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Feeling tears stream down her face, (Name) shook her head in frustration. 'No, no, NO! PLEASE! Not again...' She thought, reminding her of her memories when trapped in 'Obey me!'. Finally hearing the person leave, (Name) let out a shaky sigh before peeking out of the bush.
'I can't stay here; I need to leave as soon as possible; I can't risk the same thing happening again,' Just as (Name) was about to walk away, (Name) bumped into someone. "AHHHH!" (Name) screamed, shutting her eyes closed as she put her arms in front of her face.
"Please don't hurt me!" She whimpered, only to feel nothing. Slowly opening her eyes, (Name) was greeted by the sight of a small white-haired pixie floating before her. "Paimon?" She asked, raising a brow.
"(Name)?" The pixie tilted her head. "H-How do you know my name-" "Paimon has no time to explain this, but Paimon will give you a quick summary because we don't have enough time," Cutting off (Name), Paimon then looked around with a worried expression.
"All vision users we've met found out that Teyvat is a work of fiction, and they're looking for you; They know that you're here because Albedo made a portal that the geo and anemo archon took part in," Looking around once again, Paimon swallowed a lump in her throat.
"We need to leave, now! You're in a world where some are gifted the ability to manipulate an element from one of the Seven Archons that rule the seven nations of Teyvat; You, on the other hand, are a normal human with no special abilities! " Paimon said in a hurry, kicking her legs in the air.
Grabbing (Name)'s/s' wrist, Paimon tried to guide her in a different direction only to fail as the (hair color)-haired female stood still and pulled her wrist from Paimon's grasp. "H-How... How do I know that I can trust you?..." (Name) queried, rubbing her wrist.
"I was programmed to watch the traveler progress in-game, make sure everything's balanced, and to help you, but ever since--since *you* started playing, the characters that you've met in story quests are acting on their own!" Paimon panicked, pulling her hair.
Pondering if she should trust Paimon, the (hair color)-haired female nodded before a stern expression was plastered on her face. "Fine, since I have no choice, I'll have to trust you," Not even glancing at (Name), Paimon immediately grabbed her wrist and started guiding her.
