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CI: CP2

Whenever he sleeps, Sunday always recalls his last moments in Penacony. The loss, the pain, the emptiness.

Before, he was so sure about what he wanted. To keep everyone inside the dream, to protect them from the harshness of the universe.

But as he falls into the depths of the dreamscape. He wonders.

Why. Why. Why. Why?

Reasons after reasons, he kept thinking why they hindered his way through Order.

But in his mind, all he could come up was foolishness. They are all a fool for not embracing the truth. Order is needed to attain Harmony, not the other way around.

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"I reside in a planet called Penacony" Sunday was confident the traveler would know the planet immediately. It's widespread across the universe that it is the planet of festivities. It's impossible to miss.

"Where is that?" The traveler asks, he sounded like he had never heard of it before.

"It's located in Asdana Star System" A tinge of embarrassment but nothing like Sunday couldn't handle. His tone filled with pride, diminished into a neutral one.

"Asdana, I see"

Aether rubbed his chin, trying to understand the situation. It is obvious he's confused and curious. Sunday told him bits of the information (only the necessary ones) of his circumstances. In return, the traveler told him his story.

Sunday learned that the nature of the traveler's situation isn't similar at all.

But he learned the situation is more grusome than it is. It means he has no instrument nor means to contact anyone outside Teyvat. How convenient, he funnily squanders. He knew the moment he became Ayato, something went wrong.

Or it could be he's overthinking.

Aha is known to cause mischief and mishaps, this might be their doing. The
Aeon does find amusement in peculiar situations, it wouldn't surprise Sunday if they are the ones behind this.

That masked fool, Sparkle has her eyes in Penacony for a while. Perhaps Aha has been watching through her.

Regardless, he must find a way to get out of this planet.

"Then I can assume you are familiar with Aeons?"

Aether sighed and shrugged "I've been in Teyvat for long, I barely remember how many years" He pressed his lips into a thin line and continued "But it's been a long time since I traveled outside Teyvat's star system" Aether mutters in a low tone "I.. have no knowledge about the terms you know.. My sister and I are focused on traveling, nothing else"

Sunday masked his anger towards the Aeons with his neutral look. He looked down, completely lost in uncertainty. Then he remembers "The Celestia... you said they blocked your way out and trapped you in this world." Aether bobbed his head, confirming the statement.

A stellaron.

It manifested into a stronger force as it seemed.

But to confirm his suspicions, Sunday needs to know more of the effects it has done.

"Would you mind telling me more about your journey?"

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Ayato survived for his own well being, and for Ayaka. The people of Inazuma come after, but his focus never shifts to others. He knows the bloodbath, the pain, the hardships in between to gain title and wealth. He isn't as sheltered nor nurtured as people thought him to be.

"You are here again"

The grey head jolts in shock and rubs his nape "Of course, no one can really visit you except for me.. and the IPC" Ayato recognizes his clumsy demeanor. He is the type of person who will unknowingly follow crumbs, never truly realizing he's being used until someone tells him.

"IPC.. I see, I've been hearing that term since I got here.. But I have no knowledge of what exactly it is" Ayato doesn't know if the stranger would understand his predicament, but it isn't bad to try.

"What??" The stranger raises his brows "Pretty sure you know the IPC"

"I don't, must I introduce myself?" Ayato tilts his head and stares at him with a nonchalant look.

"Sunday, are you okay? Do you need a psychiatrist?" The grey head holds the bars, asking Ayato so seriously and concerningly.

"I am not Sunday.."

Silence engulfed the atmosphere, none of them spoke. The man just stared at Ayato, and Ayato stared back at him.

A minute later, the man bit his lower lip and trembly smiled "Hey... Sunday, I know you hit your head in Penacony but.. come on? That was a dream.. Why on earth would I believe you got Isekai-d, whoever you are.." The grey head rolled his hand, gesturing his confusion in this situation.

"What is Isekai?" Ayato is truthfully confused.

"You know, getting isekai-d as a villain??? Doesn't ring a bell??"

"No."

"Worst part is you're in jail... and you have no way out" Oh.. Ayato heavily sighs as he hears the situation "Too late to be Isekai-d in my opinion"

Ayato ignores his rambling and just states "My name is Kamisato Ayato"

"-You might even get executed?! Man.. Sci-fi world is really harsh- Wait, did you just say Kamisato Ayato?"

"Yes"

"Holy son of a nice lady"

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