~wooo, a bit of a warning on this chapter: gore and acute stress disorder symptoms~
You miserably trudged alongside Kaeya and Diluc after getting forced out of bed early.
You thought that the feeling would just be a cramp from eating too much, but nope. Now you just feel terrible. You know, for the meeting with someone that could kick you out.
"Seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today?" A teasing voice lilted. "Pull the lever, Kronk." You murmured, trying to distract yourself. It worked. Kind of. At least you broke out of the grouchy mood. Also, it was said quiet enough so that the footsteps drowned it out - a miracle.
"Pardon?" Diluc asked. You couldn't help but giggle - it was too funny for your broken humor before you remembered that you had company. Putting on a cheered up smile, you tilted your head at Diluc, mid-stride. "Nothing, just talking to myself. It's not unusual; actually, if a day comes when I don't, just end me on the spot. That wouldn't be me."
They blinked. "Okay then?" Kaeya replied/questioned. You grinned, deciding to skip. Walking was getting overrated.
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Stuck In Another Reality? Darn.
FanfictionAfter getting somehow killed in the killing game that you had somewhat adapted to, you're thrust into another reality? With half of your memory gone for some reason, you traverse through Teyvat, trying to figure out how you died, your memories, how...
