Neriko, the Electro user who owned a fake Vision.
Like any other Electro users, she could strike the element's iconic attacks, those involving thunders and lightnings.
Yet, there was something unusual about her.
During her Elemental Burst, an immen...
In a dark room, there lies its darkest secret. Where all misery come together as one As ten counts down to none One left. Two left. Three left... Dreadful moments pass, They all disappeared from the room of fear...
Yet the last one remained.
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"Sebastian... Do you think this is the right place?" Ciel asked his servant as they arrived at a small floral shopcalled Diastrev's floral.
"The name sounds suspicious, thus we shall press forward investigating." The butler replied with a slight hint of disgust on his face.
"Very well." Ciel nodded stepped up to knock on the door. Then, as his hand hit its wooden material, he felt a tingling sensation that plagued from the contact of his skin with the door, which now feeling numb, to all over his arm making him find it difficult trying to move it at all.
"Ah..." The blue-haired male hissed in shock as he recoiled his hand to examine it. "What the hell was that?"
"It seems that there was a sign of electricity, a powerful one at that," The butler who ran over and ghosted his hand on the door's rough surface spoke
"Great, the bastard even installed an electrical system to prevent outsiders." The earl grumbled, "How do we even get inside now?"
"It seems that this has left us with one last choice," Speaking as the butler lifted his leg to kick down the door.
'Bang!'
The young earl sneezed as the dusty sphere inside flooded out. He waved his hand, clearing the particles out of his vision. In the parlor, he saw layers and layers of dust packed on the old shop's window. As he and his butler walked forward, a fusty odor flooded into their nostrils, making the earl grunt in disgust. Yet, in humidity, they could smell something else.
"Cosmetics..." Mumbled the young earl as they sniffed the air.
"And death." Concluded his butler as his eyes narrowed at a small, dust-covered door at the end of the room.
The muffled sound of their footsteps collides with the thick dust that carpeted the floor as they ran towards the mentioned door in a hurry.
The room was surprisingly empty. Where is the furniture?
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Her eyelids flutter open to a blinding light that illuminates a tall figure. She rubs her eyes and sits up, recognizing that she is back in Teyvat, but floating. Celestia.
Both of them are surrounded by a lush green platform of grass. It feels cool there.
"We know that you live with a mortal name and preferred to blend in with mortals' living styles, and we have nothing against it. But you shall remember this," The white entity speaks to her as she stares in wonder. "that your duty as the Archon of the Void, you must defend all of Teyvat from otherworldly threats. As the Archon of the Void, a bridge between worlds, you must remain eternal peace and balance the worlds where you came to."
"That sounds difficult to fulfill." She speaks.
"Indeed. That is why we chose you, the cheerful, enthusiastic, adorably charming girl who could keep up relationships with people as their friend." The voice spoke with a peaceful tune, where she swore she could hear a smile.
"Now then, to unlock your full power, you must meditate. Feel your heart and your soul as your power roars on stormy nights. Best of luck to you," They pause. "Archon of the Void,"
In a blink of an eye, everything falls into pitch darkness again. Her hand unconsciously reaches out to grasp the last light that resembles her homeland. A stray tear fell from her eye.
"Vanquisher of Immorality."
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"Oh, little daisy, you are so going to be my number one wife once this ritual is over-" A tall man about the age of 30 was squatting in front of a certain multi-colored hair girl. He brought a hand to caress the smooth skin of her face. He frowned in displeasure. "Soon, my adorable wives, this only flaw of creation shall vanish and you will be mine for eternit-"
Fright presented itself in his eyes as the young female in front of him giggled and moved. To his terror, she lifted her head to stare into his eyes, overwhelming him with trepidation. He stumbled back, only to feel little tingles on the tips of his fingers.
Those glowing purple-yellow orbs, that upset grin, and the feeling of the ground swallowing him into its unsettling embrace of numbness are going to haunt him along with his crimes in his dreams later.
The man was left paralyzed with his eyes rolled to the back of his head as Electro ran through him. Neriko then returned to her restful position, staring at the man with despise in her eyes.
"Diastrev Oikonomou! Surrender yoursel-" Ciel and his butler arrived at the scene, which shocked them. In the room, there lie eleven people.
Nine dead. One at death's door. One unaffected.
"Tch." Grunting, the young earl took a step forward, to his butler's sudden realization and dismay.
"Be careful!" Neriko shouted in disquietude as his leg nearly came in contact with one of the bear traps that the kidnapper had set there beforehand. Laid beneath heaves of dry leaves attached by cobwebs, the ring of spikes sprung up, slicing past the earl's calf, gashing him slightly as he was fast enough to escape its gigantic jaws.
