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"We'll survive... That's all that matters."
[Name] is an introverted loner who has no friends, and they like it that way. However in their second year, their life changes forever when she along with some stude...
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"We'll survive... That's all that matters."
In the busy street of Mondstadt, two woman walk besides each other discussing the current problem of the city. Mondstadt is known as the city of freedom where the Anemo Archon; Barbatos live.
The Acting Grandmaster; Jean and The Librarian; Lisa were both heading towards the headquarters of the Knights of Favonius. A soft cry was heard from an alleyway catching Lisa's attention.
"Jean, did you hear that?" She asked turning to the source of the sounds. "It sounds like a child's cry." Jean stated.
Concerned, Lisa walk toward the alleyway. She gasped seeing a newborn child wrapped around a comfortable blanket. "Oh, you poor child." She gently kneeled down picking the child up. "Jean, look at this little cutie." Lisa spoke up with a gentle smile.
"This child..." Jean look at the child feeling something off. She noticed a paper in the blankets. She took it and open it to read.
'Protect the child.' It wrote.
"If they wanted to protect the child so bad, they shouldn't have leave it here in the alleyway. Not a smart choice." Lisa said with a light scoffed. "Though... There's something off about this child... I can't put my finger in it." Lisa mumbled.
The child cried once again louder this time. "Oh why?" Lisa asked cradling the child. The two froze when they felt something behind them. The creatures' slender arm extend aiming to grab the child but the two reacted quickly turning around with their weapon ready. However it was nowhere to be seen.
"That wasn't a hallucination." Lisa muttered looking around. Jean frowned turning to her, "Let's go back it the HQ." She suggested. Lisa nodded as the two walk out of the alleyway with the child in Lisa's arm.
