𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚒: 𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢

you have more authority of the harbingers and you're using it for your amusement.

also, ik it says fatui but if you simp for scaramouche, there is a small part for him.

here's just you making the harbinger be so down bad for you 😍

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you, the harbinger that is unknown. no one knows about your past, how old you are, and many other things. they didn't even know how strong you are.

oddly enough, not even yourself knew yourself well.

many millennia ago, you were born. you never knew who created you. you didn't even think you've met them before.

another thing you've never known about was your abilities. why were you this strong? where did it come from? and how did you become immortal?

the only thing you remembered was waking up in a crashed ship on the sands of nazuchi beach. you were the only one in the wrecked ship and what you were questioning was that you had no injuries. knowing that this ship was obviously in some type of storm and no one else was alive, why did it seem like you didn't even go on the ship?

but the questions remained unanswered as you walked around the beach seeing blades scattered across the sand.

from this day, you still wondered what exactly happened. who was on the ship? was there some type of war that caused the ship to crash?

but ever since that day, you wandered around all of teyvat. for thousands of years, you remained on your own. you've collected sights of nations falling, gods dying, even by your own hands.

for thousands of years, you've seen it all. in fact, you've seen so much that every year feels like a mere second.

as far as you can tell, you had no purpose. you didn't even know how you came into this world.

you've wandered around all the nations. seeing nations rise and fall, seeing everything, was all meaningless.

that was until you've met her: the tsaritsa.

she was the one who brought you into the fatui estate and introduced you as a harbinger. she was the one who gave you purpose and an actual home. she was the one who ended your aimless wandering.

and apart from all the tsaritsa has done for you, she treated you as her own. so affectionately, much kindness. she favored you out of all her subjects. it was strange to feel so at home with her.

you've never met any other harbinger aside from dumb meetings. but the harbingers don't know much about you. you never talk much, only saying small sounds to indicate your answer. so much as a hum.

the other harbingers never fail to get on your nerves. you're surprised that they haven't snapped that one nerve that'll make them know who you actually are.

lucky for them, that'll change today.

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one day, you were minding your own business in your office, messing around with your vision, creating sculptures with cryo.

but everything got interrupted when you heard a knock on your door. you turned around accordingly and announced yourself, "you may come in."

the door was soon opened and as you looked, it was one of the fatui recruits. "you need something?"

"yes actually. the tsaritsa is asking if you could come into the throne room for a meeting with the harbingers," the cicin mage stated with a blank face.

you sighed, irritated. being around the harbingers is enough to make your mind go crazy. "fine. i'll be down."

the cicin mage soon bowed her head and left the room, closing the door behind her.

you made your way to the throne room, recruits bowing their heads as you walked by. you dared not to lock eyes with any of them as you kept your head up and looked straight ahead.

once you got to the throne room, you forcefully opened the big heavy door. the tsaritsa wasn't there yet but the other harbingers were.

"y/n, was it?" dottore asked. this made you changed your gaze from the floor to him, showing your e/c eyes. you hummed in response, with no interest.

"yk... we don't know you well. care to properly introduce yourself?" this made you face completely towards him. instead of responding, you scoffed and look back forward.

"what's so funny?" dottore slowly walked towards you and leaned in close to your face. you revert back to your blank face, seemingly unfazed. "we just want to know you more. we don't even know how strong you are."

you never answered. instead, you walked your way towards the throne.

scaramouche clicked his tongue and grabbed your wrist as you walked past him. "who do you think you are?! do you now know how to respect your superiors?!"

this made your blood boil. superior? you're the one who's superior here. you never though that any action would all of a sudden want you to reveal yourself. everything about you. just so you can make them shut up.

"what? cat got your tongue?"

you did the first thing your body made you move, pull him closer to you. using his strong grip on your wrist, you forcefully pulled him closer to you.

it made him step back a bit and let go of your wrist which just made you grab onto his wrist with your gloved hands.

"what-" he tried to talk but was took off guard when you took off your hood and went even closer, noses touching.

the group's eyes widened as they stared at your appearance. you had the looks of a kind person, but a soul of a god.

an amused smiled grazed your lips as you stared at the balladeer up and down. scaramouche swore that his heart began to flutter and the cold, snezhnayan weather all of sudden got warm.

"superior to you, is me." is all you said. the last thing you did just to see how he would act, was tilt your head slightly. it only got him more flustered.

amused, you let go of his wrist and held his hand until you walked away. "well, that made him shut up," you said to yourself.

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chapter started: 1/4/23
chapter finished: 1/4/23