i have one more chapter to write in the master doc and then i'm posting 5 chapters at once.
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"alright. so, this universe would've ended up pretty similar, this line atleast. aether and i would move on, and the past wouldn't be fucked up. you'd still end up with the same trauma and everything, just not from aether's death but zhongli's."
"dad would've died...?"
"as the geo archon, he's not immortal, and it would only make sense. you and venti would end up together, and all that jazz. the past, however would drastically have changed."
"how?"
"aether saved teyvat from many perils, and i was the ruler of the abyss. the abyssal princess. i attacked teyvat with the powers of the abyss, and everyone fought back..."
"what happened?"
"venti gave up his life to protect mondstadt, you however, fell in battle, from a combined multitude of powers."
"and dad survived."
"barely. he survived, but it wasnt easy. everywhere had to be rebuilt, with the loss of the archons, and celestia being taken out, teyvat forgot about the archons, the adepti, and the abyss."
"which means..."
"that there's no information left about who you once were."
"tell me about myself."
"i can't. i'd love to, but you're going to be erased, your memories and everything, and i know the outcome."
"what is it?"
"you're going to survive. you'll be the last adeptus to live through the recreation of liyue, besides zhongli."
"lumine, you can't be telling me-"
"for the cost of your life staying, ganyu will infact die in the battle. just as the death of jean in mondstadt for venti's."
"that's, scary."
"i know."
lumine pulled up to the cemetary and sighed. "get out while i find a place to park, alright? meet me at his grave."
xiao slowly got out of the car, before she drove off.
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modernity - xiaoven
Fanfictionfuck. this old description doesn't fit the book anymore- i'm too lazy to change it. (i have like 46 more chapters to write, so-) modernity - the quality or condition of being modern. venti felt he was modern. or well, close to being modern. he didn...