Raiden Y/n, the third puppet Raiden Ei created. Just like her brother, the God whom she saw as her "mother", abandoned her. Many years have passed since she was created. How many you ask? Around 400 years. She has wandered all around Teyvat, now, sh...
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Misunderstood
Italic: Past/Highlighted mention Normal: Present
Extra Info: There will be mixed sentences in German and English + After Unknown's POV, it's back to Y/n's POV.There will be German phrases, so I apologize if they're not the exact translation.
Unknown's POV
Phew.. Today was quite a day. There were more audience than usual. I definitely need a cake break. Walking through the streets of the city, it feels like home.
As i was walking, i suddenly came across.. The Travelers! What an encounter. Maybe they're here to enjoy some fine desserts as well?
I decided to approach them with my usual vibes. I was able to gain their attention as they sent me a wave.
"Furina! Hello!" One of the twins greeted, with her wide and sweet smile. I waved to them as a response to her greeting.
"What are you two doing in this fine day?" I asked, returning the smile.
"We wanted to pay a visit to Fontaine again, it's been awhile. We're also reliving our days when we were travelling." The male twin replied, as i nodded.
"Ah, i see. I'm going to buy some desserts, care to join?" I placed my hand on my waist, waiting for their answer.
Both twins nodded enthusiastically as i smiled widely. "Well then, let's all head for the bakery!"
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"Rise and shine sleepyhead!" Was what I heard before getting poured with a bucket of water. I immediately shot up and punched the bucket as a reflex. I withdrew my hand as my knuckles hurt slightly from hitting the solid object harshly.
I wiped my face with the back of my sleeve, and looked around. I wasn't familiar with my surroundings. Where am I? It's not my room, neither is it the car.
The last I remember was falling into a slumber in America's car when we were going home. Or were we..?
I soon realize that America was holding the bucket I punched, so I assumed he was the one who poured the water on me. I glare at him, as he grinned nervously.
"Oh- I didn't mean to get on your bad mood this morning." He chuckled slightly and placed the bucket down on the floor.
I sighed from his words and raised an eyebrow. "Where are we? This isn't your house." I crossed my arms, waiting for an answer.
