princess! After that, he got this magic lamp and became the greatest sorcerer in the world.” Then, they say...... he used that power to become sultan

himself!”  What about the old sultan? again with these weird ascensions to royalty without explaining properly? this was already the second time…you hoped it was just your imagination or your habit of reading too much into things.

“Wow! Guess it's true that a mage needs to be an excellent judge of character, huh? And what about this beauty over here?” Indeed the woman was very pretty but she…somehow…looked dangerous? maybe you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover.

“She's a queen who was said to be the fairest in all the land. In fact, she used her magic mirror to check how she ranked on a daily basis! When it looked like her position was threatened, they say she'd do whatever it took to keep it.” Oh, Forget it…there’s no way someone who checked her beauty rank daily wasn’t dangerous…you shivered at the mention of her doing whatever it took.

“Can you even imagine the level of dedication it would require to keep a record like that?

Also, they say she was a master of making poisons!” Yep, there it is. What’s wrong with the historical figures of this place?

“Geez. She's pretty, but that sounds kinda scary.” You and Grim were in a row today, huh?

“You think so? I gotta respect the hustle!” Ace looked at the statue, his smile never leaving his face.

“Uh…i guess she knowing how to make poisons could be useful but…i can’t imagine her doing anything good with that…”

“F-for sure... Sounds like she fought hard for what she believed in, and never gave up!” You glanced at your roommate with visible confusion. How did he manage to get something good out of that?

“And the one there, with the flaming head? Now THAT guy looks scary!” Hm…you didn’t particularly think he looked scary, his flaming hair reminded you of how some people talked about Natlan’s archon. You’ve never seen her yourself, of course, however everyone who went to natlan all had multiple things to say and one of them were how her hability to turn her hair into flames was very cool.

“That's the King of the underworld! Single-handedly ruling a kingdom packed with rambunctious spirits - that takes competence! He may look scary, but he was a straight shooter who worked tirelessly at a tough job he never even asked for.I mean, this is the guy who was ordering Cerberus, the Hydra, and the Titans into battle for him.” Ace shrugged matter of factly.

You had no idea what he was talking about near the end, must be something related to the history of this planet. Still, underworld and spirits? a place where people’s souls go, you guessed.

“Hmm. That IS something. T'think he could have that much power and not let it go to his head! And that last one there, with the horns?” Grim pointed to the last figure and she looked very elegant, holding a staff of sorts.

“That's the Thorn Fairy who lived on a mythical mountain. She was noble and elegant, and a master of magic and curses - even by the standards of these seven! She commanded storms, covered the kingdom with thorns... She could use magic on a massive scale!

She could even turn herself into a giant dragon.”  A dragon?! now that sounded preposterous. Just how the magic in this world worked? it sounded crazier by the second.

“Ooh. a dragon! What all monsters yearn to be!” The cat’s eyes glimmered in admiration as he looked at the woman known as the “thorn fairy”

“Pretty cool, huh? Not like some piddling weasel.” Ace’s tone seemed to have suddenly changed to pure mocking.

You turned your head to look at him just to see if you actually heard right but of course you did. Just look at how big your ears are.

“Myah?!” Grim let out a yelp in shock.

“Pfft... Ah ha ha! I can't hold it back anymore! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Come on, you're the ones who turned orientation into such a fiasco, right?” He wiped tears off his eyes as he pointed at you two who could only stare at Ace dumbfounded.

Ok. Maybe you did crash a very important otherwordly ceremony but it wasn’t your fault! you got spirited away against your will, what were you supposed to do? be burned by a feline that can use pyro energy or just suffocate do death inside a coffin?

“The fae girl with unstable magic that got summoned to an all-boys school and the monster no one summoned at all. It took everything I had not to burst into laughter right in the middle of the ceremony!” Oh again with this unstable stuff? you’re never going to live that one down, are you?

Either way you still felt embarrassed and a bit guilty for what happened so your face burned in embarrassment against your will, which only fueled Ace’s sudden sadistic behavior.

“I-it’s not! listen! i said i was sorry to the headmage and we’re all good, ok?!” You conveyed 0 credibility, no one would believe that.

“H-hey! You don't gotta be a jerk about it!” Your roommate seemed taken aback too, you guessed he didn’t feel good about that whole mess as well.

“So in the end, neither of you got admitted, and now you're janitors? Ah ha ha! SO lame!” This was starting to get out of hand and going past the limits of what’s acceptable, just WHY were people here so mean?

“Can you stop being mean? we didn’t do anything to you! we have an agreement with Crowley so…if…if you’re unhappy then just talk to him instead!” You said fighting against the desire to dig a hole and crawl into it.

The boy’s smirk still refused to leave his face, it seemed like he enjoyed torturing you both. He wouldn’t let you know he thought your distressed expression was cute though, or that you were cute, yep, no.

“What did you just call me?!” Grim’s fur stood on it’s end as he hissed at Ace.

Uh-oh….seems like he didn’t enjoy being called a janitor even if that’s essentially what you two were…

“Seriously you're both so clueless you don't even know who the Great Seven are. Not a one of them! Maybe before you try getting into the academy again, you ought to take a second crack at kindergarten? Ah ha ha ha ha!” Oh c’mon, you weren’t even from this world how would you know?

Still all this just wasn’t worth it and you and Grim had a job to do so you just calmed down and walked to the middle so you could stand in between Ace and your very very angry roommate, trying to mediate and possibly avoid conflict.

“Listen, Ace…there’s no need to talk to us like that. We’re sorry and repenting about the ceremony so just get to class before you get late.” You tried to sound like the bigger person and do the right thing but the way you talked ticked the ginger boy slightly.

“Huh? who do you think you are nagging me like that? my mom? Anyway, just thought I'd tease you a bit. And man am I glad I did. It's been a blast! Unlike you, I actually have classes to get to, so I'll let you get back to picking up trash. Bye!” He totally didn’t decide to go to class cause a cute girl told him to, nah, he would never admit that.

He should ask you for your number sometime.

“Myuh-uh! You ain't walkin' away from me! It's too late for that! Myaaaaah!” There’s no way this is happening. 

Without even thinking about consequences Grim shot a fireball at Ace who miraculously dodged.

“GRIM!? You’ll hurt him! don’t do that! didn’t you hear him saying he was leaving?!”

You were trying your best to fix this situation and this cat STILL wanted to fight despite the main instigator preparing to leave. Just what were you telling Crowley? needless to say you were losing your mind.

“No one makes fun of Grim, Master of Fire! I'm gonna make that explodey-head of yours explode all over again!” He stomped his little feet on the ground as if trying to show the world how pissed off he was.

“Oh archons! let’s all just…calm down!” You tried to scoop up the cat only for him to swat his claws in your direction as a warning to stay out of it.

“Explodey-head?! You wanna throw down with me, shorty? You got some guts.” Ace got up from the spot he had to jump in order to dodge the fireball of earlier and took some kind of…pen out of his pocket— “You wanna talk hair, huh? I'm gonna shave you like a toy poodle!” The jewel on the “pen” glowed a bright red as the wind suddenly started picking up, easily blowing the cat away.

It seems like you really couldn’t stop this anymore.

You then immediately made the same motion of a square with your fingers so you could “mark” him. Basically all you needed was to use him as a tether to materialize something that could only be described as a rope made out of dendro energy and pulled him back to you before he went flying to god knows where.

You were about to catch him in your arms when he just spun his body mid-air and fell on his feet.

Of course…he’s a cat after all, he would’ve been fine….

You yourself wonder what goes through your head when making stupid decisions like these.

“You can’t use wind to blow away my fire balls you coward!” Of course he didn’t even thank you, classic Grim.

What's going on over there? A fight?!

Oh, sweet! Get 'em!

Dude dude, record it! post it on magicam!

Now there were people watching and cheering for the fight to continue, this really couldn’t get any worse.

“Can you two please calm down?! you’ll get hurt at this rate!” You made the rope disappear as you begged the two to stop it before it escalated any further.

“Awww... Can't hit me with your little fireballs?” Ace taunted and you swore you could see steam coming out of Grim’s already on fire ears.

“Grrr... You better believe I'm about to!” And then hell broke loose yet again it was an unending barrage of fireballs against wind currents that were just as strong.

You were seriously getting angry.

When you were about to put both of them inside one of your very own signature dendro “cages” a particular heavy wind gust sent a fireball to your way. At that you immediately put up a barrier but that was just an even worse mistake.

The fireball bounced off your dendro wall and ended up hitting the statue of the queen of hearts.

Oh.

My.

Archons.

You were absolutely cooked.

All three of you stood there watching in horror at how charred a literal statue made to honor a historical figure now looked. It was almost like it was left inside some burning museum and was barely took out of there in time.

“Oh no! Now the Queen of Hearts's statue looks like it's been flame-broiled!” The ginger boy screamed in despair as he looked at the result of his short temper.

“That's your fault for tryin' to divert it! You shoulda just let it burn you to a crisp!” Grim growled at his enemy with enough bark to put a dog to shame despite being a cat.

“And who in their right mind would ever do that you dumbass?!” The other boy said incredulously.

“What is going on here? Cease this at once!” Aaaaaaaand there he is! the voice of the person you wanted to see the least right now.

God you felt like you were going to cry.

Unfortunately you felt like you were frozen in place as you stared at the burnt face of that queen, you could barely hear Crowley grilling the two boys behind you.

All you could think about was how you literally caused so much trouble and disgraced yourself in front of a figure of authority, again.

You just couldn’t do anything right, huh? 

This is why you weren’t needed.

She wouldn’t have let this happen, she would’ve managed to calm both of them down with her immense carisma and elegant aura. 

As expect of the Lesser Lord.

That’s all you’ll ever be.

A hand on your shoulder broke your trance.

You looked back to see who it belonged to.

“Did I not just warn you, ‘no more incidents’ ”

You could only whisper a meek “I’m sorry” before being guided away from the commotion followed by the other two main reasons of this tragedy.

You really can’t catch a break.

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What if you were writing, literally locked in and god said:

“Illness be upon ye” ?

Yes i’ve been bedridden with fever since fucking saturday, what a nightmare.

Also thank you all very much for all the compliments on this mess asjfasdhgsakj

it makes me happy it’s interesting to yall.

Final part coming soon!

Taglist: @coffee-or-hot-cocoa , @m-majoko , @ghostlysyntaxed , @justanormiewhoreads

[kirarinlovesidols]

Book 1, Chapter 1.

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On that night you didn’t sleep well at all.

Your limbs ached in soreness, even blinking hurt. And on top of that you had a nightmare…or a normal dream? you couldn’t tell, it kinda diverged  in the middle to something else entirely.

You could divide it in two parts, the first being something you know very well. 

Your past, your home.

“Are you sure she could inherit Greater Lord Kusanali’s throne?”

“You saw her, she’s volatile and unpredictable.”

“Not only that but she doesn’t even have the knowledge necessary to be the god of wisdom, i’m afraid she’ll never be appropriate for the position.”

You could hear them, you were quite literally about 5 feet away.

They didn’t care about you, how irritating.

It’s all about Greater Lord Kusanali…

Would it be better for you to act…like her? if…if you mimicked her behavior would you be praised?

Would you…be enough?

Somewhere inside your mind something clicked, they didn’t need you. They only needed her so you would search for her company, observe her, emulate as much as you could.

Still…you wondered why was she so kind to you? did she pity you? did she enjoy your presence? you reached your hand to her as if to ask before the scenery of the Sanctuary of Surasthana disappeared and so did the floor you were standing on.

You fell, fell and fell until you ended up in a garden full of…cards? soldiers? who were all singing as they painted white roses with red paint.

You watched in confusion before realizing you couldn’t interfere with the scene before you. It was like you were a bystander, a spirit watching from the shadows as they kept working, singing in harmony and stopping all at the same time when a little blonde girl wearing a blue dress with a white apron and a black bow on her head asked them why were they doing what they were doing.

Why, that was such a stupid question.

Cause if they didn’t they would lose their heads.

That sounded way too violent to you.

How could a ruler expect or demand respect or loyalty if their subjects were constantly terrified? it was a disaster waiting to happen.

And with that, you woke up.

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Your eyes shot open as you heard an incessant knocking on your front door.

Oh.

So it was a dream after all.

You were starting to wonder where you were.

“Myaaah... Hey Rukkha...I know it's the middle of the night, but I think we've got a visitor. Maybe it's those pesky ghosts again? They just don't know when to quit.” You looked to the side only to see Grim loafing on the pillow you both had to share.

It was pretty cute but you would probably get scratched if you said that.

“Wait..it’s still night?” You looked to the window next to the bed and surely enough you couldn’t see a single light.

Well that explains why you felt kinda horrible other than the soreness on your muscles.

You were probably having a hard time adjusting to the new environment if that dream was anything to go by.

Seriously this is why you don’t like sleeping.

The knocks started getting more and more insistent though so you finally got, albeit slowly and painfully, dragging Grim with you against his will(for your safety). You let him wrap himself against your neck as an apology and bask on the warmth there, it seemed to work well enough to placate his rage.

“I’m coming, i’m coming….” You say loudly as you walked down the stairs, each step hurting more than the next.

Opening the door you raise a brow as you see it was someone very familiar.

“What are you doing here at this hour…?” You asked starting to wonder if something went wrong back in his own dorm.

“You have NO idea what i just went through, just let me in all right?”

You stepped to the side so he could enter but most certainly now missing the huge metal collar on his neck, what the hell was that?

“Ace? It's the middle of the night! Oh, what happened to you?!” The boy’s voice took Grim out his sleepy stupor.

You both watched as Ace took heavy angry steps to the living room and threw himself on the couch, putting his feet on the table with a sour look on his face.

“I can't go back to Heartslabyul House. I'm joining your dorm. For good.” Huh?! you were mighty confused.

“But why? what happened?/Myah?! Come again?!” You and Grim both said in unison.

“I ate a tart.” Ace sounded incredulous, almost as if he couldn't believe what just transpired himself.

Both you and Grim looked at each other and then at the boy, clueless.

“You did what now?” You narrowed your eyes wondering if he was playing on prank on you or something but honestly? No prank would involve putting such a weird collar on your neck yourself.

“I ate a goddamn tart, that’s right.” He rolled his eyes as he repeated himself.

“I was a little hungry, see, so I went down to the dorm kitchen and found some tarts in the fridge,three whole tarts! Big ones, too!” He made sure to put emphasis on the “big”.

“So i ate a tiny slice” For some reason you had a feeling it was NOT tiny “And the housewarden showed up out of nowhere like a ninja or something and put this collar on me!”

Oh.

Grim looked at the boy with pure disappointment.

“So…The point is you're both terrible?” The cat used a paw as a headrest while still curled on your neck, looking bored out of his mind since to him the problem seemed to be obvious.

“Grim!” You scolded him.

“What? i’m right though!” 

“WHAT? don’t you think it’s insane to be put on what’s essentially ‘magic timeout’ just for eating a slice of a tart?! and there were three whole tarts! THREE! It's not like he could eat 'em all himself! C'mon, you KNOW this is messed up!” Ace held up his three fingers to maximize the drama as he tried to convince Grim of his point.

“Magic timeout? you can’t use magic?” You leaned in a bit closer to him trying to examine the collar on his neck.

You couldn’t feel magic energy like they could since this world was different from yours, the most you could feel was elemental magic energy when they DID use it. Still…there was an ominous feeling in your chest as you looked at the metal contraption.

“No! it must be part of his magic repertoire or something, it’s annoying as hell.”

You leaned back again before looking at him with clear pity in your eyes.

“It does seem a bit…extreme…i don’t think eating a tart was that bad of an offense to deserve having your magic sealed away…but still! you should’ve asked if it was ok to eat!”

You put your hands on your waist getting ready to enter scolding mother mode.

“I mean, if there were three of 'em, they were probably for a party.” Your roommate says before excitedly getting up and pointing a paw to the sky — “Lookit that! I'm, like, a master detective too!”  Your scolding mode faltered slightly due to the urge to giggle but you weren’t going to give in.

“A birthday party, huh...? i guess…that would explain it….” The ginger looked to the side trying to avoid your judgemental gaze.

“Whatever the tart was for doesn’t matter, what matters is: did you apologize?” To anyone seeing the scene without context they would probably think it’s hilarious to see some girl wearing pajamas floating with a cat on her shoulders trying to nag a 16 year old.

“Man... I thought you'd be more sympathetic! I'm a victim of the housewarden's tyranny here!” He wasn’t going to admit it but you looked very cute in your pajamas and yes he expected to get pet on the head or something, not that he’ll let you know.

“But you stole food! That ain't cool!” Grim clearly had very strong feelings on the matter.

“Well…maybe if you apologize for stealing he’ll apologize for exaggerating! surely!” You smiled hoping for the best.

“You don't go messin' with another man's meal...Hey, wait a minute! I just realized I never got those cans of tuna the headmage promised me!” At that you just sighed.

For a creature that could speak and was able to use elemental energy somewhat well Grim still had a long way to go.

“He didn’t promise anything,Grim. I think you heard him wrong.” To be honest you would rather say ‘You clearly made that up’ but it wouldn’t be nice.

“No it didn’t my ears are 10x better than any of you human’s!” He was right about that at least.

Your antics were interrupted by a loud groan coming from Ace who made sure to be extra dramatic.

“All right, all right. Fine. I get that I should apologize. But you're coming with me, Rukkha. This was your idea, after all.” Maybe your cute face would convince Riddle more easily, his plan was flawless.

“Sure! i’ll help you!” You gave him a thumbs-up.

“Anyway, you got a place for me to crash tonight?” He finally got up from the couch, looking around the lounge and grimacing slightly due to how terrible the state of the dorm was.

“You were serious about that? Outside of the bedroom me and my hench-human use, this entire dump is buried under a foot of dust. So if you wanna crash, you better start cleanin'! “

You already accepted that “Hench-human” is the closest of “friend” that you’ll ever get when it comes to this flaming pyro cat.

“Dude, no way! I hate cleaning! Just let me stay with you, Rukkha. I'm real slim. I won't take up much space.” He was joking of course, you wouldn’t allow Ace to sleep with you but he still wanted to try…and maybe see if he could fluster you.

“Sure! i don’t see why not! i would feel bad if you had to sleep on the couch anyway…it’s not…” You gesture at the obvious wreck falling apart you called a couch.

Aaaand a spring just popped out…wow….

“Tch. You’re as flexible as a-WHAT?” He couldn’t believe his ears.

DID YOU JUST SAY YES? 

He didn’t.

He didn’t really think about this possibility and now he has no idea how to proceed.

“Yeah? it’s fine. Grim doesn’t occupy that much space anyway, let’s go.” You said already floating upstairs, ignoring the cat’s protests to share a bed with the person he fought just hours ago.

Ace just audibly gulped and shakily walked upstairs, following you.

He had no idea if he had just hit the absolute jackpot or doomed himself to a sleepless night.

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Sleepless night huh? the ginger was anxious for about 10 minutes before absolutely passing out, tiredness hitting him like a truck.

And he would’ve liked to remain sleeping, however, an insistent knock on the front door of Ramshackle woke him up.

“Duuude... Who is pounding on the door at this hour?!” He murmured still refusing to open his eyes.

Jesus couldn’t a man sleep for 5 more minutes? was that a crime? specially when the pillow is soft and perfectly warm.

Wait.

Nothing in this dorm was perfect.

Ace’s eyes shot open only to see his own arms wrapped around your back, hugging you to his chest.

What. the. fuck.

His face immediately burned as a crimson red blush appeared.

This was totally his fault.

He remembers you both were a respectable distance away from each other, your back facing his.

But then there was a problem.

He moves a lot in his sleep, fucking hell, how would he explain this?

Truly he didn’t know what was worse. You and Grim still sleeping away or the insufferable knocks that were getting stronger by the second, did this person plan on taking the entire dorm down?

It’s all fine though, all he needs to do is…to let you go…and…not…uhh…not stare at your cleavage, yep, easy task.

So as he moved his body away you suddenly stirred, which needless to say sent him into a panic resulting in falling down.

“Hm…? Ace? did you fall from the bed?” You yawned before asking the boy who seemed both relieved and mortified.

“Uh…yeah…the…knocking startled me! yeah!” That sounded BEYOND lame but he would rather die than let her know what just transpired.

“You’re such an idiot.” Grim looked at him disappointedly from his high place of choice (your shoulder).

“I don’t wanna hear that from you, you fucking fur ball!” Ace said through his teeth glaring at the creature, ready to throw down.

“Ok, let’s not fight first thing in the morning you two....there’s someone waiting downstairs…” You rolled your eyes and got off the bed already floating due to how much your leg muscles were killing you.

As you walked down to the lounge you could literally see the sunlight shine through the cracks of the wood on ramshackle’s walls. 

God….

There was so much cleaning left to do still. You couldn’t see very well due to the lack of light last night but this was just atrocious, there were particles of filth and dust flying everywhere. And the forceful knocking on the door did NOT help, you were afraid it was going to just give up and fall apart altogether.

“Bleah! Every hit kicks up a dust storm! I'm coming, I'm coming!” The ginger said in the middle of a coughing fit.

Putting your hand on the handle you opened the door only to see Deuce who was a second away from punching your face since you opened the moment he was about to “knock” again.

You and Grim flinched slightly back in response.

“Oh shit- i mean…darn it! i’m sorry!” The dark haired boy panicked as apologies fell from his lips.

“Ugh. Deuce…” Ace seemed to be disappointed or annoyed, you aren’t sure, at his classmate’s presence.

“So, you ate the housewarden's tart.” Deuce made sure to shake his head to the sides as he stared at his friend — “You really are an idiot, Ace.”

In turn the other flipped him off — “Oh, shut up! Like you're one to talk! Anyway, uh... Is he still mad?...”   He being the housewarden, you supposed.

“Not at all. Maybe a touch irritated, if anything. A few of our dormmates overslept this morning…But only three of 'em got your treatment.” Your eyes widened at the sheer stupidity of that claim.

“That’s…i think he’s still angry then, Deuce…” You felt like it was kinda obvious that things weren’t ok yet if he had collared more 3 people.

“Angry? a touch irritated?!?! he’s going on a rampage that’s what!” You slowly raised a hand to pat his back, trying to comfort him.

You had a feeling this was going to be a loooong day.

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“Move it! Outta the way!” The squeaky voice of a creature made way through countless students.

“Night Raven College student comin' through!” Yep, it’s Grim.

You pinched the bridge of your nose as you hovered just a few centimeters above the ground, watching how excited he was about the whole ordeal.

Well to be honest you two attracted way too much attention and you weren’t particularly fond of that.

The only girl(that came from another world mind you) and some cat with a lot of attitude and elemental energy.

You were very much soldiering through people’s whispers and looks(also trying your hardest to ignore the rude comments about your skirt) but you wish Grim would just stay put for a bit even if his excitement was endearing in a way.

“Oh? Did my collar catch your eye? It is way better than the one you're stuck with!” It seemed like he was bullying Ace.

“You know, the one that makes it so you can't use magic?” —- the smug look on his face was horrendous — “But hey, the school could always use another janitor! Bwahahaha!” 

“Grim…that’s not nice, stop that.” If you got a coin everytime you had to scold this cat you would be rich by now.

“Nah, let him talk shit. When I get my magic back, his hide is first up on the chopping block!” His bullying’s victim seemed to be hellbent on keep the cycle going it seems.

“Didn't the headmage JUST tell you yesterday, no more incidents?” You nodded rapidly agreeing with Deuce.

“Regardless, you're not going to be able to participate in class if you can't use magic so  why not just apologize to the housewarden? It's a small price to pay for having the collar removed.” He shrugged as if it was the simplest thing in the world and to both of you it was.

“Aaaaargh! I hate this so! SO! Much!” You did feel bad for your friend, you weren’t going to pretend you didn’t.

Despite being in the wrong you were sure the housewarden exaggerated, surely apologizing would do the trick.

After that all four of you followed Ace to Heartslabyul dorm.

You had to admit.

This place was absolutely stunning! so many roses and things shaped like hearts, it was very cute. It also had a bit of whimsy to it, very different from Sumeru’s architecture that was for sure.

If you had to compare maybe it would be more similar to fontaine’s designs in buildings? you only saw a few books on those.

“Dang, this place is swank! This is nothing like our dumpster of a dorm.” Grim(who was back at using you like a personal vehicle after getting tired of walking himself) gasped in amazement as he observed what seemed to be the garden of the dorm.

“Well…our dorm is not ideal but don’t call it a dumpster…it’s rude to Crowley.” Even if it was true.

It’s best not to do any comparisons, you could end up feeling envious.

In the distance you could see someone with…ginger hair, slightly lighter than Ace’s, humming as he painted…roses?!

????????? Wasn’t that counter productive? wouldn’t the petals just break? Roses were known for being incredibly fragile after all…maybe the flowers in this world are sturdier.

“All these  gotta be red, or it's "off with my head”!” You felt a sense of deja vu.

Finally noticing the presence of your group the mysterious ginger boy turned to take a look.

“Huh...? You guys need something?” He asked with a playful smile resting on his lips, his eyes seemed to scan every single one of you.

“What are you doing there?” Asked Ace in confusion.

“Are you blind? I'm painting these roses red, duh.” Holy archons did NO ONE in this world know how to be nice? that was just unnecessary.

“What? Why?!” It was Deuce’s turn to be confused.

“Ah ha ha. So naïve, you put the "n" in newb.” — The stranger mocked in a sing-song-tone as he tried to go back to his task, keyword tried. He did an immediate double take, his eyes wide.

“Hold the phone, I know you! You're cute fae girl and the freshies who broke a billion-thaumark chandelier and nearly got expelled for it, yeah?” He got down from the ladder he was sitting on to be able to properly reach the roses with a flawless jump.

You sighed in despair.

You did not want to be known for that.

“That chandelier is gonna haunt us till the day we graduate, isn't it?” Ace facepalms before sighing just as tiredly as you.

“And you! You're the one who ate the housewarden's tart that same night!” The other ginger pointed at his fellow kin trying not to laugh.

“You guys are THE hot topic around campus! I've gotta get in on this fleeting fame.” He immediately pulled some rectangular…weird object from the pockets of his pants and got closer to all of you.

“I'm just gonna grab a selfie real quick...It's cool if I post this on Magicam, right? Gimme your names so I can tag you.” You did NOT understand anything he said on that order.

What is magicam??? what is a selfie??? and why did the weird device suddenly flash for half a second..? was it…a kamera?

“I'm Deuce Spade.”

“Ace.”

“I'm Grim, and that's my hench-human, Rukkha.” The three followed with the weird request of giving their names but you still had no idea why he wanted yours.

Also, you couldn’t catch a break.

“You mean ‘FRIEND’ Grim…friend.” Maybe if you corrected him everytime he would just give up and refer to you properly.

“Uploaded! Sweet.” — Your narrowed your eyes as you stared the thing he had on his hands, he seemed to be tapping it.

“Oh, I'm Cater Diamond, by the way. I'm a junior here at Heartslabyul. But Cater is fine. Or Cay-Cay if you're cray-cray!” He did a little wink and did a peace sign.

“Soooo nice to meetcha!” Cater had already put away his strange device and put his hand in front of you for a handshake.

“Oh…uh…nice to meet you too, Cater.” You smiled nervously. He seemed to be a bit high tension and you are not good with people like that.

He stared you down from head to toe almost as if sizing you up before nodding his head.

“Ah, you're the prefect of that so-called Ramshackle House dorm, right? Like, I can't believe you actually live there! feels kinda awful that a cute girl has to be inside that dust paradise though.” He directed his pity ridden gaze at you, smile never budging.

“It's all gloomy and looks like hot garbage on Magicam. No filter could salvage THAT dump.” He grimaced as memories of the place filled his mind.

WHAT IS MAGICAM.

“Y'know, you've done nothin' but diss us here, pal!” Grim got obviously ticked off by the junior’s choice of words.

You were about to mediate AGAIN to prevent a possible fight to break out but the exact contrary happened.

“Gah, what am I doing? I don't have time to chat! The party's tomorrow. If we're not ready, it's "off with my head"!  And with that Cater scurried back to doing the job entrusted to him.

Though almost as if a cartoon light bulb had appeared on top of his head and lit up, he looked at your group again.

“Hey, you kids wanna help me paint some roses?” Huh? did he need help?

“Yeah, uh... Why are you doing that exactly?” Your collared friend asked, a hand resting on his waist.

“Because red roses are so much more photogenic! Or...something...? And after that, I've gotta start getting things ready for the big croquet tournament.” Things at heartslabyul were hectic, you concluded.

“And that means coloring all the flamingos.” The older boy sighed and you just raised a hand, right to ask an awful lot of questions. However it seems like you and your roommate are in bigger sync than you thought cause he asked exactly what you wanted to know.

“You're colorin' flamingos now? Isn't anything the right color around here?!” Grim raised one paw to gesture to the dorm as a whole.

No, you wanted to know why were they painting animals. You hoped it was animal friendly dye at least.

After that shocking revelation you ended up going with the flow and helping Cater to paint the roses.

Ace and you were stuck with buckets and brushes since he couldn’t use magic and your powers weren’t particularly useful for that.

It was weirdly therapeutic though…you almost wished you could do it all day! it gave a sense of accomplishment when you were done with one.

You had to be careful though. Grim wasn’t exactly good at magic that wasn’t hurling fire balls everywhere so needless to say some roses were burned and Deuce himself turned a few of them blue instead.

Oh you were a bunch of walking disasters, there’s no way.

All that painting resulted in Ace asking why the roses couldn’t just be white instead since they were pretty regardless.

You agreed.

It ended up being a tradition of the Queen of Hearts to have the flowers be specific colors for specific events.

It sounded nice but you kinda felt bad for the people under her rule who had to do this to an ENTIRE garden everytime there was some kind of celebration.

To each their own, you guessed.

Cater mentioned the housewarden, Riddle was his name, who seemed to be very strict about traditions.

Considering Ace’s stunt pissed him off that much you saw that fact coming from a mile away.

Still you were here today for a reason so you nudged your friend to ask about his housewarden, only to be told he was not there at the moment.

And that there was a rule about replacing whatever item that was stolen.

A very reasonable rule in your opinion and you would’ve just nodded your head and kept going with your day.

But of COURSE things weren’t going to be that easy.

The junior had the duty to get all of you out of the dorm since, y’know, you didn’t really have the tart with you.

Ace being the stubborn teenager he is didn’t accept it just like that and you had to end up protecting him from Cater’s magic and attempts to grab him.

What you did not expect was how no matter how much time passed he never got tired or gave up.

Almost as if he was everywhere at once….

Needless to say your efforts were useless and you got kicked out without being heard.

On top of that there’s also the fact this ordeal took way longer than it should’ve and now you’re all running late to the first class, just great.

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Finally settling inside the classroom, you sat near Ace and Deuce. You only knew them here afterall.

Still you were happy your teacher seemed to be a figure you already knew.

“My name is Divus Crewel. You may call me Master Crewel, Now, take your seats. Class is about to begin. We're going to start with the basics.” His gaze fell on you for a few seconds before going back to the class.

You smiled a little, feeling less nervous about things.

Crewel was the one who was responsible for preparing your clothes, you heard from Crowley.

He had a weird way of speaking but was incredibly nice to you and felt bad you had to be essentially on your own inside an all boys school. You would be ok though, probably.

“And by basics, I mean beating the names and distinguishing characteristics of one hundred herbs and poisons into your tiny brains.” Your teached raised his whip-like wand menacingly.

“The mycelia are another matter. But eventually, I'm hopeful you'll be able to take a walk without putting anything poisonous into your gaping maws.” You could hear a few students gulping loudly in fear.

Though this was oddly familiar…you were sure you heard about how the chief of the forest rangers of Ghandarva Ville was extremely strict and particular about people knowing poisonous plants from normal ones.

Would that really be a problem here? it’s not like twisted wonderland was surrounded by nature like Sumeru, you think.

“Huh. So... does anyone know what a mycelia is?” Deuce whispered from his seat next to both you and Ace.

“I've never been one for like, memorizing what things are, ya know?” Already with his head resting on his hand like he was listening to the most boring thing ever, Ace shrugged.

“All I care about is how to tell the yummy plants from the yucky ones.” Grim chimed in, puffing out his chest in some confidence you had no idea where he got from.

“It’s part of the structure of fungi guys, y’know…mushrooms?” You answered matter-of-factly.

“You’re such a fucking nerd.” Said Ace with no hesitation.

You rolled your eyes.

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Professor Crewel’s class was pretty simple, nothing you hadn’t heard of before. You were familiar with plants due to your nature as a branch of Irminsul but also due to studying so much about them when you could.

After that you went to history class and this one was what you were most interested and excited about.

You needed to learn more about this world if you wanted to get out, it had nothing to do with your particular nerdy need for knowledge, perish the thought.

The teacher, Mozus Trein, held a grumpy looking cat and seemed to be very experienced. You hope to learn a lot from him.

And so you pay attention to the best of your hability while trying to make sure your cat isn’t going to try fighting with your teacher’s cat. You had no idea what Lucius was meowing every now and then but it surely had Grim seeing red.

Eh, it probably was some kind of feline dispute so you brushed it off.

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You truly wondered what kind of god did you anger to get shown a hell crafter specifically for you.

Physical Education.

Really? you were SORE all over.

And you had the stamina of a 5 year old if not worse, there’s no way you’re surviving this class.

You tugged nervously on your jersey tracksuit coat(also kindly provided by professor Crewel) as you looked at the teacher of this class.

This man was absolutely jacked, almost like the eremites back in your world.

He flexed as he explained how a diet of raw eggs helped him achieve that shape.

You weren’t interested in getting that muscly.

“Bleah. The forced exercise is bad enough, but meatheads like this guy drive me nuts.” Ace seemed to be done with everything already, in a different way though.

“Finally! A subject I'm good at!” Deuce cheered and only him.

“Explain to me the appeal of runnin' around in circles! Do I look like a hamster?” Grim complained as he positioned himself on all fours, getting ready to run.

You though? you wanted this to be over.

[...]

You could barely run a single lap without wheezing and gasping for air.

You swore you could feel your classmates look at you with pity, just how bad were you at sports?

And you didn’t do any better during the 100-push ups asked by teacher Ashton Vargas.

By some miracle he decided to allow you to do sit-ups instead, maybe it would be easier, right?

…..

No

It wasn’t.

You could barely do one.

Not only you had “extra weight” to deal with but gravity felt overwhelming.

“C’mon dude, you gotta do at least one.” Said Ace who was already on his fifteenth.

“I’M….TRYING….!...NGH….” You answered with a strained voice, sweating bullets and face red due to the strain.

Never have you been humiliated in such a manner and you hoped to all archons above to not go through this ever again. This school is filled with evil people, you're sure of it.

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Oh boy finally starting book 1!!! lesgooooooo!

Also obligatory reader fit check.

>Pajamas

>For P.E

Anyway boy oh boy can't wait to get to the conflict, i sure have things planned for it lmao.

Also taglist: @coffee-or-hot-cocoa , @m-majoko , @ghostlysyntaxed , @justanormiewhoreads

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Lore.

Before posting the actual chapter i gotta explain lore stuff but basically: >Nahida and Rukkha switched places. >Nahida is called GREATER lord Kusanali while you, the reader, is LESSER lord Rukkhadevata >I took some liberties with the desert lore which is why she didn't die when saving Deshret, it's for the sake of writing, really > I'll talk about love interests soon

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Love Interests and some discussions.

Hello y'all, good morning, noon or evening. Today i would like to finally address the elephant in the room that is: character's ages.

So i'll rip off the bandaid and be clear: i'm not changing them, they're remaining canon.

Yall are prolly thinking "But in't mc 500???? isn't that bad? why not age them up!" 

For two reasons.

1: These boys and their behavior is extremely juvenile most of the time, i don't think the first years suddenly being 2 years older should happen without significative changes in their personalities. Yes, i'm aware that 2 years is barely enough time for someone to change much specially teens(I'm turning 21 like next week and i have trouble reminding myself i'm not a minor anymore, that's how little this shit can change if at all). But due to the nature of NRC and the ppl in it these characters would undergo so many things in their lives inside these 2 years that it doesn't feel right to me to make them act the same or even worse speculate on how, for example, older Ace or Epel would act without canonical material for that.

2: Wheter people like it or not NRC is a HighSchool. Yes, yes i know that y'all are probably going "WHY IS IT CALLED COLLEGE THEN". 

*Sigh* Y'know, eve since all we had for this game was the jp website and Malleu's illustration where he's rising from his coffin and nothing else i just had the feeling english speakers would have trouble with the school's name.

You see, college can mean "school" in other countries, not necessarily university.

I know that cause i'm brazillian, we literally have the word "Colégio" which is a synonym for Escola(School). In japanese it's essentially the same and that's a mistake made by JP Disney who didn't consider this when naming NRC.

Japan has many synonyms for school and since college can mean school they didn't think too much about it despite having a very different word for university (Daigaku).

And i'm a firm believer that relationships between some immortal being and a human is always going to end up in some kind of difference and if you're gonna problematize it you're gonna end up not ever watching or reading ANYTHING anymore, specially Lillia stans.

Like? Kamisama Hajimemashita fans? cooked

Inuyasha fans? cooked!

And the list goes on.

Why would i need to feel guilty about it if i'm not writing smut.

Like this a sfw story, these characters are NOT going to fuck.

People need to stop assuming that every relationship in fanfiction is going to end up portraying sex.

The most i'll do is some passing suggestive thought or so cause these are teenage boys, everyone knows how they are and the puritan parade can go cry louder abt it but everyone knows teens, it is what it is.

But that's MY personal take on it on MY story so ofc ppl can and are free to have whatever other views about this topic, as long as we're all respectful, mature and civillized.

Anyway now that that is finally out of the way we shall talk about the love interests.

Romantic Love Interests:

Heartslabyul: 

Riddle Rosehearts

Ace Trappola

Deuce Spade

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar

Jack Howl

Ruggie Bucchi

Octavinelle:

Azul Ashengrotto

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

Scarabia:

Kalim Al-Asim

Jamil Viper

Pomefiore:

Epel Felmier

Ignihyde: Idia Shroud

Diasomnia:

Malleus Draconia

Silver

Lilia Vanrouge

Platonic Relationships: (Characters here are to be seen in a sibling or friend light)

Cater Diamond

Trey Clover

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Ortho Shroud

Sebek Zigvolt

Also about MC's behavior, yes it's sometimes supposed to be wavy or ooc.

Sometimes she'll do or say things you would think she wouldn't do, it'll be explained why later.

Consider this a form of foreshadowing.

My writing isn't stellar so i do advise to keep the bar y'know kinda low as this is mainly for fun despite trying my best. 

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I'm almost done with the first chapter of the Rukkhadevata!Reader fic so figured i should post the ugly ass cover thing i made for it. It's bad, i know. It's why i'm in college alright? don't roast me, i already get enough of that as a graphic design major. Maybe i'll learn how to make a masterlist eventually....

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Cannot believe I'm doing this but.

I decided to work on my RukkhadevataReader fic for twisted wonderland.

I still think it's ambitious and I wonder if I'll even be able to finish it at all but I do want to try and the brainrot is killing me.

Though I do ask you guys to bear with my cringe writing style and keep in mind English isn't my first language.

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Part 2....incoming....i'm almost done.....

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can i be tagged in the next installment of your fanfic? i loved the ending

Sure! I'll remember! 🫡

Glad you enjoyed that mess OAJSKFNFMDISJDBFIDFB