✍︎ sᴏʟɪᴛᴀʀʏ ᴄᴏɴғɪɴᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ
☢︎︎ ᴀɴɢsᴛ ☢︎︎
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ! ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ.
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Drip..
Drip...
Drip....
The rain was pouring.
No,
Blood was.
Everywhere, there were blood dripping down from the people laying on the cold floors of Mondstadt.
Houses were engulfed with flames, ashes could be seen anywhere.
What exactly happened that caused this massacre?..
♔
“ Sister Jean!! Please wake up! Please.. ” A girl's voice could be heard.
“ Barbara it's no use. She can't be healed. ”
“ B-but!— ”
“ Barbara. You still have to heal a lot more people, you can't just sit still here and cry. ”
“ .. ”
“ It's no use, Master Jean is dead. You can't bring her back. ”
The girl was speechless as she headed outside the room where Jean laid and went towards the rooms of the other patients.
♔
And there she was, Klee, who locked herself up in the room, crying her heart out while holding her knees.
Albedo went mad.
Jean was dead.
A lot of innocent lives were lost.
She caused all of this.
If she hadn't gave him that drink, this wouldn't have happened.
She blamed herself for what she had caused.
But was she really the cause of all this?
♔
Albedo skimmed through the notes he had made while experimenting on the new substance he had found on the cold snowy mountains of Dragonspine.
It was liquefied and put in a potion bottle.
The liquid emitted a bright shade of red, the substance actually had the remains of Durin, and its power was still active.
He had to be careful, he took note of that.
Because if the liquid accidentally spills, the power it had will affect the living thing it's spilled on, possibly corrupting its mind and the creature will go mad.
